Stooping to Murder

If Donald Trump pulls U.S. troops out of Syria so that troops of our ally Turkey can march in unobstructed and slaughter the fighters of our Kurdish allies, it will be the greatest betrayal perpetrated by the United States in its history: a betrayal not only of the Kurdish fighters who have done so much of our dirty work in both Syria and Iraq, but of our most cherished beliefs about ourselves. We will never live down the deserved shame that we will earn.

2018: Bellingham & Glacier Trip

The pictures from the trip out to Washington & Montana have actually been up in the Cloud for a while now, but I never got around to putting up a blog post. I'm doing that now.

Horton, Who-Hearer

The Cat in the Hat

Carly shows the Wolf how it's done

the Tooth Fairy

a big flamingo checks out Carly

We started the journey with a side-trip to Abilene, to see the city's wonderful collection of sculptures around the downtown area. Along the railroad tracks that delineate the city-center's southern edge, there's a garden of statues representing characters from Dr Seuss, along with a few others; and at the convention center, a few blocks north, is a children's literature sculpture garden. And there are a few other statues scattered around between those two spots. Even though I don't know a number of the stories represented (having been a child back before the printing press was truly established), I enjoyed them all.

for scale, note the passing 18-wheeler

While we were in Colorado, where Carly would spend her vacation partly at Rancho Mojón and partly at Golden Pound, I took a day-trip up to Nebraska, where my sister is working in a clinic. Along the way, I stopped to see a fairly extreme example of religious fervour, in Pine Bluffs, Wyoming: a collection of statues, including a gigantic one of the Virgin Mary.










Then we went up to Bellingham, Washington, for a soccer tournament, and a little hiking at Whatcom Falls, Mount Baker and Stimpson Preserve.

at Whatcom Falls Park

Stimpson Family Nature Preserve

snow field, Mt Baker

some random waterfall

Picture Lake

 After the tournament, we drove east to Glacier National Park, making stops at places along the way.

another random waterfall

Kootenai swinging bridge

Kootenai Falls

At Glacier, we spent a couple of nights in one of the old lodges built by the railroad to coax visitors to become customers, and the day between exploring Going to the Sun Road.

view from The Loop

400' waterfall

Jackson Creek

Goose Island

Jackson glacier

 

Construction of that road was an engineering marvel, back when it was built. It's the park's only through route, and it's where everybody goes. It wasn't as crowded as I'd feared, but there were a lot of people.

Next time I go to the park, I'll visit one of the other areas, north or south of Going to the Sun. (By then, there probably won't be any glaciers left, but I'm sure the park will still be there, and worth seeing again. Even though, as I write this, I see that the Going to the Sun Road is currently closed because of wildfires.)

There are lots more pictures from the trip; if Google is to be believe, you can see them by clicking on this link.

Enjoy.

Link to Pictures

2018 Condo Trip

I was going to write a nice old-fashioned blog post detailing all the stuff we did on this year's Condo Week trip to Surfside Beach, South Carolina, but now, two days afterwards, I can't remember when we did the things we did. So I'll just post the pictures I took and let anyone interested look through them.

Old Sheldon Church, Yemassee, South Carolina

The pictures are here.

The 2018 Florida Trip

My friend Marty was pissed off about something; I forget what, but he decided that the way to deal with it was to go lose himself in Ft Lauderdale for a while. Then he got over it (by pricing hotels) and decided not to go. But it put me in mind of the fact that I hadn't been to Key West in more than 3 decades. And there were seven counties in Florida that I'd never been to. So I decided to go to Key West for a few days, and then Lauderdale, and along the way I figured I could drive through those seven counties in the uninteresting parts of Florida.

Then I priced hotels in Key West and Lauderdale, and decided that New Orleans was a better place to be. But there were still those seven counties....

upscale yard art

So Marty flew down to New Orleans, and we made a quick drive around Florida, then came back to what has become our preferred ground.

baby gators

We started by taking in the high-end yard art at the US Sports Academy, in Daphne, Alabama. Then we drove on to Florida's highest waterfall (73 feet high; but it falls into a sinkhole about 65 feet deep, which makes it less impressive than it sounds), and through Liberty County, which has nothing to recommend it, and on down to Gainesville, in Alachua County. We spent the night somewhere around there -- I don't recall where -- and continued south until we hit the handful of really dull counties that help keep the Atlantic Ocean out of the Gulf of Mexico. We went to an overpriced drive-through alligator sanctuary before going through such dull spots as Glades and Hardee and Highlands and Okeechobee counties.

On the way back up, we passed by the Ste Anne Shrine, near Lake Wales, Florida. This is identified on Roadside America as a mostly-destroyed remnant torn down by "an unsympathetic Catholic Church." That's not true. The pictures on that web site are of a lakeside altar that once honoured St Christopher (who is no longer considered a saint), and apparently people just assumed the rest of the false story. The shrine to Ste Anne is about 100 yards east of there, in the woods off the road, and in fact is to be the site for a sunrise mass on Easter Sunday, according to one of the locals who's lived there for more than 30 years.

the remnant of the St Christopher
altar

Ste Anne's Shrine

So nice to have gotten that straight.

After that: New Orleans, where we've done nothing but party since arriving. We had outstanding meals at Alfonso's in Faubourg Marigny and St Charles Tavern and Ruby Slipper (which now has a location right on Canal Street, so we didn't have to schlepp all the way to Mid-City); and we did a street-car tour that included the Riverfront and City Park, plus a ride along Rampart street, so now I've been on all four lines in town. I feel so accomplished.