"What I did on summer vacation..."

I'm sitting in an airport now, hoping we'll make a flight to Seattle to see the kids. We got home around 10 last night from a group river rafting trip to North Carolina. We went with 16 other friends and had a great. I left for this trip only 2 days after I got home from Spain, and one of those days was spent in Oklahoma trying to find a place for B to live next year. I believe I may be running out of gas! I had so much fun in Spain, but lack the concentration right now to document much of it. It's enough to say that I ate everything I could and took tons of pictures. My cultural voyeurism took me from 3rd world areas in Morocco to the "playground of the rich and famous" in Marbella. I don't have to tell you that the rich and famous did not let us on the equipment is this "playground"! It was so neat to reconnect with my old friends and compare and contrast our memories of high school. I felt so fortunate to have the time to talk about where our lives have taken us. Fatigue, wine and the darkness of the night while we sat on the balcony made the memories and sharing life experiences (both good and bad) that had shaped our adults lives flow. It was a fabulous time.

A few points from the trip and then some pictures.

- there are indeed cute garbage men in Spain, but the firemen are incredible. I have photographic documentation.

- riding camels is a lot more fun to contemplate that do.

- I just like to think cultural diversity is something to which I can easily adjust. The Casbah brought to light my narrow and priviledged life.

-ditto on topless sunbathing. Glad I live in a culture that doesn't embrace something in which I couldn't confidently participate.

-don't forget to learn the organ meats in the language that is spoken (something I usually do)where you are visiting. We almost made a SERIOUS mistake involving brains.

This in one of our favorite spots in the town where we stayed. Note the man in the door. We saw him at the "disco" a few nights later. Proof that not every man in Spain is good looking. Unfortunately for my friend, he was the only one that actively pursued her. The market in Tangiers.

This is for my friends Ginger and Roseanne. Outside our hotel in Marbella.