Nagorno Karabakh
Into war torn Nagorno Karabakh through the Lachin Corridor. (more to come)
Chronicles of Wanderlust
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"The whisper of the desert wind - - the tinkling of the camel's bell"
“I set out on my travels knowing, or thinking I knew, how men should live, how be governed, how educated, what they should believe. I had my views on every activity of life. On my return, I find myself without any of these pleasing certainties.”
- Aldous Huxley
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Washington, D.C.
Posts
- 1001 Arabian Nights and Scheherazade
- A Night in the Sahara
- Abu Dhabi - Dubai and the Empty Quarter
- Algerian Easter
- Angkor Wat Cambodia
- Arafat and the Palestinians
- Beijing China
- Berlin Torches
- Cape Hatteras
- Chesapeake Bay
- Clara and the War
- DMZ Korea
- Escape from Bratislava Czechoslovakia
- Everest Expedition
- Falls Church and the Battle Hymn of the Republic
- Flying an F-16 Fighter Jet
- Germany
- Going to the Sun Road Montana
- Great Daylight Fireball
- Havasupai Death March - Grand Canyon
- Hong Kong Harbour at Night
- Israel and the Dead Sea
- Japan
- Kathmandu Nepal
- Magnificent St. Peter's of Rome
- Momotombo
- Montreal
- Moscow and Red Square
- Nagorno Karabakh
- Nags Head OBX and OC
- New York City after 9/11
- Night Dive in the Turks and Caicos Islands
- Normandy Beach with Dvorak
- Petra Jordan and Wadi Rum of Lawrence of Arabia
- Q8
- Qatar with Sheikh Ali
- Rainy Night in Paris
- Santorini and Sinking Ships
- Sarah Chang
- Shocking Discoveries in Vienna Austria
- Stockholm Girl
- Taj Mahal India
- Temple of the Emerald Buddha Bangkok Thailand
- The Pyramids
- Thomas Jefferson Country
- Toklat Lodge and the Huskies
- Topkapi and Istanbul Turkey
- Train out of Athens
- Trevi Fountain Rome
- Tribute to National Geographic
- Ustupo Island Panama
- Washington DC.September 11
- Westminster Abbey
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"The whisper of the desert wind - - the tinkling of the camel's bell"
“I set out on my travels knowing, or thinking I knew, how men should live, how be governed, how educated, what they should believe. I had my views on every activity of life. On my return, I find myself without any of these pleasing certainties.”
- Aldous Huxley
Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."
Paul Bowles