Well into the swing of things, Rebecca and I hustled to be up and out of the apartment by 9:00 a.m. and stood out on the street corner. Nearby, a utility crew sprayed down the sidewalk, street, and gutter with high-pressure jets of water blasting away all traces of last night's revelry. I have no idea … Continue reading Diving Between Continents
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The Golden Circle Tour
We had a hard time sleeping the night previous: people (I'm guessing locals, could be tourists, maybe) were out drinking until around 4 a.m., just being loud and obnoxious. Obviously in high spirits, and good for them, and maybe I'm the only one who has a problem with what's otherwise a local custom. And if … Continue reading The Golden Circle Tour
C.W. Wilkie 