Category: Personal

OK. I had to do it. You cannot, simply cannot, go to Sydney and not take photos of the Opera House. The Opera House, the most famous Australian icon, is located about 2 or 3 miles, from my hotel. During my random walk around Sydney, I ended up here. The challenge was, of course, to try to pull something unique out of an oft photographed icon. There are billions of pictures of this landmark. And, nearly every time that I…

It was in my original plan to do a lot of walking, exploring and, of course, picture taking. That is, of course, still in my plans; however, even more so. In the U.S. we seemed to be a bit spoiled. We have expectations of what we should get for free. Most every hotel, restaurant, and coffee shop offer free WiFi. Go to a hotel and forget your deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste, comb? No problem! Just go to the front desk, tell…

Here comes the sun and I say … It’s alright… When I gave it a bit of thought: Hmmm. We are leaving SFO at around 11:00 PM PDT and flying west. Our flight time is 14 hours. It’s going to be dark the whole time if my thinking is correct. And so it was, we left at 11:00 PM and arrived in Sydney at 7:00 AM, local time. During the entire 14 hour flight, it was pitch black outside, save…

So, the journey begins with a … bang? I arrived at the airport at about 4:15 for my 6:10 departure. As I entered the airport, it was clogged with passengers. The lens were exceptionally long at each of the terminal checkpoints, A, B, C, and D. Very long lines. I got to the US Airways self check-in, inserted my card and was promptly told that it couldn’t find my itinerary. Plan B. I input my confirmation code and it came…

Ouch! That hurt!!! Oh, pardon me … I was just pinching myself to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. I can hardly believe it. Today is the day. My flight leaves at 6:10 PM EDT, and so the journey begins. I’ve taken care of all of the details, I believe. What’s not taken care of won’t be taken care of, I suppose. I’ve called the credit card company and put in a travel alert. Hobbs will be well taken care…

Last year when I moved into this neighborhood, I noticed that one particular house had sunflowers peeking, no, soaring above the top of the fence line. I remember thinking how pretty they were. It was at the end of summer, so they didn’t last very long. I thought nothing more of it. This year, the flowers are in fine form and sticking several feet about the fence. Now, the gentleman who lives in this house, I see him several times…

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