On the Road Again

I am off to Cleveland for a few days. Pictures when I return.

Rock on!

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Independence Hall

Independence is a wonderful thing to celebrate. DG is celebrating finally paying off his student loans! Free at last! Free at last!

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Surfs Up!

It’s been one of those weeks that gets me to thinking how much fun the Ocean can be. At this time of the year the water is warm and comfortable. When a tropical storm moves up the coast the surf is up and I am ready to ride. I have a key to Mom and Dad’s house in Florida and they have gone north for a couple of months; does anyone want to go?

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Waiting for the show

Every city should have great architecture. More then just building a space, great architecture builds a sense of place. The building should excite the visitors’ curiosity and draw them into the place. I love to explore great places. This is in Millennium Park in Chicago. I’ve been quietly at home for six weeks; it is another month before I am back on the road.

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Seeking Shelter from the Heat

At times a hat alone is just not enough shelter for sensitive birds in the blazing Greek sun.

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Staying Cool On a Hot Summer Day

Here I am staying cool on a hot summer day in Chicago.

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High in the Greek Countryside

Here I am enjoying a warm sunny afternoon high the Greek countryside at the Temple of Delphi. I consulted the Oracle and it said that I would live long and visit many exciting places as long as I didn’t melt in the sun, hence the sun hat.

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Melenium Park in Chicago

I've been reading about Bert, overheated in London. Just think cool thoughts and find someplace to wade in a fountain; it always works for me.

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A bit of a handyman special, but what a great location!

Here I am in the Roman Agora in Athens. This is just a couple of blocks from a major metro stop, right in the middle of all of the shops and restaurants that fill the Plaka area of Athens. The place is in disarray, there are columns, a tower, some great marble floors, and the remains of an ancient public toilet (a gift from the emperor.) There is even the remains of a public fountain with water still dripping in from a hidden spring. I could live here. The place needs some work, but if I look up the Acropolis is right there.

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Grilled Octopus anyone?

When we started planning for a trip to Greece I had dreams of fresh local seafood at a harbor front restaurant. Dreams do come true. I had grilled Octopus for lunch on the Island of Aegina. The fishing fleet was tied up just across the street from this delightful sidewalk café. Oh my! When can I go back?

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I smell FISH!

I smell fish; the building across the street houses the historic market in Athens. The fish market is in the very center, surrounded by meat and poultry sellers. The fresh vegetable sellers are on this side of the street, but none of them had seaweed (like the market in Wales did three summers ago.) I may be tiny, but I can have a mighty appetite.

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Live On Stage at the Pritzger Pavilion In Chicago

It’s Travel, doing his world famous travel monolog. The Pritzger Pavilion is one of several modern wonders in Millennium Park in Chicago. I had a wonderful time in Chicago, the crowds were so receptive to my message about the importance of seeing the world to understand the world. I can’t wait to return again next year!

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Planes, Trains and Automobiles

I got my name from my love of travel. I love to go, be it by land, sea or air. Here I am waiting for the Metro train to leave the station from the Athens airport into the city center. Clickity-clack, Clickity-clack, ding, ding!

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Acropolis

For well over 2000 years crowds have flocked to the Acropolis in Athens to offer thanks to the gods for the beauty that is Greece, to ask for favors and forgiveness and to absorb the wonders of it all. It is a bit of a climb, but well worth it. Here I am in front of the Parthenon. This ancient temple can be seen from the core of the city of Athens, serving today as it has for centuries as a true landmark, look up, take your bearings from the Parthenon and you know were you are in Athens.

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Everybody Hurry Up!

Pack your bags, get your passport and Euros in hand and head to the nearest airport and go to Greece. It is wonderful! The weather is delightful; the people are warm and inviting. The Greek language is impenetrable, but most of the adults speak at least a little English. Buildings are considered new if they are less then 1000 years old. History and legend are dripping from every olive tree (and the country seems to be covered in olive trees.)

There will be more, much-much more to follow. At this point we have been out of bed for about 25 hours, and DG insists that he needs his beauty rest (and I don’t have the nerve to tell him it is too late!)

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TAKE A BREAK!

When was the last time you took some real time off? Not a long weekend, or a week, but a couple of weeks or longer? Research shows that when you take a vacation it takes 3 or 4 days to fully relax and forget about the demands of day to day living, and then you start thinking about returning to home and work 2 or 3 days before you return. Hence if you take a week off, you barely have any real down time in the middle of it. We try to take a couple of weeks off every year or so. The last time was the trip to Paris at Christmas of 2004; DG was off from December 15th through New Years that year. We are very ready for another nice break. We will be back on the blog on May 19th. (And we are already making plans for 2 weeks in August of 2007.)

Take care; I’ll try to have lots of pictures and stories from the ancient world when we return.

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Italy 2004

I pointed out to DG that he has his cities and bridges mixed up. Here is a picture of the Ponte Vecchio in Florence that was taken on my trip in February of 2002. I was there, but no one took my picture. Here I am watching the sunset on the Mediterranean at Ostia just south of Rome on the same trip. Close, but no prize, I don’t have a picture of me with the bridge in the background. The recipe would be fun.

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Thinking European Thoughts

My wandering wings are getting ready to go. This will be my forth trip to Europe in as many years, what a lucky bird. The picture is from Christmas 2004.

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TEXAS!

There are Texas stars everywhere at the Texas State Capital, even on the massive hinges on the doors. Here I am standing on the gates wondering why they didn’t keep the gates locked to keep the occupants of the Capital in a few years ago. I am sure the gates are to keep certain politicians in and not to keep the good citizens of Texas out. Only blocks from here they hold a “Keep Austin Weird Festival” every year. They really shouldn’t worry, as long as they have Texas governors in Austin, Austin will remain weird. In fact I’d love to return a former Texas governor to them, to help assure that Austin is sufficiently weird (one would do the job.)

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Vanderbilt University

Here I am on the campus of Vanderbilt University in Nashville, Tennessee. It is faster to drive to Nashville from home than it is to fly, so we drove down. We stayed in a very nice hotel across the street from the Campus, DG taught workshops for a couple of days while I indulged in the day-spa at the Hotel. We found several very good restaurants nearby. DG found a small used book store that made note of a rare collectable he had been looking for and called him more then a year later to let him know they had found it. Only one more volume and that part of the collection will be complete.

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My Kind of Town, Chicago

Two years ago we went to Chicago for a few days in late May and hit the most delightful weather. It was bright and sunny and warm enough to move around without a sweater yet cool enough to not get all hot and bothered. We went to see my cousins at the Shed Aquarium down on the lake front and wandered back along the marina and through the park with the fountain that was featured in the opening scenes of “Married with Children.” We stayed out north of the city and rode the trains in and out and even figured out how to do a transfer from the train to the bus down to the museum center. I can’t wait to go back.

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Madison-Austin

Here I am on a visit to the Illinois State Railway Museum. The museum is about 75 miles west of Chicago, very much out in the middle of nowhere, but barely far enough out for the city traffic to have thinned out. The collections are very extensive with everything from classic steam engines, to streamliners, street cars and classic freight handling equipment. It was a great day out.

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Great News!

News reports say that the pilots union and Delta Airlines have reached an agreement that will avoid a looming strike. Three weeks from this coming Monday and we are scheduled to fly Delta to Greece. I can feel the tension melting away!

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Appalachian Spring

It is 73 degrees outside this morning; just before 10:00 AM local time. It reminds me of spring time in the Great Smokey Mountains. We live about a three hour drive from the mountains, and have passed through them several times when driving to Florida (more often we have flown over them, but that is another story.) I love the fresh soft greens of spring, makes me want to hit the road.

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In Search of a Druid Priestess

Who built Stonehenge? How did they build it? Why did they build it? What does it mean? Who did what here? Why are we drawn to it?

There just must be something here, some long lost ancestral link. I couldn’t wait to get there, I can’t wait to return.

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Back Home Again

I have just returned home, as chronicled in comments on “Woodchuck Wisdom” Northwest tried to turn me into roasted penguin in Memphis on Monday afternoon . . . nearly 40 minutes waiting on the taxiway without air-conditioning . . . they should be ashamed of themselves! Columbia was interesting and kind of fun. Here I am sunning myself at sunset on the balcony of our hotel room.

The “Wall Street Journal” has described the Columbia, South Carolina airport as the best one in America to take a nap in, no doubt because of the rocking chairs in the terminal.

And lastly here I am looking for the KING (Elvis) in the airport in Memphis. He must have taken an earlier flight, because we never did see him. I just love the south!

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Philadelphia

I just flew home from a few days in Philadelphia. Though we had many important meetings to attend we did sneak in a few minutes to play tourist. We visited the new liberty bell pavilion, Independence Hall, City Hall and the US Mint. We rode planes, trains, subways and endured one “take your life in your hands Taxi ride.” Here are a couple of pictures, one is me with the back of Independence Hall in the background (Bert that is were my ancestors declared their independence from your King.) The other is of a fountain near city hall that someone filled with pink dye this morning. I have no explanation of why or how the water in the fountain was died pink, but it was. I could see this from our hotel room (on the 30th floor with a view of city hall) and we walked over for a closer work and a photo op. Monday we are back in the air, to Columbia, South Carolina this time.

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Westward Roll!

Here I am at the Gateway Arch of Westward Expansion in St. Louis, Missouri. The Arch is symbolic of the importance of crossing the Mississippi River on the way west to colonize the country. What travelers the early settlers were, they spent months traveling distances that we cover in hours by air, or mere days by car. St Louis is an interesting city. As a river port and Rail Road center the city has a rich history and it wears it well.

The St Louis Zoo has the most incredible penguin display. Humans pass through a series of airlocks and enter a room that is kept just above freezing. The glass separating the noble birds from the humans is only about 4 feet tall. The birds and people can see, hear and even smell one another. If you are patient, one of the birds will splash you. It is truly an amazing experience for man and bird.

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Remember the Alamo!

Here I am in front of the Alamo in San Antonio, Texas. The defenders of the Alamo lost to the invading army, but they held until the last man died. The moral of Remember the Alamo is one of defending your beliefs to the death. San Antonio is a neat city. Hotels, restaurants and shops line the circular canal of the River Walk. South of the city along the river you can tour a trail of Spanish Missions dating back to early colonial days. The colonial governors’ house and Mexican market are within walking distance of the River Walk area. World class Mexican food and margaritas, what a wonderful city! Remember the Alamo!

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San Diego Dreaming

The “Travel Channel” had a feature about San Diego on this morning and I was thinking about my visit there. We trekked around the city for a few days visiting the downtown area, the gaslight district, the zoo, a couple of wonderful parks, a great airplane museum, we took the ferry to Coronado Island (were this picture was taken with downtown San Diego across the bay) and took the street car down and walked across the boarder into Mexico. I never really understood why people are willing to take such risks to sneak into the United States from Mexico, until I spent a few hours looking at Tijuana and the surrounding area. We stayed in a wonderful hotel on the Bay in San Diego overlooking the yacht club. We were on the 27th floor and could see clear out over Coronado Island to the Pacific Ocean. I can’t wait to go back.

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ALL ABOARD AMTRAK!

Last fall I had the opportunity to ride Amtrak from Washington, DC to Wilmington, Delaware and back. For an American who lives outside of the northeast part of the country, the opportunity to ride a real passenger train is a rare treat. We departed out of Union Station in the shadow of the US capital building in Washington. For those of us accustomed to being shoehorned into airline seats riding the train is quiet a treat. The seats are very large, wide, lots of legroom, plenty of overhead luggage space. It seems that Amtrak must have hired some former airline personnel to work the gate for boarding (disorganized, hurry up, wait, then rush before the train leaves without you.) The conductress came down the aisle and punched the tickets (just like in the movies.) Overall it was a very pleasant way to travel.

This trip was the great planes, trains and automobiles trip. We drove to the local airport, flew to Washington, DC, took the subway across town, took a train to Wilmington and the two days later did that all in reverse. It was the most efficient way of getting to Wilmington.

In Search of Family History: Swansea Castle

A few summers ago one of my companions had the opportunity to go in search of family History. His great grandmother had come to live with his grandparents when he was about 8 years old. His grandmother was born in London and narrowly missed the sinking of the Titanic on her way to New York (but that is a long,) his great grandmother was born in Swansea on the south cost of Wales. She was a delightful person, nearly blind, a bit set in her ways. She loved to listen to talk shows on the radio and talk about her long and adventure filled life. My companion had the opportunity on my trip to Oxford to take a side trip to Wales. We arrived in Swansea with a copy of her birth certificate dated 1884. We made our way to the tourist information center to see if they could help us locate the old neighborhood. The delightful woman at the counter looked over the document and went "oh yes, someplace around here." She called over a colleague who examined the birth certificate and added “yes I am certain that is around here, but I don’t recognize the street name.” The two of them looked at one another and said almost in unison, “Mary! She was here before the war, she’ll know.” Mary emerged from the back room and examined the copy, peering up at us, “great grandmother was she?” She proceeded to tell us that the parts of the old neighborhood that were not bombed in the War were flattened by “urban renewal” in the 1950’s. She said the neighborhood is not far, just across the bridge and up the hill. The street no longer exists there is a senior citizens home where it was. The senior citizen's home is named after the street that it took the place of. She pulled out a local map and showed us the way; one of her coworkers copied the page of the map and highlighted the route. Away we went, down along the River. We crossed the river and something made sense, as if we had been there before. Great Grandmother told many a tale about her father running down the hill, past the pub and jumping onto the back of a train moving slowly out of the station to ride to work. The hill, the pub and the train tracks are still there. The foundation of the train station is marked with a signs describing the station that was there over 140 years ago. We worked are way around the side streets and there it was, the birth place of Mary Louise Broadhurst. At the top of the hill was the parish church that she was christened in 120 years ago. It was like we had been there before.

EPCOT with an Old Friend

Little Bob and I went to EPCOT a couple of years ago during spring break. This picture was taken outside the bakery in the World Showcase “France” pavilion. Little Bob is a Francophile of the first order, and he was thrilled to go to “France,” he had not yet been to the real France (we visited the real France a couple of years later.) Little Bob was so pleased when the French Penguin Film won an Oscar. One of our traveling companions has Disney connections going back over 25 years. He visited EPCOT while it was under construction and attended the private pre-opening party at EPCOT (his brother has worked at Disney since the late 1970’s.) We had a great time, and dreamed of being in Paris for a few wonderful minutes.

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Waiting For The San Francisco Treat

My earliest memories of the cable cars in San Francisco are television commercials for the “San Francisco Treat.” Every time I arrive in San Francisco riding the cable cars is on my list of things to do. The last time I was there I made a point of riding each of the lines from one end to the other. The cable cars are certainly a tourist favorite, but they are also a local mode of mass transit and the drivers recognize their regular local passengers. I can recall one driver waiting while an elderly man crossed the street with three bags of groceries to catch a ride up the hill on his way home from the supermarket. Riding the cable cars and watching the people and the scenery go by are a wonderful way to see the diversity and beauty of the city by the bay. I’m ready to go back, is anyone headed that way?

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Lunch in Breckenridge Colorado

We drove to Breckenridge from Denver, three of us in a Suzuki Swift. The Swift is not what the name might lead you to believe; it is a tiny car underpowered on level ground. To make matters more interesting this one was a beat up rental with nearly 30,000 miles of hard mountain driving on it (see what you end up with if you are unpleasant to the rental agent at the airport?) Now my traveling companions are not small people, there was well over 400 pounds of people and one little penguin in this tiny thing climbing west out of Denver into the mountains. Denver is about 5,000 feet above sea level; Breckenridge is nearly 13,000 feet above sea level. With a tail wind the little car managed about 40 miles an hour. At about 9000 feet above sea level we crawled past big horn sheep grazing on the side of the road, and just over 12,000 feet we grunted through a tunnel. By the time we arrived in Breckenridge, lunch sounded like a wonderful idea. To my delight one of the features was a delightful locally produced smoked trout; fish always hits the spot. A great time was had by all, and it was mostly downhill back into Denver.

Caution Penguin Crossing

Here I am visiting my cousins at the San Francisco Zoo. This was taken in January of 2004. Not bad weather for January. The San Francisco Zoo in just across the street from the Pacific Ocean and is really quite delightful. The Penguins here are in an outdoor habitat. They have nesting holes and plenty of cool water to swim in. This is the place that had the flock that went into migration mode a couple of years ago, swimming laps around and around the island in the middle of the pool for several weeks.

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Thinking Cold!

I tend to like things a little on the cool side. It is cool here this morning (23 degrees Fahrenheit) but I was dreaming of someplace even colder, and wetter! I thought of Niagra Falls. It is currently 18* in Buffalo, and down near the falls it will be dripping wet. This is great Penguin weather. It reminds me of my ancestral homelands! We visited Niagra last August; it was a bit warmer then.

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Rome 2002

Four years ago I was in Italy for two weeks. It was wonderful! The country is beautiful, the people warm and welcoming, and the food was extraordinary. We were in Rome for the first week and then Florence for the second week. In Rome we stayed very near the Vatican and visited St. Peters a couple of times. We climbed the stairs to the top of the dome and back down. The exit from the dome lets you out on the roof of St. Peters. This picture was taken there, near the gift shop were my traveling companion found an official Pope John-Paul II bottle opener. Here I am on the balcony of our hotel room in Rome.

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A Bird Can Dream

Can you imagine flying in this baby? A P-51 Mustang, 1500 horse power, 434 miles per hour. The Mustang ruled the skies over Europe in World War II, and continues to woo the hearts of flying enthusiasts 60 years later. With wings like this I could rule the skies!

An Afternoon At The Beach

Here I am on St. Petersburg Beach last week. It was a balmy 62 degrees, some of the tourists were complaining but what did they expect in the dead of winter, icebergs? We had a nice walk on the beach, lots of tiny shells, light surf, stiff breeze off the gulf. We had dinner at a delightful little restaurant in old Gulfport. I had crab cakes with chucks of crab large enough to identify as being real crab. It was a very pleasant visit.

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Fantasy of Flight

I just returned from a few days in Florida. While there we stopped to explore the Fantasy of Flight aircraft collection at Polk City about 30 miles north east of Tampa. It is a very nice collection of classic, primarily military aircraft. The collection includes two Gee Bee Racers (reproductions.) The Gee Bee was one of the fastest and most revolutionary planes of the early 1930’s. Here I am in front of one that was painted is such lovely colors.

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Oxford

In August of 2003 I had the pleasure of accompanying my companions to a history conference at Oxford University, in Oxford England. We stayed at St Edmonds College at the University and spent several days wandering about the city and attending a world-wide conference. This picture was taken as I was preparing to give a lecture on comparative flightless avian history in one of the venerable lecture halls at Oxford.

Air and Space

We were in Washington DC for a few days and on Sunday we went out to see the Smithsonian’s new Air and Space display at Dulles Airport in Chantilly Virginia. Wow! This place is huge and filled with more flying machines then you can imagine. How big is it, they have a Concorde parked across the main display area, and the building has to be 1000 feet long. There are many historic and significant aircraft on display and room for many more to be added.

Here I am, out in front of the museum looking down the aviation walk of fame.

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http://www.nasm.si.edu/museum/udvarhazy/

Don’t try this at home!

Here are a couple of friends of mine on vacation in the arctic this year. They report that bears can be a bit grumpy when they wake up.