The dramatic clouds shifted and folded over one another as we sat on the deck of the ferry from Railay to Ko Phi Phi island. Even with the threat of rain on the horizon Chris and I held our ground because if Thailand has taught us one thing it’s that it doensn’t kill you to be wet. In fact it’s  a strange day if I haven’t jumped in the ocean for diving, snorkeling or a game of frisbee with Chris. Our ferry started to make it’s way to the docks.  As it did so I saw ahead of us Ko Phi Phi Ley, the island from “The Beach”. Dark silky water cradled it as clouds tried to suffocate it from above. That night we slept on the beach with a woven mat, foam pillow and thin sleeping bag.  The bucket probably helped with how comfortable it all felt when Chris…Continue Reading
I woke up this morning with a feeling I’ve been waiting for during the past three weeks in Thailand: the inspiration to write a final post on Iran and get on with some Thailand blogging. Imagine my disappointment then while looking through my Iran photos to discover that some of the ones that were going to form the backbone of my Iran post were nowhere to be found. I spent a few hours poring through our files and checking CF cards, but there’s still no luck. At least it was only a few days’ worth that are missing. Unfortunately, the lost shots include some very cool portraits of our friend Abed in Esfahan and the only pictures we took at the all-girls’ English academy we visited as guest speakers. This headache has killed my inspiration for writing overall impressions of Iran, at least for now. So, instead, here are a…Continue Reading