You can find the last batch of photos, about two dozen of old town Queretaro, here. If you are interested in reading about Mexico you can go here. I’ll be writing up at least one more blog post on Mexico and probably another one on the whole archeology field school experience. Those you can find […]
Queretaro was not a place I’d ever thought I’d visit and yet here I am—and that is a story I will get to in a bit. Yesterday, the 5th of August, was one of those days where everything came together—the magnificent drive from Orizaba (Mexico’s big brewing town) up into the Sierra Madre Oriental, […]
Monday begins the fourth and final week of the Belize archeology field school. This has been an enormous amount of hard work. On Monday my digging technically ended. I am now in the lab analyzing the enormous hoard of ceramics we excavated. As I know nothing of Mayan ceramics it’s been a crash course in […]
Tomorrow morning I catch the southbound bus to Laredo at 900.
I’ll arrive in Laredo about 1145, walk across the border at International Bridge #1, take the city bus to the new primera classe bus station and catch the first available to Mexico City.
After that, who knows? I have to be in Belize on […]
I need some help from the ladies.
How does one extrapolate, infer, or deduct and induct the role of women in a society 1,000 years old with pretty much nothing but textile fragments, kitchen and cooking utensils and a very, very thin literary record to go on?
I know I am missing something. And I […]
Rolling into Flores as late as we did I stressed finding a decent hotel. Not to worry: La Casona de la Isla, a little boutique hotel (a term I use very loosely for Guatemala) came complete with hot showers, an air conditioner, two beds, a pool, wifi (for father’s epic iPhone addiction) and a lovely […]
Up at 530. Cold shower. Teeth a-chattering. Clothed. Grab bags. On way to airport. Arrived. Ticketed. Take shoes off. Security. On the jetway.
Then we wait inside the plane—almost a full hour—for clearance to take off from the brand new tarmac of El Salvador’s national airport.
“I’m not impressed with the airline,” said my Dad.
First morning in El Salvador. Got the drop on three waves, didn’t ride them long. Out of shape and out of practice. Surfing is decidedly not like riding a bike. You lose skills when you don’t use them. But it was fun. As a buddy I met at Popoyo in 2009 says, “El Tunco’s a […]
Here is a photographic collection, so far, of all the “jays” I’ve seen in the world. Seven of the eight come from the Western Hemisphere, but one is from India and is called the Indian Tree Pie. We’ll start with him:
You can see the rest here.
December 17, 2013: Pelicans glide inches above the cresting waves. The rising sun glistens pinkish and oblique across the Pacific Ocean and carries me back to yesterday, where we left Granada about 930am—Hernán was with us—and the driver was a big, giant of a man whose hands never left the ten and two o’clock position […]
Woke up yesterday and immediately jumped into an ice cold shower: penance for my lack of vigilance the night before. You see, it’s been, what, four years since I’ve been on the road like this? A long time to lose critical skills like remembering to ask the hotelier (more like a roach motel, but hey) […]
So, here’s a photo dump. You remember those, no? The full set can be found here. The most recent photos begin here and move forward. Enjoy!
The Brunette and I took an end of the year trip to West Texas. As you have most likely heard, we got married. Should you be so inclined, our “wedding” photos can be seen here. Enjoy!
Last batch of photos begin here. The full set can be found here. The Brunette and I had an absolute blast.
There is little to say about the drive from Lake Tahoe to Yosemite National Park except, wow! The next batch of photos begins here and moves forward. The full set is here.
In a day or so I’ll post photos from the drive from Yosemite to San Francisco. Enjoy!