I keep delving further into the unusual history of this country. The key figure is Mr. Enver Hoxha, a decent enough looking guy born in 1908 (the same year as
If you’re curious about Albania here are a few more tidbits from my bike trip.
Tirana, the capital city I’d never heard of before, has some surprising architecture.
Here are my photos from a pretty little village tucked in a valley in the Mixteca region of Oaxaca state, about two hours from the city.
A exceptionally tidy pueblo
A long line of residents from Santiago Apoala waited patiently for their turn to carefully pour a small glass of mezcal, a large glass of pop filled to the brim,
Here's a Oaxacan clothing issue I've been pondering.
Why do some women at the Tlacolula market wear headscarves that look like they were borrowed from a Ukranian grandmother, or a
There's nothing private about these Oaxacan celebrations. The bride and groom seem more than happy to share their big day with enthralled tourists, all taking pictures to send around the
Blue, blue sky and over-sized agave at 10,500 ft elevation.
Cool, clear air and pure tranquility.
Those crazy tall pompoms are the spectacular blooms of the giant agave, also
This city just keeps drawing me back, and after ten winter visits it feels like home.
As usual, the city calls out for photos and I cheerfully comply.
The texture
Here's my story about learning a foreign language. I'm a bit long-winded on this topic, so if an essay isn't your cup of tea, please feel free to move on