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MLK, Booker T., and Steve

It’s Martin Luther King, Jr.’s birthday holiday and I spend time looking at two portraits among many on my wall in my office – Booker T. Washington and Martin Luther King, Jr. The photo of Washington is a copy of a Civil War era silver print portrait with the body stiff and formal.  My favorite…

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Ayurvedic Yoga on the Yucatan Peninsula

When my travel companion suggested a trip to Mexico to embark on a yoga Ayruvedic meditative retreat, I thought about it for a few minutes and enthusiastically agreed.  I stared in blankness as I imagined myself with only a loincloth in a carpet-lined kiva in front of a fire with naked and well-oiled women chanting…

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Steve Jobs and Me

The photo above is of Steve Jobs and me.  There’s Steve sitting down.  He is attentively listening to me.  This is amazing in itself as Steve wasn’t known as a big “listener” kind of guy. The tall guy bending over and pointing to something on a computer screen is me.  I’m telling Steve how we…

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European Weekend in Lisbon, Day 2 and 3

Kathi, my long powerful legged travel companion, and I start our weekend in Lisbon with a bike tour through the city. There was a miscommunication at the hotel and on Friday night late there was no tour reservation for us.  (All on them I swear… my Portuguese is superb albeit a bit more classical than…

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Lisbon, The Edge of the Old World, Day 1

I have been in Lisbon for some three days and already I have hung out with a thousand completely naked middle aged men outside in public; inappropriately handled one bosom of an innocent thirty-something girl while we both looked at each other wondering what I am doing; intervened in one (so far) complete stranger’s addiction…

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Pyrenees — Barcelona Consell Vi (Day 2)

I’m a tad late today in writing.  There is some kind of additive here in Catalonia that they put in the wine.  Its a marketing ploy I am sure.  There is some Barcelona Wine Council or Barcelona Consell Vi in some neighborhood high up on the hill close to Tibidabo where the Mediterranean breeze keeps overweight bureaucrats cool in a…

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Belize… The Jungle! (Day 2)

We find our adventurers only slightly hung over from good wine and inhaled Jaguar urine from the night before and ready to depart on an 11 mile hike through the jungles of the high country in Belize.  We are with our guide, a local Mayan named Eddie, who lives about 45 minutes away in a…

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Belize — Ancient Mayans (Day 3)

James, our guide, picks us up in the morning and we head for our destination a few hours away along a dirt road and past more than one army sentry.  James is Mayan from the village of Ox Mul Kah now called San Antonia Village (post Spain occupation of course.)  He owns a farm with…

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