Maureen and Larry Green


Maureen and Larry Green

Peru in January- April 2010 to learn Spanish

Asia » India » Rajasthan » Chittorgarh January 29th 2017

Musician in the streets of Jaipur Struggling with feelings of doubt or low self-esteem? I have just the place for you. After settling into a picturesque, bougainvillea-festooned Maharaja's estate in this small town of Karauli, not far from Agra, India, our group of 10... Brits, Americans, Aussies and we Canucks... wandered out the front gates of the palace, clambered aboard flatbed carts attached by long wooden poles to large camel-toned... you guessed it... camels. Two carts, two camels, 5 pale-white tourists per flatbed and we were off. The mid-afternoon sun settled over us warmly as the camels began slowly trodding forward into the narrow streets of the town. Sitting immediately behind the behind of the camel, its rump muscles shifting smoothly up and down like pistons, I'm a bit surprised there isn't a stronger animal scent ... read more

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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 that I sh... 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 collection of gas depo... 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!

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