Tuesday, January 3, 2012

You're Welcome Virginia

Retailers throughout Virginia are rejoicing this week after my whirlwind shopping tour of the area.  They're off to a great start in 2012 profits.  Have I mentioned how much I love the Coach and Williams Sonoma outlets in Leesburg??

My whirlwind tour - 1400 miles in six days - brought me to NJ to visit a dear family friend, to WV to drop off my grandmother and visit my aunt and uncle and their assorted menagerie, and then to VA-DC-MD for a few days of shopping, sightseeing, and friendseeing.  It was blissful.

I answered the eternal question - is vision insurance worth it? - by saving $800 on two and half new pairs of glasses.  That's a whopping $700 savings once I factor in premium costs.  And one of my eyes actually got better this year - yay!

I went to the Celtics game in DC on January 1st and watched my beloved boys in green get their first win of the season.  I always get much better (and cheaper) seats in DC than in Boston to see the Celtics.  About 40% of the stadium was also rooting for the Celts, which is pretty amazing for an away game. 

Yesterday I stocked up on goodies at Trader Joe's, which is pretty much the greatest store ever.  Then I headed to Annapolis to meet up with friends - namely my partner in mischief and adventure from my South Africa days and her wonderful husband.  We had an awesome time and laughed and laughed and reminisced and caught up and had a blast.  Looking forward to having them visit me in Uganda!

And today, on my way back to NH, I had the perfect drive with no traffic and no delays, arriving home exactly 8 hours after I left VA.  That, my friends, is a record.  It's usually closer to 10-12 hours. 

I leave you now with some pictures of the triumphant Celtics and my beautiful new Coach acquisition.  A 2011 reflection post still to come...

Paul Pierce is back!

Rajon Rondo!

My favorite commentators preparing for the big game



My favorite photo!

Ray Allen!

The Big 4!

The Big 4 - sort of.

Doc Rivers!

Final score - a win for the Celts!

My newest acquisition

The photos don't do it justice; the color is magnificent

Friday, December 30, 2011

Home Sweet Home

Ah, U.S. sweet U.S.  I have thoroughly enjoyed being home, even if it means putting up with cold and a bit of wintry weather.  In my first 24 hours of being home (which came after a difficult and incredibly long 28 hour journey home), I had rented  a car and driven to my heart's content, gone Christmas shopping and wrapped all gifts, put up the tree, and purchased ham and my favorite sparkling water at the supermarket.  Bliss.

Since then I've enjoyed fast internet, amazing home-cooked meals (including a full Thanksgiving dinner to make up for the one I missed last month!), and lots of time with family and friends.  My grandmother has been visiting, so we've all enjoyed catching up and introducing her to the wonders of ridiculous internet phenomenons.  We were all belly-laughing after a few minutes of awkwardfamilyphotos.com and LOLcats.  My mother and I have continued the tradition of skyping each other from a few rooms (or feet) away, just because we can.  One of my best friends is also home for the holidays, so we've been catching up and having a great time.  More friend catch-ups to come!

Christmas was a great time with my two younger brothers and their assorted broods, human and canine alike.  My youngest nephew got a Nintendo DS for Christmas and barely registered anyone else's presence as he bravely battled the Koopas and Bowser.  I brought back shemaghs and aqals for my dad and brothers, who humored us all by garbing up for the rest of the day. 

Right now I'm in NJ visiting a dear family friend as Grandma and I make our way south to her home in WV.  From there I'll head to DC for a whirlwind few days of appointments, shopping, and friend catch-ups.  Should be glorious!  Then back to NH to play nurse for my mother when she has a total knee replacement.  With five knee surgeries under my belt, I'm a pro at this orthopaedic recovery stuff.  Though none of mine have been quite this extensive...

More stories and photos to come as I catch up on the last few months of traveling.  I am finally 90% caught up on reading other FS blogs, so I am feeling hooked back in to everyone's holiday seasons and goings-on. 

Hope all of you have had wonderful Christmases and Hanukkahs and Kwanzaas and are ready to embrace 2012!  Happy New Year to all!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Catching Up - Or Planning To Do So...

All righty.  I've taken an inadvertent hiatus from writing blogs.  Or reading blogs.  Heck, I barely read my email these days.  No real reason - just the stress of the season perhaps, and something had to give.  But I miss blogging and reading blogs and keeping up with all the goings on of my wonderful FS compatriots (and the other blogs I read, of course)!

So I'm back, at least today.  It's still a busy few weeks until R&R...

Since I last blogged I've been to Jordan (to which I alluded) and to Egypt (great timing on my part) and will head out next week for a quick but exciting in-country trip to be discussed later.  And soon it'll be home for the holidays!  It'll be an extended trip as I stay an extra couple weeks to help my family out while they need some extra hands.  Hopefully I'll get to see lots of my wonderful USA-based friends and family!  DC-area bloggers - meet up perhaps while I'm (hopefully) in town for a few days?

So I owe about four Jordan posts and at least one Egypt post and I will definitely need at least one post for next week's trip.  Realistically, though, it'll be a few weeks.  Unless I get super motivated this weekend.  And have super fast internet.  Because that's the biggest obstacle to blogging - slow to nonexistent internet access which prevents me from even getting on Gmail some days.  And definitely doesn't lend itself to uploading pictures. 

I just have to say I'm not too pleased that Lyle Lovett appears to be taking the holidays off.  For entirely selfish reasons - he certainly deserves to take the holidays off, of course.  He performs all of December up until right before I get back to the United States and then... nothing.  I check the website every day hoping he'll schedule a concert or two in early January that I can make.  Nothing yet, alas. 

The kittens are doing quite well.  I am starting to get guilty about leaving them for R&R, even though my helper will come in every day and make sure they're well taken care of.  Having helped a colleague adopt a Consulate kitten last week, I realize my 'kittens' have somehow become full grown.  They don't act full grown, but they certainly aren't tiny anymore.  They're certainly snuggly and playful and loyal, though, and I love that.  I allowed them in my room while I tried to nap the other day, and Griffin lay on my chest staring deeply into my eyes.  Meanwhile Callaghan curled around my head and peered over it, also staring deeply into my eyes.  Creepy is all I have to say.  But somehow a bit endearing.

I haven't decorated for Christmas - partly a function of having no free time, partly because I'll be going home for the holidays, and partly because I'm tired of having ornaments broken by cats playing in the tree. 

And really, that's all the 'news' that's fit to print for today.  More coming soon, and I promise to start reading the backlog of blog posts in my reader!  Hope you're all surviving (and thriving!) this busy holiday season!

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Coming Soon...

Stories and photos from my latest trip - to Jordan!  I've been home for three hours and have unpacked, cuddled with my kitties, downloaded photos, and am now finally relaxing with some soup.  It's a busy few days coming up at work, but I'll try to get some actual content up here soon.

So, coming soon to a reader near you, Jordan in November 2011. Featuring a cameo by another FS Blogger :-) - stay tuned!

And, because I can't resist, here's a teaser of what's to come...


Thursday, October 27, 2011

Sri Lanka - Days 7-8

So it's about time I finish my Sri Lanka series of posts!  Only two months late!

My penultimate day in Sri Lanka was fairly blissful.  I got up early to take advantage of breakfast at the hotel (nice but not perfect) and then went back to bed for a few hours.

My driver picked me up around noon and took me back to Colombo for one last shopping/sightseeing trip.  I chose to go to another government-sanctioned craft center, which had some very high-quality woven textiles.  I ended up buying three tablecloths for great prices.  I am ecstatic!  Added to the two batik prints I already picked up, I was all set.  I got a few other things I had been missing on previous shopping jaunts and was then ready to go.

We drove back to Negombo and set the time for my pickup the next morning.  I stored my new treasures in my room and then wandered across the street to the hole-in-the-wall salon.  It was about 4pm.  My plan was to get a quick facial and then go hang out on the beach until the sun set.  Janet had other plans.

Janet, the salon owner and practitioner, was so incredibly excited to get a white tourist to play with.  And play she did.  I do not think she could have possibly put more assorted goops on my face, and she was aghast that I did not want every baby-fine invisible hair on my face tweezed or threaded.  I agreed to my eyebrows.  I did not agree to my forehead.  I convinced her to stop there.  Ouch.  Well, for $20 what can you expect?

By the time I emerged, more than two hours later, my face was red and puffy, and the sun was well on its way to set.  I read for a little while before dinner, ate a fairly decent dinner at the hotel, packed my bags, and got a good night's sleep.

The next morning I was being picked up at 7:45 for an 11:45 am flight.  I knew from experience that it takes a while to get through security in Colombo airport, and I wanted plenty of time to get a foot massage in the terminal.  When I arrived at 8am, I found that my flight was delayed to 14:00.  Okay, two hours, not a huge deal.  Except they weren't checking people in yet, so I had to sit and wait with my bags.  About an hour later  I convinced them to let me through to the check-in counters, and 30 minutes later they called my flight.  I checked in, and the apologized for the delay.  I said it was fine and proceeded to the terminal.  Along the way I looked at my ticket and saw that the flight time was now 16:00.  Argh.  I went to the foot massage place and spent an hour in bliss.  And then I looked at the monitor and saw the flight was now 20:00.  ARGH.  It was about 11:00.  I had a smoothie.  I walked around.  I ate lunch.  I walked around.  And then I saw the mob forming.

Apparently, my fellow passengers were angry.  The plane was now delayed indefinitely.  It had not even taken off from Jeddah yet.  Nobody seemed to know anything.  There was shouting.  And pushing.  And screaming.  And veiled threats.  And mass confusion.

We asked to be taken to hotels.  The confused/exhausted airline representatives said the airport hotel was full.  We couldn't leave because we were past immigration.  That seemed a lame excuse to me, but whatever.  I met up with some colleagues on the same flight who didn't have any additional information.  I finally found a group of passengers who were demanding access to a lounge.  That sounded pretty good to me, so I followed them, and we were given lounge access.  The lounge was quiet, temperature controlled, comfortable (I picked a couch), and had clean bathrooms and free food and drink.  This was much better.  It was now about 15:00.

Well, the lounge was good.  But not for 10 hours.  Which is precisely how long I stayed there with some of my fellow passengers.  I met some very nice people and read a lot and had random conversations.  But it was not a fun 10 hours.  Particularly because the airline representatives were not forthcoming with information and were downright patronizing and elusive.  Plus, 17 hours in any airport, even in a lounge, just plain sucks.

Our plane finally took off, 14 hours late.  Not one person was upgraded to business class or allowed in the empty upper deck.  Instead we were all sandwiched into one economy section with not even an apology for our ordeal.  Or even any hint at compensation.  But I am determined not to relive that 17 hours anymore than I already did in these few paragraphs.

I landed in Jeddah a full day later than I was supposed to and slept all day.  Luckily I had that day and the next off from work to recuperate.  Which was blissful.  But what a horrific end to a wonderful vacation.

And now for pictures. 






Negombo beach

my Negombo hotel

surf at Negombo


Tablecloth #1!

Tablecloth #2!

Tablecloth #3!  This picture does not do justice to the colors - a sort of bronzey-gold and deep purple stripe

Tablecloth #4!

Tablecloth #5!

My elephant collection

Modern Mask #1

Modern Mask #2

Brass Candlestick Holder

Woven bag

Batik Wall-art

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sunday Evening Ramblings

I'm still here.  I haven't gone dark.  I just have been supremely busy and somewhat pensive lately.   

Luckily I have some trips planned in the next couple of months, which are always great fodder for blog entries.  Which reminds me - I am still behind on a few travelogues.

I had my first pang of I'm-going-to-miss-this-place today.  I still have oodles of time before departure, but I'm experiencing a series of 'lasts' already.  Like September and October and, soon, Hajj.  Already passed my last Eid al-Fitr.

And perhaps the most important thing to post is that we are all mourning the passing of HRH Crown Prince Sultan bin Abdulaziz al-Saud this week.  He died after a long illness yesterday in NYC.  The official period of mourning begins Tuesday.

Sultan al-Khair was beloved by his people and will be very much missed.  President Obama said it best:  "[Sultan] was a strong supporter of the deep and enduring partnership between our two countries...  On behalf of the American people, I extend my deepest condolences to King Abdullah, the royal family, and the people of Saudi Arabia."

And with that, it's time for bed.  More to come.  Soon.  Ish.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Lessons From A Troubadour

Ah, a blog post.  This will be a mish mash of random thoughts.  I haven't been motivated to do a lot of writing lately.  I still need to post about the last couple of days in Sri Lanka, Ramadan, Miami, and a few other things.  I have a sticky note to remind me daily.  But, motivation and words escape me a lot lately.  Part of it is a bit of paranoia.  I have been reading with interest/horror/contemplation the many posts lately focusing on FS blogs and bloggers and the potential effect on one's career.  And even though I follow most of the unwritten rules, it's still something to consider.  I'm not really all that anonymous, but, really, the FS world is so small that it almost doesn't matter. 

Work has been really great and really challenging lately.  I'm busy almost every minute of the day, which I enjoy.  I have been here long enough to know my portfolio pretty well and feel relatively established (and also who to ask when I don't know things).  Summer transfer season meant saying goodbye to some wonderful people and welcoming some other wonderful people. 

When I hit the one year mark at post, it still felt like I had a long way to go.  Which was good.  But all of a sudden it feels like time is moving entirely too fast and I'll be leaving Jeddah all too soon.  There's still so much to be done!  I think I was so anxious about bidding and finding out my second post that one year seemed like an eternity.  Now that I know and am excited and relaxed, two months have passed in the blink of an eye.  It's both comforting and discombobulating. 

Fall is my homesick time.  All this talk of apple picking and canning vegetables and fires in the woodstove and leaves changing color has me wistful for a New England fall.  It's been a while...  It's no wonder I've been making all manner of Thanksgiving foods lately.  But pecan pie on a day when it's 110 and feels like a sauna outside just isn't the same.  (And, Mom, this does not mean I'm going to get all wistful over NH winter.  I still dislike snow and sleet and cold.)

And then there's the world.  So much going on.  It's hard to keep up some days.  The 24 hour news cycle and unique perspective I have on international affairs as a result of my job means I'm never really separated from the goings on.  My dreams have been even more vivid and related to real life than usual lately.  Maybe that's why I feel less rested even when I sleep more. 

East Africa, particularly the Horn of Africa, is on my mind a lot.  For some obvious reasons.  For some less so.  Probably partly because I'm moving to the region next year.  A week or so ago I read an article in the NY Times by poet/musician K'Naan about his return to his homeland of Somalia.  It is definitely sticking with me.  As one Facebook commentator said, the article is both eloquent and heart-wrenching.  And now I've been listening to his music almost non-stop.  I always loved the very catchy anthem "Wavin' Flag" made popular during the World Cup in 2010, but I'm enjoying his other songs as well. 

I would be remiss if I didn't at least mention the latest news from Saudi Arabia concerning voting rights for women.  According to most Western media, this is the greatest thing since sliced bread.  I'm not convinced, nor are a lot of the women I talk to.  This is not the right forum to get into a discussion (see first paragraph), but there's a lot more to consider.  And some of the many, many articles I've read have raised some of the other issues.  Read a broad spectrum of articles if you want to know more.  Don't get me wrong, I am of course excited at the news and applaud King Abdullah's efforts.  But everything comes with a context, including this. 

But even with everything going on and the nonstop commentary and analysis going on in my head, I'm content.  And it feels comfortable. 

But if Callaghan doesn't stop biting my feet in the mornings and tearing the lining out of my shoes, I will be a whole lot less content.  Perhaps it's time to dip back in to my water gun stash. 

When everything else is chaos, the kittens are a constant.  As it should be. 

Why, yes, I was busy.  But if you're going to pet me, I guess I'm available.

Please, please, please take off your shoes so I can eat the linings! And are those exposed toes!?

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Sri Lanka - Days 5-6

Before starting on days 5-6, I need to recap two events from Day 4 that I forgot.  First, I fell again.  Directly on my already sore knee.  The rug in my room was on top of a very slippery tile floor, and I went flying.  Score two for clumsiness.  So at this point walking was becoming almost impossible.

Second, I had a very sweet conversation with a young girl while on the birdwatching tour.  My counterparts took off for a short hike which, as evidenced by my two falls on my bad knee, I just couldn’t fathom at that moment.  So I sat on the banks of a pond of lily pads and watched for crocodiles.  And a young girl comes shyly up to me and then boldly asks me my name in English.  I reply and ask hers.  She tells me and then runs away.  Then a few minutes later she comes back and asks where I am from.  I tell her and ask her.  She tells me and runs away.  Then she comes back and asks me my favorite color.  I tell her blue and ask hers (red).  She stays.  She asks me my favorite food (mushrooms) and I hers (pineapple).  Then she asks my favorite subject.  I think and say math and ask hers.  She smiles broadly, looks me directly in the eyes, says “English!” and then runs away again, for good this time.  Very cute.

Anyway, day five.

I wake up super early (4:30 am) and quickly dress and head for the van.  The only time it’s worth getting up this early is when I am going on safari and, even then, it’s tough.  The guesthouse proprietor drives me to the park in his van so I don’t have to bump over the roads in an open safari jeep.  We get close to the gates just as the sun is beginning to rise and see a herd of wild boar run in front of us.  Several moms and about 20 little tiny babies.  They are gone before I can get my camera out.  I climb into my safari jeep and head for Yala National Park.  The driver and my guide go buy tickets while I watch the goings on.  The entrance is packed with safari jeeps, pretty evenly split between Western tourists and local Sri Lankan families.  There’s a family of dogs hanging out near my jeep, along with adorable puppies of various sizes.  They all look alike.  A couple of tourists are taking pictures while the puppies try to play with them.  A soldier walks by, and the dogs all take off after him.  Must be the bearer of breakfast.

My team returns with permits in hand, and we take off for the gate.  We’re there just as it opens, with a dozen or so other jeeps. 

The first sighting is of a herd of spotted deer, crossing the road.  There will be many more deer today.

Then we come upon a small pond, complete with large crocodile on the banks.  Finally!

A bit farther on we come across a group of jeeps and an excited air.  A leopard!  Maybe.  Perhaps.  A few minutes ago?  Nobody is quite sure.  We look and look and look to no avail.  There is no leopard here now. 

We go on.  We see more deer, lots of birds, some boar (but only for a moment).  But no leopards.  We take a road off the main path and come to a beautiful spot on the ocean.  I had forgotten the park bordered the coast.  There used to be two resorts here.  They were lost in the tsunami, along with 49 lives here.  About 250 people died that day in Yala.  The resorts are gone, with only a smattering of foundation remaining.  And a nice memorial on the shores.  It’s sobering, particularly on such a beautiful day. 

We move on.  Lots of leopard-friendly landscapes, but no leopards.  On all the safaris I’ve been on in my life (a lot), I’ve only once seen a leopard.  And he was moving and not terribly close at that.  So I have a bit of a complex when it comes to spotting leopards.  And Yala has one of the highest densities of them in the world.  I had high hopes. 

We did come across a herd of elephants, who paused for a drink in one of the watering holes.  More spotted deer.  A great close-up of a bee-eater.  Water buffalo.  Land monitors.  Dozens of peacocks.  More wild boar, who this time allowed me take photos.  Then some grey langurs.  One of which did a fantastic leopard impression.  But no leopards. 

Hours passed.  My hope started to wane.  We turned around and started heading out of the park.

You know what’s going to happen next, right?

We come across another group of jeeps.  I see nothing.  But the buzz is, there’s a leopard in the tree over there.  About a half mile away.  We don’t have binoculars.  But I do have good zoom on my camera!  My guide is first able to spot the big guy.  I don’t know how he did it.  With the naked eye all I can see is a black spot in a bunch of trees.  They keep talking about a tail hanging down.  My eyes just aren’t that good.  But finally with some help I was able to see, through my 80X zoom on my camera, something that kind of sort of looked like a large spotted cat.  I took a bunch of photos.  Then the leopard shifted positions and I could see him a bit better.  And could find him again in the viewfinder without too much help.  He started looking like a leopard.  Very exciting!

We stayed there for close to thirty minutes watching.  While the scale of the sighting was a bit disappointing, it was still a leopard!

We continued on toward the exit.  And came across another group of jeeps.  This time, a really rare find, a sloth bear!  He never quite came into the clear while foraging for tasty termites, but we watched for quite a while and got some relatively good sightings of him. 

The entire safari was good - not quite as good as any of my Africa adventures - but still exciting.  And three of the big five isn’t bad (especially since there are no lions or rhinos in Sri Lanka). 

We headed for the exit, I waved goodbye to the puppies, and we drove back to the guesthouse.  Going slowly in an open jeep was great for observing village life and enjoying the fresh air.  I ate a hearty breakfast upon returning and then took a well-deserved afternoon nap.  One last dinner at the neighborhood tourist trap restaurant and then bed. 

The next day we packed up and headed on our way.  The destination for the day was Sinharaja rain forest.  I had thought I’d be doing a jeep excursion through the forest the following day, but my driver explained that there was actually no road in the forest and the only way to see it was by foot.  Okay, I asked, how difficult is the terrain and how long will we walk?  I was still barely able to walk and wanted to decide whether this was something I could do.  Oh, he said, only about eighteen kilometers through the mountains.  And there are leeches.  Ummm, yeah.  Been there, done that.  Still have the nightmares.  I nixed the excursion, but we headed out to the guesthouse anyway. 

The drive was absolutely gorgeous.  Some of the scenery was familiar, as I’d driven through this region on my previous trip to Sri Lanka.  We passed tea plantations, rubber plantations, spice plantations, and countless roadside stands selling pillow stuffing.  We drove through Ratnapura, where I went a little gem-crazy last time, and saw the gem mines on the outskirts of town. 

Once we left Ratnapura we started to climb higher in elevation and were on less well-kept roads.  At some points we had to have locals help us navigate around exceptionally large potholes/flooded areas.  We took a series of turns, each one taking us into a more deserted and rural (and beautiful!) area.  Finally we saw signs for Sinharaja and eventually my guesthouse for the evening.  It seemed nice as we drove up, if a little run down.  I knew there would not be A/C.  I was not expecting, however, that there would only be electricity for a few hours each day.  Meaning the ceiling fan and light and water.   And, there was nobody there.  No signs of life, except for one employee who finally came to greet us.  I hauled my suitcases up to my room and set them down.  And looked around.  And got that feeling that this just wasn’t going to work.  It wasn’t even the lack of electricity so much but the eerie isolation and some internal ‘hmmm’ sense.  I’ve only ever had to use that sense a few times, but I trust it enough to act on it.  I don’t think anything bad would have happened, realistically, but I decided there was a better option.  So I talked to my driver about driving on to Negombo, the destination for the next day, and staying at that hotel tonight.  While only about 210 kilometers away, I knew it would take a while.  We established that the hotel had another vacancy, I agreed to pay a small fee for the change in plans (well worth it), and I apologized profusely to the nice guesthouse employee.  And we set off at about 3:30pm.

We were in Ratnapura by 5:15pm, having covered the worst of the road conditions and about 60 km. 

And arrived in Negombo at 10:15pm. 

The same thing happened the last time I drove from Ratnapura to Negombo.  That lowly 150 km stretch takes FOREVER to drive.  Most of it is on two-lane roads, like the rest of Sri Lanka.  But the volume of traffic (moped, tuk tuk, car, van, bus, truck, big truck, livestock, and tractor) is heavy and passing opportunities fewer between. 
*sigh*

By the time we got to the hotel, I was starving, having missed lunch and dinner.  The hotel had closed dinner service by then, but luckily there was a decent restaurant across the street.  It was by far the cheapest meal I ate all week.  I guess being in the ‘big’ city has its advantages.  Then I turned the A/C and the fan on in my room, watched a bit of BBC news, and went to sleep. 

(Note: it took a total of 16 hours to upload the following photos, and the interface is not user friendly, so they are completely and totally out of order.  So read the blog before looking at the photos for some semblance of chronology and storyline.)


Leopard, looking right at ya!





See the bear?

That large black blob is a sloth bear

Sloth bear

Grey langurs!

Grey langur doing a wonderful leopard impression

Wild boar
Spot the leopard! Look at the center of the treeline in the photo. Move your eyes left past the slight dip into the next stand of taller trees.  Then just as your eyes hit that stand of trees, look slightly down to the black, dark hole.  That's where the leopard was.

One of the clearest leopard shots I got

Leopard! His tail hanging down was the giveaway

Land monitor

Cactus!

See the leopard??

Heron and stork

Spotted deer with antlers

Baby boar!

Strutting peacock

Wild boar!

Spotted deer baby and mama

How many elephants do you see?

Wild buffalo

Spotted deer drinking!

The steps and foundation pieces are all that remain of two resorts, after the tsunami

Spotted deer!

Bee-Eater

Beautiful Yala and the Indian Ocean

Fishing Huts on the Beach in Yala

Crocodile!