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As I watched the beleaguered SeaTac airport try to open and then close again, all day long, first watching my 11:55 AM flight get cancelled, and then watching my 8:45 PM flight do the same, I realized that the short Smith family reunion was getting shorter and shorter. I would like to [...]
In a stealth move that I told precious few people about, I am on the other side of the world now. I think the people on three flights I was on had an inkling that I was on the move, as did everyone on line at the three separate security lines I [...]
Chileans aren’t too big on eating food on the street. A friend of mine and I once told the story of how we were sitting on a ledge eating our lunch, and her husband couldn’t even really hear the rest of the story, as he was so busy saying, “you were doing WHAT?”
But there [...]
AND The other morning I was going up to Portillo to go for a hike (more on this, soon) and I saw a man cycling to work in a full-on suit and a bright-green tie. Bad for the drycleaning bill, yet good for making me smile.
AND I have been afraid of the dentist since [...]
I take it from what I see on the internet that I am expected to do an accounting of 2011, lauding it or maligning it. 2011 deserves neither from me, it was a year, like many others (but not this one!) with 365 days in it. There were some very good moments, and some not-so-great [...]
Now that the photos have been rescued, the latkes have been cooked and consumed, Christmas pavlova has been ingested and copious amounts of iced drinks sit ready and waiting for me to guzzle, I can finally take a minute and talk about Suriname.
I arrived to Paramaribo late, and my guesthouse had sent a shared [...]
This is a dirty rotten trick. A single photo. My way of telling you that I have now not only retrieved my photos, but have managed to find them full-sized. And I am so very pleased. And it is so very late.
Here is one picture, of the boatman loading my and L (an anthropologist [...]
In a somewhat unfortunate turn of events, I learned that you should not store thousands of photos on iPhoto. And I also learned that I’m what I’d like to call an organic user of computers, which means I go any which way and organize things how I think they should go and leave stuff everywhere. [...]
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