Thursday, September 21, 2006



I just returned from 4 days in Washington DC. DG had three long days of work, but we squeezed in as much sightseeing as we could. As always we took the Metro from National Airport into the city.

We stayed at a very nice hotel near Union Station this trip. The hotel was just across the street from the conference site and very comfortable for me while DG was across the street being enlightened.

We went to the National Zoo to see the exotic wild life. They have a Panda who is less then a year old. The baby was hiding a tree, munching bamboo. The Panda’s are about to be moved to a new a larger habitat, I sure am glad I free to hitch a ride around the world. You never know who you bump into in DC, I walked past Haley Barber on my way to dinner on Tuesday evening, and minutes later watch Senator Clinton get into her armored SUV at the Capital. Then there was this gang of thugs that I ran into down by the Smithsonian Castle building one evening.

TR

Friday, September 15, 2006

TR goes to Washington


I am headed off to Washington DC with DG for a few days. On the agenda is a reception on Capital Hill and a visit to the National Zoo to see the Panda's. I will report back on what we see.

TR

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Limo for Bert and Someone


I am waiting to pick a couple of friends up at the station, now what time does their train arrive from France?

TR

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Where can I find a red velvet tuxedo?


DG has been shopping for a car; something gently used with lots of plush to accommodate his middle aged behind and what he describes as demanding passengers. After scouring car dealers, the internet and asking every circling vulture what was in the estates they were working on he found something. It is very gently used (less then 12,000 miles in seven years.) The first owner is not dead, but she has no clue who she is or where she is and really does not care as long as they bring her pudding. The vulture in charge finally got the court order approved for the sale and now we are floating along in style. Why do I have this strange desire for a red velvet tuxedo to go along with my fuzzy hat decorated with flamingo feathers?

TR

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Sad but Safe

DG and Wickedhamster were home asleep when the plane crashed in thier home town this morning. They are safe but saddened by the events so near to home.

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Car Shopping


DG and I have been car shopping. It is time for an upgrade. I keep making recomendations and he keeps looking.

TR

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Hazard Kentucky


Hazard Kentucky has nothing to do with the Duke Boys, more like the Hatfields and McCoys. Hazard is deep in the Appalachian region of south-eastern Kentucky.

TR

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Amish Auction Day


I spent Thursday in north central Ohio exploring Amish country. We stopped to visit a hardware store that is famous for a wide array of goods and stumbled across an Amish livestock auction across the street. Here I am in the parking lot outside of the action barn, watch your step!

TR

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

On the Road Again


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

Rock on!

TR

Monday, July 24, 2006

Independence Hall


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

TR

Saturday, July 22, 2006

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?

TR

Sunday, July 16, 2006

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.

TR

Monday, July 03, 2006

Seeking Shelter from the Heat


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

TR

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Friday, June 16, 2006

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.

TR

Monday, June 12, 2006

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.

TR

Saturday, June 10, 2006

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.

TR

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

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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Thursday, June 01, 2006

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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Monday, May 29, 2006

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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Saturday, May 20, 2006

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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Friday, May 19, 2006

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!)

Travel

Sunday, May 07, 2006

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.

Travel

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

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.

Travel

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

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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Saturday, April 29, 2006

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.)

Travel

Sunday, April 23, 2006

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.

TR

Thursday, April 20, 2006

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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Sunday, April 16, 2006

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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Friday, April 14, 2006

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!

TR

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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Sunday, April 09, 2006

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.

Travel

Thursday, April 06, 2006

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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Saturday, April 01, 2006

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.

TR

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

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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Friday, March 24, 2006

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!

TR

Sunday, March 19, 2006

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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Saturday, March 18, 2006

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.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

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.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

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.

TR

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

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?

TR

Saturday, March 04, 2006

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.