Well OK, I am exaggerating just a bit! I am not running from the flames just the smoke. But we all know where there is smoke there is fire! Every years the farmers in Northern Thailand burn the fields and the underbrush in the forest to make way for the next growing season…rice in the fields and mushrooms in the forest. They start the burning in February and by March the air quality is a nightmare…old people and young children with respiratory problems drop in their tracks gasping for breath. Chiang Mai and northern Thailand has more than double the rate of lung cancer than the rest of the country. When I look out my apartment window I normally see Doi Southep a 1,675 meter (5,500 ft) tall mountain about 9 miles away. This year by the middle of February most days I could not even see the outline of the mountain, so I knew it was time to hit the road. Continue Reading…
I was thinking the other day what a lazy fellow I am…lucky but lazy. I have not been writing in my blog nor did I send friends a year end letter…no excuses really, I just don’t seem to feel the need to put pen to paper…not literally pen to paper as that would be positively Medieval…but as I realized this is my fifth year of travel I thought I should make a comment or two. Continue Reading…
PotzdamerPlatz
Summer was ending and I was planning on staying in San Miguel for the winter, but I got a call from my friend Barbara Weibel inviting me on a river cruise through Russia. As we know, invitations to travel are like dancing lessons from God…so off I go across the big waters once more. Continue Reading…
Around San Miguel there are other small Colonial towns dotting the mountains and offering perfect opportunities for day trips. My friend Linda Rose suggested we drive over to Delores Hidalgo a historically significant town about an hour away. Continue Reading…
