Sunday, January 16, 2011

Home - Thoughts on Travelling

The world is bigger, the world is different. I am standing in Raley's, staring, tired. Where am I? What country am I in? Who are these people? Are they happy? What music do I hear? What is life like here?  Where did they come from? What is their history?






In a daze after 20 hours of travel, I stare at my living room. Who lives here?
 So many places full of people living out their lives...working, loving, eating, dying.

Why am I here and not there, or over there? My belly is full, my house is warm. Clean water comes out of my faucets. I take these things for granted.

To travel is to die a little. I give up my daily routines, the little things that build my day minute by minute. The newspaper, the e-mail, the movie, the coffee, the pillow, the politics. I think this is good for me; I see differently, if only for a while. My thoughts are less black & white, less us and them. My world is bigger.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Iguazú II

 From Lonely Planet: "There are waterfalls and there are waterfalls. And then there is Iguazú. Nothing can prepare you for the sight and sound of so much water falling so hard from so many jungle-clad cliffs."

 Courtney gets wet!
 The zip line team
 Maureen & Courtney blissed out in the waterfall
 Big rattlesnake in the jungle! We stayed on the path after this!!
The swimmers

In the Air

Over Texas. Approaching 20 hours of travel time. Be home this afternoon.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Iguazu Falls

 We are in the tropics. Jungle, Butterflies, Snakes, water water everyhere. Waterfalls so big and wide that a picture will never capture them. A boat ride into the  mouth of the devil's throat.
A baptism in the falls. A once in a lifetime experience.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Subte - Always an Adventure

Las Madres d Plaza de Mayo

Las Madres march every Thursday in the Plaza de Mayo directly in front of the "Casa Rosada" to remember "the disappeared" during the military dictatorship of 1976-82.

They are still keeping the memory of their missing children alive, and looking for justice.

There is an excavation near our hotel where once stood a building used for incarceration and torture. They are finding bones that were buried beneath the building.

Cementario de la Recoleta




A small city on its own, Recoleta is a maze of narrow walkways, filled with history, including the tomb of Evita.