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The Travel Journals
Random favorite photos from my trip journals:
Group photo
Sani Pass
Lesotho

4/14/1999Roll
Rainbows
Denali Borough, AK
USA

7/5/1997Roll
Spanish Dancer
Kona, Hawai'i, HI
USA

8/3/2002Roll
Egeskov Castle
Kvaerndrup
Denmark

9/30/1997Roll
Victoria Falls
Musi-Oa-Tunya
Zambia

3/23/1999Roll
Maletsunyane Falls
Maletsunyane Falls
Lesotho

4/10/1999Roll
Carved out rooms
The Kale, Cappadocia
Turkey

3/9/1998Roll
Shela
Shela, Lamu
Kenya

6/23/1999Roll
Uluru
Uluru-Keta Tjuta, NT
Australia

4/26/2000Roll
Buddha Eyes
Gyangtse, Tibet
China

5/22/2001Roll
Sunset
Ou, Pohnpei
Micronesia

6/14/2001Roll
The individual trip journals:
April 1997 - July 2001:
The Grand Hiatus
4¼ Years / 77 Countries / 4,725 Beers
6,000+ Photos / 300,000 Miles
(Photos / Countries / Maps)
June - August 2002:
Micronesia Revisited
8 Weeks / 6 Islands / 1 Surgery
700 Photos / 14,000+ Miles
(Photos / Countries / Maps)

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We were young and our happiness dazzled us with its strength. But there was also a terrible betrayal that lay within me like a Merle Haggard song at a French restaurant. ... I could not tell the girl about the woman of the tollway, of her milk white BMW and her Jordache smile. There had been a fight. I had punched her boyfriend, who fought the mechanical bulls. Everyone told him, "You ride the bull, senor. You do not fight it." But he was lean and tough like a bad rib-eye and he fought the bull. And then he fought me. And when we finished there were no winners, just men doing what men must do. ... "Stop the car," the girl said. There was a look of terrible sadness in her eyes. She knew about the woman of the tollway. I knew not how. I started to speak, but she raised an arm and spoke with a quiet and peace I will never forget. "I do not ask for whom's the tollway belle," she said, "the tollway belle's for thee." The next morning our youth was a memory, and our happiness was a lie. Life is like a bad margarita with good tequila, I thought as I poured whiskey onto my granola and faced a new day. --Peter Applebome, International Imitation Hemingway Competition [94/1855]

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