We went to Oman last weekend. Of course, Denise took the pictures with her camera (nicer than mine) and uploaded them with her laptop (nicer than mine.) I need to upgrade my life.
Oman is very cool. Denise's gallery of pictures is here.
We're off to Mumbai for a few days to meet up with some friends, should have some good pictures on our return.
Another decent picture of the Monastery at Petra:

Denise rides a camel:

In the desert of Wadi Rum, following the path of Lawrence of Arabia:

Denise at the top of the mountain at the "High Holy Place" at Petra.

It is harder for a rich man to get into heaven than for a camel to go through the eye of a needle.

The Monastery carved into the side of the mountain at Petra.

We made our way down to Petra on our first day in Jordan. We actually had a long and winding road down the King's Highway, and then went to Petra on our second day.
This is the "Treasury" building, the first major building you see when you walk out of the narrow gorge entrance to Petra.

A large theatre was carved out of the rock. I wonder what they did there. Rock concerts?

On the way down the King's Highway from Amman to Petra, we stopped at Karak Castle, a crusador fort built in 1142.

Denise and I just got back from Jordan. We went to a few places, I'll post some pictures over the next few days. This first batch is from Mt. Nebo, where Moses came and looked over the Promised Land.
This is a mosaic on the floor of the church at Mt. Nebo.

And these are views from Mt. Nebo, looking down over Jordan into the West Bank and Israel. Just as Moses saw, except without the paved road.


We just got back from India this evening. We were there for about ten days, in Delhi for the most part. I'll put up some more pictures, maybe even some video later. For now, the Taj Mahal:

My friends Dave and Nancy recently went to Turkey and took some nice pictures.
Denise got a new digital camera for herself, a Canon Elph. It takes short video files, and we tried it out this weekend. Here is a shot of the falls:
We went camping with some friends this past weekend, at Crabtree Falls in Virginia. Some pictures:






We finally got some good weather here in Virginia, so we headed out to Great Falls Park with our friends.



We've just got a few too many carpets, and it might be time to sell a few. If you're interested, check out the current sale items here.

As we prepare to move to DC I'm having to go through all sorts of stuff. Most of the pictures I took in Morocco during Peace Corps weren't good, but this is one of the few decent ones. At the Nejjarine Fountain in the old medina in Fes.

Ok, we've got some pictures of the Scotland trip up, finally. You can see them here.

So we really are going to try and get some pictures from Scotland up tonight, and then I'll link to them later. But just to give a quick idea of what we did in Scotland:
We drank whisky. Ok, I drank whisky. Denise stuck with the beer. I'm a whisky expert now, I even have a little certificate from the Scotch Whisky Heritage Center to prove it.

The most important thing to know is that it cannot be called Scotch unless it's whisky that is made in Scotland, from barley, and aged for at least three years in an oak cask. Anything else, and it's just whisky. A blended whisky can be made from different years, and is usually given an age representing the youngest whisky in the mix. A single malt, more popular in recent years, comes from one single distillery from the same year. Whisky ages in the cask, not the bottle, so that dusty 18 years old Glenfiddich you've got in the cellar? Drink it, it's not getting any better.
You can find out more about Scotch and see maps to all of the Scottish distilleriers at the website of the Scotch Whisky Association.
We actually took a little day trip and visited the distillery at Glenkinchie. It's definitely worth the trip. Our bus broke down on the way back, but after a few drams and a few ales, no big deal.
If you're staying in Edinburgh, certainly make time to visit the Edinburgh Castle. There's some good museum exhibits inside, including a museum of Scottish war history.
A nice walk with great views is up Arthur's Seat, a small peak overlooking Edinburgh.
And finally, what would a trip to the UK be without a night of drunken screaming at the telly in your local pub while your favority football team takes on the "cheatin' dirty bastards", as the locals referred to the opposing team. We learning all sorts of new curses and fight songs. Fun stuff. We watched a match between Celtic and Bayern Munich, a German team. Celtic is a Scottish team, but was originally made up of Irish immigrants, thus the name.
Actually, there won't be any haggis on the menu, despite the fact that we are in Edinburgh, Scotland. The turkey is in the oven, and we've also whipped up some Carrot Soup, Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes, cranberry sauce, mushroom apple stuffing, gravy, banana nut bread and pumpkin pie.
The pumpkin pie was the real clincher, and our friend Katrina went into just about every store in all of Edinburgh, and she managed to find the last available jar of pumpkin puree in all of Scotland. We'll also be having mulled wine with the meal.
Again, there will be plenty of pictures on our return.
In Scotland, you shouldn't call whiskey "Scotch", because that's obviously what it would be. I think.
So Denise and I are currently on vacation here in Edinburgh. It's cold. We almost saw the Queen today, missed her by an hour or so. Too busy heading off to hear some good fiddling and down a few drams of the "water of the gods" to pause for royalty.
We'll have pictures, etc., upon our return. Stay tuned.
Oh, and we saw the White Stripes the night before we left New York. They rocked, of course.
The American Indian Movement (AIM) took over Alcatraz Island in the 1970's, and this is what they painted on the entrance sign to the island. They've left it like this since:

These seals, they hang out off of the piers in San Francisco, they're kind of cool, but they smell.


Ok, got all the household computers back up and running, at least for this week. So now I beging the process of finding all of the digital pictures I've taken recently.
We were in San Francisco for a weekend a month ago or so.

The Cubist apartment blocks, built for Expo '67.
