Sunday, December 13, 2009

Rumi... Because Rumi has a way of saying things just right.

Let's Go Home
Late and starting to rain, it's time to go home.
We've wandered long enough in empty buildings.
I know it's tempting to stay and meet these new people.
I know it's even more sensible to spend the night here with them,
but I want to go home.

We've seen enough beautiful places with signs on them
saying This is God's House
That's seeing the grain like ants do,
without the work of harvesting.
Let's leave grazing to cows and go
where we know what everyone really intends,
where we can walk around without clothes on.
Rumi (1207-1273)

Bangkok, Thailand: December 5-9, 2009

A colorful, ultra friendly place! With taxi drivers who name their kids Pepsi and Coke (I kid you not) and beautiful Buddhist temples everywhere. Winter is the best time to go-it was still 70-80 degrees during the day and at night. Go, go, go, if you can!















































































































































































































































Wat Pho: The Reclining Buddha













Saturday, June 20, 2009

Sicily, Italy and Malta

In May and June I had the fabulous opportunity to spend some relaxing time in Sicily and to visit family in Malta whom I had not seen for nearly 10 years. My adventurous and nocturnal brother Andrew joined me and in addition to Malta we explored Rome and visited one of my dearest friends, Vittorio. (Vittorio: this trip wouldn't have been the same if it wasn't for those great conversations, contemplative smokes and night-time walks.)

All I can say is that you haven't lived until you've spent time in this part of the world - until you've drank the wine, eaten the rich food, seen the countryside and woken up in the morning to an espresso overlooking a view of the sea. Is there anything better than this? Perhaps not.
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ITALY
The hills around Lanuvio, where Vittorio was born.


The castle that sits across the street from Vittorio's family home.

MALTA
The buses.
In the Maltese capital, Valetta.
The Port of Valletta.
St. Paul's Bay
Uncle Ben's work boat

Mdina - the fortress city - in the distance.Family


More to come.............

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Good times with friends.





Some random pictures of street scenes in Islamabad. Some from the day before the Long March was schedule to come to Islamabad. (Which never did because the Chief Justice was reinstated.)