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It’s About “Time”

I have not updated the blog for the same reason Anne didn’t write much about her fight with cancer. She didn’t want to share bad news. Similarly, I don’t want to share my grief if I feel it isn’t going particularly well. On the eternal time clock I feel peace, and feel Anne is in…

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How Many Fish Do You Wish?

Aquariums, zoos, and wildlife parks were some of our favorite attractions on the trip and we were privileged to experience them on every continent. It seemed strange then the other day to visit our own Georgia Aquarium, the world’s largest, which is right in our backyard. We had been before after its 2005 opening and…

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Toro, Toro…3-2-1 Bungy

There is so much we want to tell you, yet we’re trying to be judicious as we sort through our muddled emotions and ongoing post-travel shock. For today, we thought we’d share something someone else has to say about us. Carly Blatt interviewed us a few weeks ago for a piece she wrote for Matador…

Look! A Monkey!

The last big event of our 11-month round-the-world tour was to view the Nazca lines in western Peru. We took an overnight bus to descend the mountains surrounding Cusco to the small coastal town that flanks the mysterious formations. The bus is notorious for inducing nausea so four of the Six took dramamine as we…

Putting a Price on Wonder

We made it to Machu Picchu! We pulled out of Cusco at 7:00 am and an hour and a half later were deep in the Sacred Valley at the town of Ollantaytambo, boarding point for our train to Machu Picchu. The roads were oddly quiet, populated only by the occasional cow or goat. Nowhere were…

Gateway to Ancient Glory

Our bus ride to Cusco from Puno was yet another lesson in Latin American politics for our family. While at the time we viewed the hassles as a travel novelty, we later realized how lucky we were to make the journey unscathed. The strikers did not turn violent against us personally but we learned that…

Titicaca or Bust

We breathed a collective sigh of relief as we crossed the border into Peru, hoping that our final country would offer relief from the problems that had plagued us in Senor Morales’ socialist mountain dominion. For the first few days we lived in idyllic ignorance and soaked up the flavors of Puno, the gritty city…