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Photos by Kathryn Gilman

My wife Kathryn — call sign KG7NRB — took many of the photos that appear on this blog. It's likely there are also at least a few that are uncredited.

Our next trip to Montpellier, France, starts next week

Our next trip to Montpellier, France, starts next week

— Kathryn and I are getting ready to take off late next week for a couple weeks in the south of France. Once again, we’re renting a small, furnished apartment in Montpellier. In fact, it’s the same apartment we’ve rented twice before, just a few steps from Place Jean-Jaurès in the heart of the historic center, so we have a good idea of what to expect. What we’re unable to predict at this point is how our arrival will be affected by the ongoing Gilets Jaunes protests.
The maiden voyage of my parents’ new motor home, Eloy, Arizona

The maiden voyage of my parents’ new motor home, Eloy, Arizona

— The maiden voyage of my parents’ new motor home last weekend was a smashing success, even though everything seemed to be working against us, at least at first. Friday was a miserable day weather-wise, at least by Arizona standards. Cold and wet are not two words one often uses to describe the weather in this state, but last week was both. The drive to the campsite involved several downpours. Luckily we weren’t heading north, as there was snow falling at the higher elevations.
More photos from another full day exploring Mexico City

More photos from another full day exploring Mexico City

— Kathryn’s proposal to create a WhatsApp pilgrimage group turned out to be a rather good thing. She had mentioned wanting to see the Frida Kahlo Museum when we first started planning this trip, so when someone else in the group suggested going Tuesday morning, it made sense to share a ride. We left the hotel around 9 am. There ended up being five of us — Kathryn and me, another couple, and their daughter — in an Uber XL from the hotel to the museum.
Some photographs from our first full day exploring Mexico City

Some photographs from our first full day exploring Mexico City

— After deftly navigating the light rail and two Metro lines through throngs of soccer fans Saturday evening, we woke up ready to tackle Mexico City by public transit Sunday morning. With it being Sunday, our first move was to find a place for Mass. Our first instinct had been to go to the church staffed by the same fraternity as the priest traveling with us, but since the itinerary has us there for Mass later in the week, we decided to go to the Metropolitan Cathedral instead.
Eating our way through a busy first day in New England

Eating our way through a busy first day in New England

— Considering the only real sleep we got Friday night was on the flight from Phoenix to Boston, we stayed quite busy yesterday. After waiting what seemed like forever for our checked bags, we took the airport shuttle bus to the rental car center, which didn’t exist last time I rented a car at Boston Logan. Getting our rental car from Avis, a Subaru Forester, was no trouble at all. However, shortly after leaving the airport, a sensor indicated we were low on windshield washer fluid.
More Chinese food in Mexicali at Restaurante Dragon

More Chinese food in Mexicali at Restaurante Dragon

— We couldn’t miss a chance for more Chinese food during our trip to Mexicali over Thanksgiving weekend. Our baseball game Saturday night and our early departure Sunday morning left us only one chance, at lunchtime Saturday. We were staying at Hotel Araiza on Boulevard Bénito Juárez, so we chose Restaurante Dragon, which was just a few minutes up the street on foot. Compared to the two other Chinese restaurants we’ve visited in Mexicali, Dragon is huge even before you get in the place.
Lunchtime protein orgy at the Montevideo Port Market

Lunchtime protein orgy at the Montevideo Port Market

— Earlier today we ventured a short walk from the guest house to the Montevideo Port Market, which has been referred to as “Disneyland for carnivores.” Once inside, we spent perhaps a half-hour walking from stall to stall, watching the masters work their grills and attempting to gauge how happy their customers appeared. The wood smoke filled the air all the way up to the rafters, so much so that several hours later we can still smell the smoke in our clothes.
Sunday morning hike at Shaw Butte, Phoenix

Sunday morning hike at Shaw Butte, Phoenix

— We’ve had a relatively wet winter this year in Phoenix, and the desert vegetation is greener than I’ve seen it in a long time. Kathryn and I went out yesterday morning for a routine exercise hike at Shaw Butte, and she couldn’t help but grab some photos on the hike back down. (Photo: KG7NRB) The camera is facing roughly north-east, as the 7 am shadows attest. Our home is somewhere among the suburbia in the top-left quadrant of the photo.
Cassoulet languedocien, enjoying a hearty lunch in Carcassonne

Cassoulet languedocien, enjoying a hearty lunch in Carcassonne

— One of the things you’re supposed to do when you visit Carcassonne is to try the cassoulet, a dish made with meat and white beans, served like a stew. Kathryn got a photo of hers before she dug in. (Photo by KG7NRB) Our cassoulet was made with a pork sausage and had a roasted duck thigh too. The menu called it cassoulet languedocien, the latter word referring to the Languedoc region where both Carcassonne and Montpellier are located.