Sunday, June 10, 2012
Akihabara Storm
The neon lights reflected off the wet road. Clear umbrellas shielding and folding against the wind. Waves of rain lashing through the buildings. Echoes of Blade Runner.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Tsjukiji
It was 4:30am and slightly drizzling. We made the 10 minute walk to the market from the Marriott Courtyard Ginza. Glaring lights on boxes of exotic fruits of the sea. The tuna auction begins. Sushi beckons. We take our seats at the small sushi place around the corner. The family from Iowa joins in - me, happily feasting on raw fish variations - you and rocketgirl shaking your heads.
Tears in Rain
The man thanked us for visiting Japan. Memories of tsunami footage came back. He made a slow full bow. You and your mom's beautiful faces reflecting in the window on our way to Ginza.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Great Barrier Reef
Clear azure water beckoning from the seat at the back of the boat. Coral gardens and tropical fish reflecting off the surface.
Diving into paradise.
Diving into paradise.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Mt Buller
Brown, yellow and red snow gums. Brilliant white snow pockets on the branches. Multicolored figures gliding down slope. Victorian Alps stretching to the horizon. Snow flakes against my visor. The hill going into motion beneath the skis.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Total Eclipse
The shadow sweeped in from the West. Silence slowly descended. The black moon moved across the sun disk. It was dark. The diamond appeared on the edge of the disk. Dawn flowed in. Total solar eclipse in Musina in Africa.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Black Stallion
The African savannah started moving towards us reflected on the shining black canvas of the bonnet. Lazy jazz tunes providing a soundtrack to African bushveld and game.
The Black Stallion started to gallop on air towards Skukuza.
The Black Stallion started to gallop on air towards Skukuza.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Spitfire
It was a cool September afternoon.
We travelled past the Dover cliffs and came to the Battle of Britain memorial, a young aviator staring at the sky, frozen in stone.
Battle of the Brave.
RIP.
We travelled past the Dover cliffs and came to the Battle of Britain memorial, a young aviator staring at the sky, frozen in stone.
Battle of the Brave.
RIP.
Graffiti
The room was small with pale white walls. Sun rays entering the small high window.
In the distance the snow capped Alps.
The cell the Man in the Iron Mask called home.
Graffiti held by the walls.
Ile Ste Marguerite in the dusk of Cannes awakening to the night.
In the distance the snow capped Alps.
The cell the Man in the Iron Mask called home.
Graffiti held by the walls.
Ile Ste Marguerite in the dusk of Cannes awakening to the night.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Big Apple
Wandered down 5th Avenue. Horses with their carriages trotting towards the green of Central Park. Yellow cabs hooting.
Two hot dogs with everything on.
Wandered over to the Park.
Skyscraper outlines softened by green brush.
New Yorkers enjoying the Sunday afternoon.
Spring in Gotham.
Two hot dogs with everything on.
Wandered over to the Park.
Skyscraper outlines softened by green brush.
New Yorkers enjoying the Sunday afternoon.
Spring in Gotham.
Windy City
O'Hare disappeared into the distance.
The Windy City skyline started drifting into view.
The twin spikes of the Sears tower piercing the sky disappeared reflected in the water of Lake Michigan.
New York awaited.
The Windy City skyline started drifting into view.
The twin spikes of the Sears tower piercing the sky disappeared reflected in the water of Lake Michigan.
New York awaited.
Sacre Coeur
We have returned again.
The service was coming to a close. The songs echoed through the church.
You and your mom lighted candles.
Our journey would be safe.
The service was coming to a close. The songs echoed through the church.
You and your mom lighted candles.
Our journey would be safe.
Holy City
The dusk was flowing in. I sat down beside a tree overlooking the Old City walls. The air of history and sense of holiness was tangible anchoring one in place.
David, Solomon, the Crusaders, Knights Templar, Saladin, Marco Polo walked here.
Jesus of Nazareth suffered and triumphed here.
I humbly got up and walked back to the hotel.
David, Solomon, the Crusaders, Knights Templar, Saladin, Marco Polo walked here.
Jesus of Nazareth suffered and triumphed here.
I humbly got up and walked back to the hotel.
Coral Lagoon
The current took me west. Warm Indian Ocean water gently carrying me centimeters over the multi-colored coral sheltering neon colored fish towards the floating platform where I will rest and wave back to you.
Larvotto
Baby feet making small footprints in the sand. Me and your mother holding your hands and guiding you towards the water. Small feet making friends with the Med at Monte Carlo's Larvotto beach.
Mist over Africa
The rainbows reflected off myriad falling water drops. The gorge snaked through the rugged cliffs being sculpted by millions of tons of well traveled African rains.
African Renaissance mirrored off the Smoke that Thunders.
African Renaissance mirrored off the Smoke that Thunders.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Isola 2000
We winded up the road to Isola 2000. A 75 km trip from Cannes via Nice that I always looked forward to during the working week in Sophia Antipolis. The melt water river was a blue green brown color.
Snow flakes hitting my face as we glided down the slope towards the valley.
Snow flakes hitting my face as we glided down the slope towards the valley.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Roma
After the Spanish Steps we wandered into a nearby mall.
Two Italian girls walked over and cooed around your pram - "Bella Bambina, Bella Bambina!"
Two very proud and happy parents and a gurgling daughter bubbled further into beloved Roma.
Two Italian girls walked over and cooed around your pram - "Bella Bambina, Bella Bambina!"
Two very proud and happy parents and a gurgling daughter bubbled further into beloved Roma.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Ferry
The Hong Kong skyline oscillated slightly. Ship horns echoed. Delicious smells filled the air drifting over from Tsim Sha Tsui. A light rain began to fall.
Central beckoned.
Central beckoned.
Huitres
The pyramid silhouette of Mont St Michel pierced the flat horizon and disappeared behind us.
The small bay of Cancale appeared. Oyster heaven. We stopped the Avis rental on our way back to St Malo and had a feast of two dozen "huitres".
Normandy coast treasures.
The small bay of Cancale appeared. Oyster heaven. We stopped the Avis rental on our way back to St Malo and had a feast of two dozen "huitres".
Normandy coast treasures.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Traffic Jam
The traffic was backed up.
The green leaves were lightly swaying in the early spring Pennsylvania air.
We were traveling no faster than the Amish horse drawn cart in front of us.
The cars behind hooted their impatience.
The green leaves were lightly swaying in the early spring Pennsylvania air.
We were traveling no faster than the Amish horse drawn cart in front of us.
The cars behind hooted their impatience.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Bull Fight
The tension was palpable. There was a sense of fear and excitement.
The matador waved the bull passed and arched over with his swords.
Ole! echoed into the warm Barcelona afternoon.
The smell of blood was in the air.
The matador waved the bull passed and arched over with his swords.
Ole! echoed into the warm Barcelona afternoon.
The smell of blood was in the air.
Pamplona
Red neck scarves piercing the air. Dancing until 2am. South Africa, Germany, US and Spain passing the Pastis until morning.
The black shadows were ready to run.
The black shadows were ready to run.
Tiger Tiger
The cigar smoke lifted slowly. Another round, ladies and gentlemen?
Celebrating another successful project.
Tiger Tiger, London, burning bright.
Celebrating another successful project.
Tiger Tiger, London, burning bright.
Jump
The green valley appeared blurry in the air rush.
My foot on the step. 3,2,1. Jump.
The canopy filled with air and silence accompanied me to the green field below.
My foot on the step. 3,2,1. Jump.
The canopy filled with air and silence accompanied me to the green field below.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Cape Kennedy
The Alamo rental cruised gently past the repeating pattern of Taco Bells, KFC's and McDonalds.
A Florida radio station twining away.
Cape Kennedy appeared - Apollo beckoned.
Land of the brave.
A Florida radio station twining away.
Cape Kennedy appeared - Apollo beckoned.
Land of the brave.
Boeing
Everett.
At last, after the three hours from Vancouver.
A tail-fin moving over the highway.
The Boeing tour starts.
Made it.
At last, after the three hours from Vancouver.
A tail-fin moving over the highway.
The Boeing tour starts.
Made it.
Rocket Girl
You lay in the portable carrier grinning and kicking. Toothless and happy.
Rocket Girl.
Watch out World.
Rocket Girl.
Watch out World.
KL
The Petronas towers shimmered in the after thunderstorm late afternoon light framed in the 23 floor windows of the Prince Hotel. Multicolored umbrellas flitted between buildings avoiding the last drops.
CNN in the background.
Just had our Skype videonference.
Missed you both.
CNN in the background.
Just had our Skype videonference.
Missed you both.
Chamonix
The Chamonix valley stretched out far below shimmering in the summer blue air. The footpath was narrow. The Japanese tourist group was approaching. Twenty bows and Hai's later the glacier appeared - blue cracks in ice white - eye candy. Mont Blanc stood guard in the background. Multi colored paragliders caressed the white clouds.
I was looking forward to the fondue in the evening.
I was looking forward to the fondue in the evening.
Como
The room overlooked the piazza. Thought I was in a Fellini movie.
Strolled down to the the lake's edge. The Lake Como ferry was waiting. Bellagio next stop.
Sat back and enjoyed the scenery of villas and landscaped gardens passing by reflected in the calm lake waters.
A water plane took off.
Arrived at Belaggio - spring captured in hanging flower pots - Alpine snow-covered peaks in the background.
Strolled down to the the lake's edge. The Lake Como ferry was waiting. Bellagio next stop.
Sat back and enjoyed the scenery of villas and landscaped gardens passing by reflected in the calm lake waters.
A water plane took off.
Arrived at Belaggio - spring captured in hanging flower pots - Alpine snow-covered peaks in the background.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Blanket
You showed me your Singapore. Rich flavours of food, colors, cultures, tapestry of East and West, faiths intertwined, drinking it in.
I wrapped it around me like a blanket and snuggled next to you.
I wrapped it around me like a blanket and snuggled next to you.
Mirror
The room overlooked the blue-green bay in Langkawi.
You burned your hand with the iron.
I burned my leg on the scooter returning from town with KFC.
We were happy and free.
You burned your hand with the iron.
I burned my leg on the scooter returning from town with KFC.
We were happy and free.
Mischief
You sat in her hand. Who is this person? Big brown eyes staring past floppy ears.
I laughed - it was an easy sale.
The Beagle was home.
I laughed - it was an easy sale.
The Beagle was home.
Autobahn
The pedal was flat against the floor. The Avis Golf GTI just broke past 210 km/h.
Heaven on earth in the far left lane on our way to Stuttgart.
Heaven on earth in the far left lane on our way to Stuttgart.
Limousine
We were eight in the limo. Taking our first night out from St Charles to Chicago. The city lights moving along the window. Toasting to our first week of training.
US, Mexico, UK, Saudi Arabia, China, France, South Africa tearing up the town.
US, Mexico, UK, Saudi Arabia, China, France, South Africa tearing up the town.
First Date
It was raining. You had a white dress on. You smiled nervously nodding hello. I turned around. You were in my heart already.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Turtle
The clear azure water was balmy. My early morning snorkel off Kurumathi in the Maldives had just started. A shadow approached from the right - the turtle was investigating the coral and happily navigating through them.
The two fish were still following behind me in a row.
The two fish were still following behind me in a row.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
First Steps
It was a sunny Sunday morning. Our 18th floor Marriott room overlooked Downtown in Philadelphia framed in the large windows. Taxi cabs looked like small baby cars way down below. We just awoke and saw a small head bobbing along the edge of the bed.
Your first steps.
Your first steps.
First Crawl
It was a lazy sunny day in Cannes. CNN was flickering in the background on the screen. We just had our usual Saturday morning stroll down to the beach. Boats were heading to Ile Ste Margeurite. Yachts were rocking in the breeze.
You started crawling to me - big smile on your face - faster and faster.
I caught you and swung you around.
You bubbled into the room where your mom was waiting and happily laughing.
You started crawling to me - big smile on your face - faster and faster.
I caught you and swung you around.
You bubbled into the room where your mom was waiting and happily laughing.
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