Africa 2017: Photo Preview

Three months later I’m finally going through the thousands of photos from Africa in September. Here is my top 10 preview. More to come soon.

 

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Baby elephant in Victoria Falls
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The Herd
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Colorful
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Hip Hip Hoorey (Hippos)
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Baby cub
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Very baby
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Night kill
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Waiting for mom to let them feed
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Pre-mating
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Penguin

The big trip 2017: Stop 1, Dubai layover

With unfamiliar foreign travel, there is always a moment. Long past the exhaustion of endless airport walkways,  navigating through the invisible borders of a foreign nation’s immigration queue, the joy of a successful ATM, and you finally find your ride. You sit down, settle in, exhale, look outside and realize the travel is over, and smile as you know that you … have … arrived.

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Milwaukee?

Wisconsin, rightly or wrongly, has never been high on my bucket list. I’ve only been once, on a road trip where Jerry required a stop at his only religious site, Lambeau Field.
So a family wedding (and direct flight, thanks #iflyalaska) presented a great excuse to visit a city that apparently made this year’s NY Times top 100 places to visit.  Read more

Washington Summer Weekend: Kayak camping in the San Juan Islands

It is a fall of firsts, starting with a weekend in August that featured my first yoga retreat, first time sea kayaking, first time camping from a boat, first time to Friday Harbor, and the list goes on. The weekend involved 11 remarkable women, 6 kayaks, 20+ miles on the water, a hump back whale, lots of laughter, seals, bald eagles, mouthwatering local produce and delicious meals, a quaint BNB, a rainy night in a tent, being wet and cold, delighting in the sun, four Orcas, with a few sessions of yoga thrown in for good measure and a delightful massage to recover from it all. My only regret, the fact this was my first time to the San Juans since high school!

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Back to the homeland: A weekend of old and new in Anchorage

As the t-shirts say, I was “Alaska Grown.” When I moved south to Gig Harbor at age 12, I constantly threatened my family I’d return to UAA for college and there was nothing they could do to stop me. (I apparently got over it by the time I was 18.)

But I haven’t been back much, and with the convenient excuse of The Shins playing a set in the parking lot of a pizzeria, Jerry was not only onboard – he was the instigator.

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Moroccan Adventure

I was getting restless during my second stay at the W Santiago. Using the blissful high speed internet – the first halfway decent internet access in two months – I decided to plan out the rest of the trip. This was early September, and I needed to be in Rome by September 21.

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