Monday, December 3, 2007

Market Day

Way back in 1987, independent travel to China was just beginning so there was little help for people like me, searching Shanghai for the office that sold tickets on the barges that went up the Yangtze River. But that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, because I ended up wandering around the old city and stumbling upon an entirely different world, where eels and chickens and pigeons were being sold on every conceivable inch of narrow alley and side street.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Smiling Faces


One of my favorite trips was to Turkey, where I spent several days rafting and hiking near a small village named Yusufeli. On one trek, we came upon a small school where the children clamored to have their pictures taken.

Mount Everest


When we took off from Paro, Bhutan on our way to New Delhi, India, it was overcast and gray. Nothing could have prepared us for this spectacular view of Mount Everest, caught just as the plane rose above the dense cloud layer.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Red Earth


When a friend of mine moved to Australia with her husband, I knew it was my next destination. Fortunately, like me, they wanted an experience, not luxury. So the three of use drove from Adelaide to Alice Springs, mostly on unpaved ("unsealed" as they say down under) roads, including this one that leads to the Olgas -- not as famous as Ayers Rock, but just as stunning in its magical appearance out of nowhere.

The Floating Market in Srinagar


When I set off to travel around the world, I had never heard of Kashmir. It didn't make the news much in 1987. But at every hostel I stayed at, and every cheap cafe recommended by Lonely Planet, everyone said, "You must go to Kashmir." Eventually, I had to give in, and I'm so glad I did. There's no place in the world more beautiful and it was well worth waking up at dawn to see Srinagar's floating market in action.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Monks In Bhutan


One of the things you first notice in Bhutan is how young so many of the monks are. Next is how the light shines through the wooden slats and carvings on the windows of the monastaries. This photo captures both.

New Delhi At Dusk


Traveling through Bhutan and India with a 7 year old is difficult; challenging but rewarding. By the time we returned to Delhi from Agra, we were wiped out, but there was so much of New Delhi that we hadn't seen. So we hired a car and asked him just to drive us around the city before taking us to the airport for evening flight home.

A Proud Homeowner


During our trip to South Africa, we spent several days at the Zulu Nyala game reserve. Penn was the only native Zulu guide and we were lucky to be in his land rover each day. One morning, we asked if he would show us his village -- where he really lived, not some faux tourist set-up -- and he eagerly agreed. It was one of the best, if not the best, day of the trip.

Watching The World


I've jumped out of airplanes, rafted in Turkey, trekked in Nepal, and bunji jumped over the Zambezi. Who says lawyers are boring? On this blog, I'll share some of my trips and photos of my adventures.