Luck of the Irish?

Last Sunday I headed to New Orleans for a conference. I booked the early flight out of Phoenix so I could arrive by 2:30, have a chance to unpack, and then catch the conference's bus to LIGO for a tour. However, after circling Houston for hours, making a detour to Hobby Airport to refuel, and then sitting on the runway forever, I didn't arrive in New Orleans until 8:00 PM. It was cold, raining, and I was tired!

It rained all day on Monday, but it didn't really matter because I was busy all day and evening with the conference. On Tuesday it finally stopped raining. By the time the conference ended for the day, it was warm and sunny outside. I decided to go to the Audubon Insectarium, which was a block from my hotel.
Even though it had a big sign in front and a butterfly mosaic on the sidewalk, I walked right past it.

A few blocks later, I knew I had gone too far and stopped at an information booth for directions. They told me to go back the way I came and that I couldn't miss it. Uh, yeah, I could. And did! Good thing I'm not on the Amazing Race. I would be on the team that stares right at the cluebox and runs in circles missing it. I eventually found it, but couldn't go in because it was closed.

The group I was with was going to see Hurricane on the Bayou at the IMAX theater that evening, so I decided to head to the Aquarium of the Americas to kill time before the movie started. I arrived just after the last ticket could be sold, so wasn't allowed in there either.

I killed time checking out the metal sculptures surrounding the aquarium,

watching people's reactions to the automated dinosaur that was being promoted for the zoo,
watching the ferry come and go on the river,
listening to the dixieland tunes coming from the tourist paddle boats,

and just hanging out and watching the river.
Later that night, a St. Patrick's Day parade went right past my hotel.
In addition to the bagpipes,

there were a few floats, and they were throwing beads! BEADS!!!!!!
Hey Mister! Throw me some St. Patty's Day beads!

Immediately after the conference ended on Wednesday, I hurried to the airport only to find that my flight was delayed. And delayed again in Houston. It was after midnight when I finally arrived back home.

Quick trip through La Paz County

Railroad bridge spanning the Colorado River between Parker AZ and California.

Cotton field outside of Vicksburg
Dairy farm outside of Vicksburg
Proof that Hope exists.

Dire warning not to pass Hope
Remember.... you were warned not to pass.

Joshua Tree Scenic Road

The Joshua Tree Scenic Road is an Arizona state designated scenic route. From Wickenburg take US Hwy 93 northwest towards Kingman. The scenic drive starts at the junction of US 93 and AZ Hwy 71 and runs 60 miles to Wikieup, Arizona.

Crazy Eskie Ladies

I decided to go to the Bay Area Eskie meetup hosted by some friends on the Eskie Board. Because of rain, many of the people who planned to come had to cancel. In all, it ended up a small group: the hostess Jenny (and her husband), Leslie, Elise, and me.

Jenny's two dogs were adorable.

Although this little girl was quite the barker!
Leslie brought a Red Ribbon purple yam and coconut cake. I was delighted to find out that they have a location in Tempe!

Elise made these ribbon necklaces for Comet and BLU, and Liz (who couldn't attend) provided gift bags containing lint brushes, rope toys, and portable water dishes. Overall, it was a very fun afternoon, even if it was cold, windy, and raining.

I spent the next day with my friends Christine and Mark. We originally planned to go to the California Academy of Sciences, but since it was newly opened, the line was crazy. We didn't want to see the exhibits 5 people deep, so ditched those plans and headed to ArtSpan. Some of the art was interesting, some disturbing, and some .... well.... I just didn't "get it". All of it was out of my budget.

Exploring Zanzibar, Tanzania

After leaving the suffocating structured safari in Kenya, it was off to Zanzibar for a week (Aug 30-Sep 5) on our own - without structure and guides telling us where we could or could not shop. We spent the first two nights at the Clove Hotel and exploring Stonetown. I enjoyed staying at the Clove Hotel. The owner was very helpful, the location behind the House of Wonders was great, the roof top balcony was a great place to catch the breeze and relax, and the rooms were comfortable (and matched the pictures on their website). The only downside was the proximity to this mosque.

Every morning, the call to prayer (and the full prayer that followed) would wake us up. I'm not sure it would be quieter anywhere else in the area.

We decided to get our bearings by taking a tour of the city. We learned about the different types of carvings on the door, and how the different decorations provided information about the origin and religion of the original owner. The details on some of the doors were quite amazing.

The main market was a bustling place with lots of spices, grains,
fresh fruits and vegetables,
meats, and fish. Lots of fish!

Zanzibar is predominantly muslim and most of the women covered their heads, usually with brightly colored scarves. Some of them wore full burkas, including the face mask (ninja).

The Angelican Cathedral is built on top of Zanzibar's former slave market.
As a remembrance of the slave trade, the courtyard of the church contains a memorial sculpture.It contains five figures of various ages, sizes, and ethnicities chained together in a pit.

St. Joseph's Catholic Cathedral

Old Fort

Stowntown sunset

We had fun wandering around the streets of Zanzibar and buying reasonably priced souvenirs. However, there were quite a few men who were rather pesty and difficult to shake. They followed us around, and then demanded money for "helping" us. Several people said hello to me and then demanded a tip for saying hi. It was very draining to think somebody was being friendly only to find out that they were just trying to scam you for money.

On the last night in Stonetown, we headed to the evening food market for dinner (Forodhani Gardens is under renovations, so the market was held behind the House of Wonders). The food was very tasty but Crystal got pick pocketed. From the way she carried on, I think that might have been the highlight of her trip! I've never seen somebody so deliriously happy to be robbed before (she was delighted that they found her "decoy" stash, rather than her real stash).

The next morning, we were off to the beach for the rest of the trip.