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Sisters dancing with brothers...
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 Merengue in action
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 Max and Heidi practicing Merengue dance.
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Practice, practice!
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 Spinach pizza pie!
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The fruits of our (their) labor :-p
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 Homemade pizza night!
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 The Halloween Tree
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 The Halloween Bunch
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 The Halloween Bunch
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 Elly May, Jed, Granny, Jethro, Elly May (l. to r.)
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And this is a cake!!!
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 This is also a cake!
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 Daisy May "Granny" Moses
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Jethro Bodine
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 Marilyn Twins?
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 Prior to the movie showing ("Forest Gump")
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Joanne made the barkeep
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 is if some of the gals got up and danced.
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 The only way we could take photos...
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 I hope the bouncers are standing a couple of steps up from the two guys in front
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Baker
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 White truffles... About $200/ounce (~$3200 shown here)
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Nutella Rocks
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 Looking down what used to be part of Nabisco
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Eating lobsters with plastic forks and knives sure must be a challenge!
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 A baker
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 The stone bench
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 Looking at the Meat Packing District
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The wonderful Adamo limousine bus
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 Doing our part to move goods out of NYC
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 A delivery van
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Exotic deserts
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 Beautiful desserts
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 The meat counter
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The fish counter
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 Selecting the best pomegranates
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 In front of Fairway, a giant market
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 Baked fresh hourly
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The world
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 Delicious spreads
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 Taste testing is half the fun
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Violators will be embarrassed! Use tongs with the olives.
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 An olive oil for every taste
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 Over 10,000 pounds of coffee sold per week
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 She counts the money!
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Finding goodies
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 Looking for goodies
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 The bread counter
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The bread counter
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 Getting smoked salmon
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Getting smoked salmon
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 Getting a delicious strudel
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 Strudel and Kinish
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Prepared Chicken Meals
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 Lox cutters
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 Lox cutters
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The Smoked Fish/Lox Counter
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 Delectable Seafood
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 Meat Counter
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Cheese and more cheese
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 The view from the cheese
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 Cheese counter
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 Back of the Limo
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 Heidi pretends to tie her ribbon for her pointe shoe.
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In the spirit of "Ballet Rehearsal/Class" -- Edgar Degas
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 In the spirit of "Two Dancers on Stage" -- Edgar Degas
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 Mrs. Schubert tweaks the pose
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Wash day...
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 The streets of the old town are narrow and full of delightful shops.
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 Caroline & Heidi enjoy the spectacularly clear water
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Looking out over the massive city wall, you can see why Bonifacio was virtually impregnable.
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 A tour boat cruises past the hunk of rock estimated to have broken off some 800 years ago.
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 Fashionistas in the shadows of the common sight of structural supports between buildings.
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Standing next to one of the many menhirs found at the Filitosa site.
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 It was common to see pigs, goats, and cows along the roads.
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 The wind carves some interesting shapes in the granite.
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 Basking in the sun on the windswept granitic formations high up in the Corsican interior.
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 A well-earned beer after slogging my way up to the Schwarzsee.
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The Matterhorn was our constant companion
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 Hiking down from the Gornegrat Station
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 ... and spices
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 Spices, spices, spices
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Olives to satisfy all tastes
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 The sausage vendor
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 The nearby village of Tarascon had quite the colorful marching band.
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 The bull on the carousel looks a bit more friendly than in the Arles Arena!
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Bread and beer being joyfully toted along
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 A beautiful celebration of traditional costume and culture.
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Readying the little rider for the parade.
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 Apricots were in season...delicious and juicy.
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 A yummy lunch.
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The subject of Van Gogh
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 A pretty little store front
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 Pick a color, any color...
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 Monster Truck Madness!
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 The Mediterranean along the Camargue
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A mountain of sea salt! (70 ft/11m)
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 The cheese course during a fine lunch on the way to the Camargue.
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 Moro makes a dive over the wall, the bull just missing his leg.
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The object was to pluck something off from between the horns, and run out of the way to keep from being gored.
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 Imagine all who have sat here before us...
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 The Roman Amphitheater
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Just wait until I grow into these paws!
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 My what big ears you have!
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 Eyackkk! Soap and water!
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I don
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 And it is said a dog
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 Aren
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First day home
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 Off go the soda bottles!
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 Kevin checks in a rocket made of soda bottles.
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A gorgeous pink/maroon flame...
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 The Tomahawk landed very close to the launch site for a nearly effortless retrieval.
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 A wee bit of trouble on the main. Seems the flat shroud lines took a while to untwist for full main opening.
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Beautiful separation.
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 This rocket flew like it was on a rod! According to the CP/CG spread, it was over-stable. However, I wouldn
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 Just as the Tomahawk is lighting.
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Rubber Ducky gets to experience another thrilling pile of Newton-seconds spilling on its head.
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 The Tomahawk is ready for its maiden flight.
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 And Tim ain
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I think Tim and Dan truly have a blast doing this stuff!
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 Dan steadies Tim
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 Tim and Dan help Sam (I think) with his Level II Certification launch.
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Can you say "Heads up" launch for Drake
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 This guy woke everybody up!
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 Armageddon blasts skyward.
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Sam
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 Can you say "Lawn Dart" -- or else it is a lost tip to a local jousting faire.
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 A little sooty, but not too worse for the wear!
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Drake readies the flying bowling ball. Yup, you read that right! An 8# bowling ball is going for a ride. Unfortunately, the chutes never opened, and it was lost ;=(
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 A sight the rocket owner always likes to see.
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Tim
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 MLG suffered some minor structural damage as the main popped out. Probably from 3 big shots on the same frame. Dan will switch to fiberglass wrapped on the next flight.
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Ho-Jo successfully deployed the chutes. The Main was set to come out at 800
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 The pall of smoke was quite the scene.
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 Patiently awaiting the drogue chute to deploy at apogee. These birds coasted what seemed to be at least half of their altitude.
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And off they went. The Ho-Jo got to ~5100 feet, and More Lori
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 Okay, I was a little slow on the camera "trigger." Holy Cow did these two make some noise!
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 For the M-powered stuff, the launch pads are 500+ feet away for safety reasons. To the right, you can see Eric
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The rubber duckies pose as well...
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 A time to pose before the launch
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 The boys decide to see what happens at the blast deflector ;=0
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Tim listens for the reassuring beeps that the altimeter is armed and ready to perform it
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 If the rockets get any bigger, we
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 These bad-boys are stuffed with M-1315 Big Power.
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Loading the "Ho-Jo" on the rail.
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 Dan, Andrew, and Lori (on the ridge), pose before the big drag race.
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Loading More Lori
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 Tim (58 lb. Honest John) and Dan (56 lb. More Lori
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 Straightening out the main chute prior to packing it in Tim
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Preparing to insert the chute.
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 Dan skillfully "chains" the shroud lines.
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Setting up the rocket on the pad.
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 Blast off!
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 This chubby (not so) little guy flies great!
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Caught as the motor just begins to produce thrust.
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 The rocket "chuffs" before finally launching
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Threading the e-match into the powder charge receptacle.
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 Working on the altimeter and preparing the separation mechanism.
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 Each launch needs to register
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Arranging the low power launch pads.
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 Getting set up in the morning
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Estimated to have been taken in 1897
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 Probably wearing her Father
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 Great restaurant!
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Cool back-alley bar
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 Is this a pipeline?
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A serpentine river.
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 A frozen lakebed.
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 Three rivers.
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 Almost looks like a lunar landscape. Not sure where this is... Maybe one of the "-stans?"
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The flight from Delhi to Frankfurt was awesome (as I love mountains & snow). There is a lot of snow down there!
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 The low morning sun casts deep shadows across the snow-covered beauties.
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 A river valley.
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 When I was in Nepal, I was shocked to see trees still at 10,000 feet (3300+ m)
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 The foothills gave way to the bigger, snow-capped mountains.
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The early morning Air India flight was beautiful.
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 You can see the effects of expansion in the form of "fog" as lift is being generated on take-off
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A golf course near the airport.
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 Apartment buildings as you come in for a landing at St. Petersburg airport.
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This lets you appreciate the size of the canvas.
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 Danae
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Portrait of a Scholar
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 Flora
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 The Descent from the Cross
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The Holy Family
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 Haman Recognizes His Fate
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Portrait of an Old Jew
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 Portrait of an Old Woman
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 Portrait of the Poet Jeremias de Decker
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The Return of the Prodigal Son
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Flowers in a Grey Jar
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 Farm Woman (Full-Length)
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 Nude
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Table in a Cafe (Bottle of Pernod)
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 Clarinet and Violin
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 Landscape
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Composition VI
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 Winter Landscape
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 Landscape with a Red Roof
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 The Luxembourg Gardens. Monument to Shopin
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Vase, Bottle and Fruit
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 Blue Pot and Lemon
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 Vase of Sunflowers
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 Nude. Black and Gold
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 Conversation
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The Painter
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 The Absinthe Drinker
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 Female Head
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Dance of the Veils
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 Two Sisters (The Meeting)
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 Nude (Bust)
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Seated Woman
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 The savory cuts are presented on skewers and carved tableside by authentic Gaścho chefs.
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The meats are seasoned to perfection and slow-roasted over an open flame to capture their individual flavor.
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 Meat cooking on a vertical rotisserie
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 A Brazilian Churrascaria
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This is a "mini mart" at an Esso gas station -- espresso, lunch items, etc. Note: you can even buy some wine ;=)
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 Little Boy Purple has found true love with the gorgeous Brazilian beauties. He is reconsidering staying in a Brazilian cache. Maybe there is one near the beach?
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 All that time in a little plastic carrying bag has made our friend very hungry. The "Mixed Grill" was spectacular!
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Little Boy Purple is very happy to be relaxing with a good Brazilian beer.
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 The Volvo showroom was very European in design.
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 And very similar to some of the best malls in the States.
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and elegant...
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 The stores were very chic.
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 The design was very open, with shops along the perimeter of a central open area with tall trees, waterfalls, etc.
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The mall was lush with greenery and running water.
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 We decided to stop in the mall for a bite to eat.
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 The Little Boy Purple was not happy about being placed in a cache alongside a major highway, so I am glad we did not find the container.
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We drove north of Sao Paulo to Campinas in search of a cache. We were at the spot, but found no container (it was night, as you can see).
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 A cool radio tower all lit up at night.
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 The local marketing/events team. They did a fantastic job!
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The translators -- English and Portugese -- and they are technically savvy, in that they knew our geek terminology!
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 Yoshida kicks off the SOA day -- in which I was asked to speak.
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 ...or is it the 3 Stooges?
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The 3 Musketeers
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 The cigars were in perfect condition, and Chris is finding it hard to choose.
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 Chris spies a cigar bar... knowing that the primo Cuban cigars are just inside.
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A bicycle shop (for my friend Chip who owns two shops in USA).
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 We ate delicious pizza here -- very much like Italian-made pizza.
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 Little Boy Purple is amazed at the size of the world
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Here, you can see a helipad -- evidently very common and almost troublesome in terms of controlled flight.
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 Out the window, I could see many tall buildings and the downtown area.
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The Caesar Business Paulista hotel room on the 23rd floor was very spacious and comfortable.
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 A beautiful sunrise as we descended into Sao Paulo airport. The cloud formation appears to be making rain.
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 We signed the logbook. Tim traded a rubber frog for the cards, and I left a 1 Rupee coin.
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The 4th waypoint led us to the loot.
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 At the base of a majestic American Beech tree, Tim finds the next waypoint.
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 Jon makes his first find, uncovering the next trivial pursuit question to get the next waypoint.
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Our tool of choice
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 Our quest.
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 The inlay work is everywhere, and is beautiful
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Probably older than the fort...
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 Vendors set up on the way into the fort. (This seemed very tame compared to Mont Saint-Michel!)
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 Children doing what children do... whilst on tour ;=)
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Completed in 1648 by Shah Jahan, this fort was a major display of Mughal power. The Indian flag flying over the Lahore Gate was a national desire to signify Independence from Britain.
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 The street/marketplace vendors always seemed to have beautiful presentations of their wares.
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 Built (1980-1986) to resemble a lotus flower, it is set among 9 pools of water, and surrounded by gardens.
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The guard ensures the eternal flame for the Unknown Soldier is honored.
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 This 42m high "All India War Memorial" bears the names of 90,000 soldiers.
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 A street barber ;=)
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 The 7m pillar predates the Qutb Minar. Mysteriously, this 98% pure iron pillar does not rust. Scientists are not sure how such an item was cast 1600 years ago.
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 The ~73m tower consists of 5 stories, tapering to 2.5m diameter at the top.
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With an impressive diameter of 15m at the base, the red sandstone is adorned with carvings.
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 Beneath the ground are 24 rays emanating outward... both for support and for the 24 hours in a day.
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An ambitiuos project to create another tower -- only this time, twice the size of the Qutb Minar. You can see how far they got by the time Ala-ud-dim died...
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 There was a 10-minute ritual of blessing elements on this memorial to the founder of the Hare Krishna movement.
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 The conch is understood as the source of all existence -- a cosmic womb, for when the conch is blown, it is said to emulate the primordial sound Aum (Om) from which all else emanates.
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A service of song and worship was taking place.
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 People would tie a piece of yarn to the "jalis" (carved marble screen) and make a wish.
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 Dung is laid out to dry... it is used as an important fuel source for cooking, etc.
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Akbar
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 This is said to mimic the mosque at Mecca. A Qoranic inscription reads: "The world is a bridge, pass over it but build no house upon it. He who hopes for an hour may hope for an eternity."
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 The amount of carving and detail work is amazing. Even more so, this city/palace was full of symbols from all major religions.
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The Hall of Public Audiences
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 Yes, believe it or not, we are actually driving on the main road through the village. A bit crowded, eh?
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 The abandoned capital city of Fatehpur Sikri, must have been quite the scene in its heyday (1570-1586)
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Guest rooms (?) looking out along the banks of the Yamuna River.
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 Artisans practice the age-old tradition used for doing the inlay work on the Taj itself.
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 Agra Fort began life in 1565 as a principally military structure. It is hard to appreciate how "thick" the outer walls are without being there.
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I do not think I would want to be an army trying to attack the gate...
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 The Taj is magnificent from any angle.
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 The great symbol of India, Shah Jahan
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 A close-up of the carvings reveals the craftsmanship sought during the construction (1631-1653 a.d.)
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 Each of the minarets are tilted outward -- if they collapse, they will fall away from the Taj!
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The inlay work is exquisite. If you shine a flashlight on the reddish stones, they glow orange as the light is conducted.
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 This first view of the Taj Mahal takes your breath away, as it is perfectly framed in the entryway.
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 The morning mist gives the Taj an ethereal glow.
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The scroll work and writing is all inlay -- being larger at the top to compensate for perspective.
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 I was told the each of the 22 small domes on the roof represent a year of construction
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 Just a few of the many colorful incarnations of Hindu Gods
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A representation of the nine planets.
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 Getting fresh coconut milk for breakfast.
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 A visit to a Hindu Temple
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The inner sanctum...
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 The view out my balcony (Leela Palace, Bangalore). Possibly THE best hotel I have ever stayed at.
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 Mustard in bloom over the German countryside
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 A toast to Mr. and Mrs. Vesnin!
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 Trail Map of Snowbird... ~3,000 ft vertical.
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 Lots and lots of powder
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The beginnings of a mogul field
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 Hard to make out... but I
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A very narrow piste :=0
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 A bit giddy with all that powder to choose from, not to mention the first time I
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 The pros ready for the descent
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Up at 11,000 feet, Jim is ready to go down the back bowl.
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 A wee bit of snow causing low visibility
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A wonderful view up the gondola line... check out the mogul field
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 In line for the Gondola
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 The Agile Manifesto taking shape...
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 My own fireplace? Sweeeeet!
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 Do we really have to work on the Agile Principles??
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