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Bandelier National Monument
An hour’s drive northwest from Santa Fe is a place where humans lived centuries before the state of New Mexico and its cities existed. I hiked through the wild landscape and ruins of Bandelier National Monument with my cousin and his partner in 2014. AlthoughContinue reading “Bandelier National Monument”
Walking Santa Fe
Just a few blocks south of my inn, a short walk down Guadelupe Street, stands the iconic sculpture at Santuario de Guadelupe. Opened in 1795, she is listed on the New Mexico State Register of Cultural Properties. Our Lady, a lovely dark figure, draped inContinue reading “Walking Santa Fe”
Santa Fe landmarks, 100th post!
They say time flies while you’re having fun, and blogging has certainly been an enjoyable pastime. This post is my 100th entry. My warmest thanks to those of you who have liked, commented, and/or followed this blog, or even just stopped by briefly to checkContinue reading “Santa Fe landmarks, 100th post!”
Leadville
Starting out for a week-long road trip to Santa Fe and environs in October, I took one of the many scenic routes through the Colorado mountains. Leadville, at 10,000 feet in altitude, was a convenient place to stop and stretch my legs, walking around town.Continue reading “Leadville”
Kites
You may know it as the Day of the Dead in Mexico. In Guatemala November 1st is called All Saints Day. Families flock to cemeteries to decorate graves and visit their ancestors, but the wonderful surprise about this special day is the kites. Guatemaltecas create colorfulContinue reading “Kites”
Chefchaouen in blue
The bus from Tangier to Chefchaouen (2018), also called Chaouen, takes about two and a half hours. Nestled in the Rif Mountains, it’s been called one of the most beautiful towns in Morocco. It’s also been called a typical Berber village, and is sometimes knownContinue reading “Chefchaouen in blue”
Tangier
My son and I took the ferry to Tangier, Morocco, in 2018. The taxi driver drove us from the port to the medina. I had booked a hotel inside the medina. He unloaded our bags and another young man stepped out of a door onContinue reading “Tangier”
Essaouira
On a day trip to Essaouira (pronounced ‘S-where-a), on the Atlantic coast, we followed a two-lane road over dry land, for the 2-1/2 hour trip from Marrakech to the sea. It’s not called desert, according to Fouad, my driver, recommended by the riad where I stayed,Continue reading “Essaouira”
Marrakech
While teaching in Prague for two years, I took the opportunity to travel to places that would have been much more of a journey from my home in Colorado. In 2008, my travels took me to Marrakech, Morocco. Rather than explore the more modern city,Continue reading “Marrakech”
Picking favourites
A fellow blogger and travel photographer, recently posted her favorite three photographs (the title above has the British spelling, as does her post). It was Sarah’s entry into a Lens Artists Challenge on her Travel With Me website. I usually don’t participate in these popularContinue reading “Picking favourites”
Ode to a tree
My home is perched on the side of a mountain, at the edge of town. In an earlier essay (Thoughts for the new year), after a devastating fire near Boulder, I wrote about fire danger in my mountain neighborhood. There are a few houses aboveContinue reading “Ode to a tree”
Salmon Lake
In June, I joined my brother and other family members at a rented cottage a few hours north of Toronto in densely forested Ontario. A steep dirt path through pines, maples, and naturally lined by ferns, not landscaped, led down to the lakeside. The waterContinue reading “Salmon Lake”
The cottage
From Toronto, we drove north and a bit east for almost three hours, the last stretch on winding dirt roads. We were headed to a rented cottage on Salmon Lake, in a quiet, rural, forested pocket of Ontario. Where I live, in Colorado, there areContinue reading “The cottage”
Canadian respite
My flight was mid-morning. I live an hour and a half from the airport, planned for another half hour to park and take the shuttle to the terminal, and, of course, it’s best to arrive two to three hours in advance of an international flight.Continue reading “Canadian respite”
Tajine class …and a surprise visit
I have taken a few cooking classes while traveling. My son and I made pasta with anchovies in an Italian home in Sicily, and I joined a group making a variety of dishes in an industrial sized kitchen in Chiang Mai, Thailand. I’m not muchContinue reading “Tajine class …and a surprise visit”
Karatsu
I thought that the last stop on my potter’s pilgrimage, on the island of Kyushu, would be the most remote and provincial, but Karatsu, Japan is a thriving city, the women were fashionable, and it’s a bit of a resort town. Several school children calledContinue reading “Karatsu”
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Lovely, my adventurous traveling friend. How did you like the “fresh” fish?
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Thank you! It was fine once it was cut up. I prefer not to think that my teeth were the instrument that killed something.
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