Maureen and Larry Green

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Maureen and Larry Green

Peru in January- April 2010 to learn Spanish



Africa » Morocco » Marrakech-Tensift-El Haouz » Marrakech February 27th 2014

I'm loathe to admit it, but I must be only moderately attractive because he obviously wasn't aroused when he showed me his ... you know ... stuff. OK, raise your hand if you've ever found yourself sitting naked except for your Hanes' boxer underwear on a hot, wet, polished cement floor, surrounded by men, young and old, who speak only Arabic. Then one well-proportioned young fellow looks directly at you, right at YOU, and discretely lowers the band of his shorts displaying his junk with a come hither look. But seriously, this was the admittedly surreal vision in front of me as I sat in a traditional Moroccan "Hammam" (Public Bath) within the Souk of Marrakech. Let's move on, we can come back to this later. ....................................…. A Day's Journey Our day began bright and clear, ... read more
Playing in Ifrane
Just another Canadian in Morocco...
Congestion in Jemaa el-Fnaa Square…

Africa » Morocco » Fès-Boulemane » Fes February 26th 2014

There is mystery and music and intrigue for me in the names Fez and Marrakech. They sound exotic and foreign and romantic. Maybe even a touch dangerous or threatening. I feel some excitement at the thought of seeing, feeling, hearing, even tasting the experience of locales that have only been names until now. Both of these Moroccan cities have been immortalized in popular songs of my era: "The Fez" by Steely Dan in the 1970's which is actually using fez as a slang term for condom, and Crosby, Stills, and Nash 1969 song "Marrakech Express", written by Graham Nash after a 1966 train ride from Casabla... read more
YEP, I got my Fez on in Fez!!
An Overview of Part of Fez
Ancient Gateway to University in Fez

Africa » Morocco » Grand Casablanca » Casablanca February 23rd 2014

The Moroccan policeman has a smile on his face that looks pasted-on friendly but it's pretty clear to us all that there's serious intent as he reaches forward and touches my arm over and over. Even our ever-smiling guide Redouane ("Red-One") has lost the happy light in his eyes. But that's not important just yet ... let's go back just a bit. ................................ RABAT, Morocco It's like a symphony performed with the lights turned out. The sounds float on the cool pre-dawn air into our hotel room through the window left open to allow fresh air that won't come from the non-functioning A/C unit. First, the sweetly lyrical but haunting chant crying out through the loudspeaker that calls the Muslim faithful to the first of their 5 times daily prayer. Then a... read more
As Time Goes By...
Local Casablanca Woman in Hijab
Night Flight Leaves Dallas for Madrid

North America » United States » Virginia » Fredericksburg September 28th 2013

Let us cross over the river, and rest under the shade of the trees." Last words -- Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson ..................................... December 12, 1862 — Fredericksburg, Virginia The morning air is chill, but not freezing, thank God. I’m wearing the standard blue woollen Union army uniform, my McClellan cap or kepi sitting low over my brow, a long-barrelled musket held tight in my nervously-sweaty hands. There’s a frighteningly long straight line of my Illinois friends and neighbours on either side of me, with whom I’ve marched through many dark, cold nights. We are McClelland’s Dragoons, Company A, come from the farms just outside Chicago. There were times on this march to Fredericksburg when freezing rain made the chill run so deep into my core... read more
Union Soldiers Cemetery - Fredericksburg
Wandering the Battlefield
Peter the Park Ranger

North America » United States » Virginia » Charlottesville September 25th 2013

Goodnight Jim-Bob … Goodnight Mary-Ellen… Goodnight Mama…………. Goodnight Elizabeth. Ike Godsey, the Baldwin sisters, the Recipe, Charlottesville. If you don’t recognize any of these familiar words and names then you probably won’t want to read on any further. I’m on a good old-style road trip through 9 U.S. states, finding a part of America previously unknown to my eyes. Yesterday, leaving the musical fumes of country behind, we motored out of Music City, Nashville, in the early morning haze, heavy fog and mist layered like cotton-batting over the green deciduous hillsides. We headed east on the wide, truck-loaded freeways, escaping Tennessee, a few hours later finding ourselves in the state of Virginia. Every 5 to 10 miles there’s an off-ramp leading to an almost identical co... read more
The Soupy Fog on Walton's Mountain
Walton's General Store
The Schuyler Church aka Walton's Museum

North America » United States » Tennessee » Nashville September 20th 2013

Nashville Sept 19 ... On the Road Again... At 4 foot 10 in. height, Little Jimmy Dickens shuffled into the spotlights of the Grand Ole Opry stage in his blue rhinestone-bejeweled outfit, towering cowboy hat stuck high on his head stretching his stature well above 5 feet tall. In the heady days of years earlier he would stride out with a big electric smile and a guitar strapped around his neck to stand small at the microphone in the famed oak-wood circle at centre stage. For decades, Little Jim... read more
Old Crow Medicine Show sing their bluegrass magic
Heartthrob Hunter Hayes
Kentucky Soybeans Grow Near Lincoln's Birthplace in Hodgenville Kentucky

Europe » Spain » Catalonia » Barcelona October 22nd 2012

In just a short 3 days... the murky, heavy dampness of a grey Glasgow has penetrated deep into our bones. Temperatures around 5C or so, the persistent hard rains are followed by misty cloud-like dew that settles lightly, pleasantly, on your face as you walk along. Then once again, the downpour begins. And for a few moments here or there, there is no falling or drifting moisture and it feels out of place...strange. Give the umbrella a short, well deserved nap. As an American vice-presidential candidate might say in a debate, I KNEW Barcelona, Glasgow...You Sir are NO Barcelona" The smiles and warmth of the people we've encountered has taken away some of the "coolth" and sting of the dramatic weather shift from Barcelona to Scotland. Scots, like the stereotypical Canadian (at least of old!) are ... read more
TRISTE (Sad!)-Final class day in Barcelona
Curry Night in Glasgow
Haggis Over Baked Potato!

Europe » Spain » Catalonia » Barcelona » Barcelona October 13th 2012

My heart raced just a bit when he came at me, long knife extended in my direction. YIKES! We were in one of the large modern malls in Barcelona. Just like many North American shopping centres, it had Sephora and Pull & Bear and Tiffanys and a food court with Burger King, McDonalds, Starbucks and a dozen, maybe 15 other European chains to feed the masses. But the one place that had caught my eye over and over again from the moment we arrived in Barcelona was the meat shop in the centre of the walkway. It contained a foot-outward facing line-up of 15 or 20 cured pig legs, like semi-nude pin-up girls in the Follies Bergere, hooves included, each laying flat out horizontal on a vice to hold the gam steady. Each "Iberica" (Spain is ... read more
Dancing Fountains in front of the National Museum of Catalonia Art
Gaudi's Design

Europe » Spain » Catalonia » Barcelona » Barcelona October 7th 2012

When we came to Barcelona, we fully expected a warm, celebratory airport greeting from Penelope Cruz and Scarlett Johannson, actors in the Woody Allen movie, "Vicky Cristina Barcelona". Didn't happen! They must have confused the flight numbers and stood at the wrong gate. Oh well...we have encountered a number of other famous people on the streets and in the metro, cafes and restaurants. John Cleese of Monty Python fame ate paella two tables away from us at a restaurant near the beaches... Jason Alexander (George on Seinfeld) rides the metro with us in the mornings...Salman Rushdie (Satanic Verses author) strolls past us each morning in front of the cafe where we take our cafe con leches before class. Sorry... lies all (we think), but it is fun to celebrity watch and pick out similar looking faces ... read more
Maureen Brown Noses with the Instructors
MEET RAQUEL
TAPA TIME!

Europe » Spain » Catalonia » Barcelona » Barcelona September 27th 2012

Arturo says "Ballet!...ballet!...ballet!" Well, actually, Arturo, one of our two daily Spanish teachers really says, "Vale!", but in espanol it sounds like "ballet". Our first day of classes, Arturo, a 31 year old, skinny, scruffy-bearded, good-natured chico said "Vale" at the end of just about each sentence. We had no idea what this meant. Never heard the word before. Finally, I couldn't resist asking. "What the heck are you saying Arturo?"...of course I asked in Spanish. Vale is the same as OK (but only in Spain, not other Spanish-speaking countries) he replied...so don't say OK, say Vale! Now I say Vale, Vale, Vale to Arturo as often as I can, and he gets an impish, mischievous grin on his face knowing I'm teasing him. Barcelona, as many know, is in t... read more
MAN ON THE FRINGE with his harem
EL PROFESOR ARTURO!
PAELLA by the Mediterranean




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