I camped next to the covered picnic table near my car.
City view in Lisbon.
It's a lovely little church.
Many colorful streets in Havana.
I took a bunch of stupid selfies and this was my favorite.
Rick and Marloes. They actually don't live in Amsterdam proper, but a nearby town called Amstelveen that's about 30 minutes from central Amsterdam by public transit. Their place is quiet and spacious and I liked it a lot. They were great hosts. Lots of laughs.
Batting practice with the Mattesons. I swung a baseball bat for the first time in years, hit 2 home runs on a field built for 12-year olds, and felt like some sort of Greek god.
We had our beers at #12 Rua do Zaire, which was filled with old Portuguese men who all seemed to know each other watching soccer. They shared their lupini bean and olive bar snacks with us. Beers were 1E, or two for 1.5E.
Tierra Amarilla from US-64 west of Taos.
This was the coolest store I saw on the drive. In Ontario somewhere.
11 A.M. wine break in Flagstaff.
There are two bars in Churchill. After polar bear tours end at 5:00 or so, people tend to head there. The town is small enough that everyone seems to know everybody, and you seem the same people repeatedly during your stay.
Balcony above Royal.
Our guest book entry.
Hotel Fontenac near sunset.
Take one bottle of this delicious beer, add equal amount vanilla ice cream and a teaspoon or two of chocolate syrup, blend, and serve. Then repeat at least twice.
They talked me into doing a couple.
Went to a place called Schweizerhaus and had deep fried pig leg, and a bunch of other stuff. Fried pig leg was excellent. As hungover breakfast the next morning, it was even better.
Monastery of St. Jerome. Saint Paul at bottom center.
Closer view of front.
Sage advice from the Zebracorn at Peniche Point.
Chillin' on a boat.
Driving through the Jicarilla Reservation, I enjoyed the old-school Smokey poster along with the cattle-crossing sign that had been blasted by a shotgun or two.
The process? Take a xerox copy of a chunk of a Rembrandt painting (at left here), flip it upside down and try to draw it yourself starting with the dark parts first and going to the light parts. At right is my attempt. Spent 90 minutes drawing the first picture I'd drawn in 20 years and it was a blast. The Japanese lady next to me drew a duplicate so amazing the museum staff all came to check it out. One of them said they could hang it in the pupils exhibition and no one would know it wasn't real. I took a picture of it but lost it unfortunately.
Figgy keeping watch.
Overserved Vida at the Taos Mesa Brewery.
Bar do Bruno.
The ideal boozy breakfast milkshake. Serve on ice.
Last Supper art piece next to the ghost town of Rhyolite near Death Valley.
View in Dilijan NP.
The Elephants of St. Jerome.
Scott launching Riley as Paige looks on.
Drove from Quebec City to Thompson, MB via northern Ontario and Quebec. Took about 4 beautiful days.
Lots of kitesurfers.
The museum had stuff dissidents had kept in their cells. This is a set of dominoes which a political prisoner named Carlos Alexandre made while he was locked up. He was eventually freed and later donated this to the museum. I found this particular item especially affecting. I love that he decorated and signed the little box for his prison dominoes.