Views From Death Valley & Mono Lake
Jimmy and I live and work in Las Vegas, Nevada. Working for the Bureau of Land Management (BLM), we are fortunate enough to get to see amazing and beautiful places…
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Spain South and the Portugese Algarve
De St. Antonio, Portugal: a twenty minute ferry ride across the Chauca River from Ayamento, Spain brought us here. We endured two lengthy treks through two picturesque little river towns testing our stamina beneath the weight of our backpacks.
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LEARNING MADRID & COURTING TOLEDO
As I am sitting scribbling away in my notebook with one eye always on the boats, Katy has succumbed to a feeling of weariness and is lying on the bench with her head using my lap as a pillow in a futile effort to fall into a restful doze.
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Rediscovering Paris
“O Eiffel Tower shepherdess the flock of bridges bleats this morning”
– Guillaume Apollinaire
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Amsterdam In Focus
No matter how far you travel that frail and fragile body which houses your thoughts goes with you and sets very stringent boundaries beyond which your physical aspirations cannot trespass. Where you go it goes like a Siamese twin from which no known surgery this side of consciousness can sever you. It is the leash that keeps pulling you back on track. Derailments are rare and then only temporary.
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Addendum To “Of Cockraoches and Lizards”
They are my fellow sufferers even though they often inadvertently make me suffer when I am sitting outside on a hot summer day.
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OF COCKROACHES AND LIZARDS
As soon as we opened the door and turned on the light, a cockroach scurried across the floor from beneath the little table next to the sink.
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YANGSHUO TO SHANGRI-LA
People stared at me wherever I went, and when I said “Ni hao” (which means “Hello” and is 1/4 of the Chinese I’ve acquired), they looked as if they’d seen a talking dog.
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Tantrum in Barcelona
As her rage mounted she began shouting that we were heading right back to the States this very day and without her voice subsiding for even a rational moment into a more subdued tone of moderation began picking up various items belonging to me and throwing them in my direction.
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Milan In October
This macho acrobat behind the wheel was actually trembling beneath the fiery gaze of the towering gorgon who was singeing Milan’s polluted air with a fusillade of Italiano expletives.
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