Museum and Mausoleum
Posted January 31, 2020 by Jan
Khartoum
Sudan
January 31, 2020
Please stroll with me through the Sudan National Museum in Khartoum.
Please celebrate with me at Mausoleum of The Madhi in Omdurman.
Jan
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Welcome to Sudan
Posted January 30, 2020 by Jan
Khartoum
The Republic of the Sudan
January 30, 2020
“I prefer civilization” said my cousin when I suggested that she and her husband accompany me to Sudan.
It’s true that in Khartoum, this capital city of five million, the streets are dusty or unpaved. The sidewalks uneven. Few signals control the traffic. Cars are parked wherever they stop. Buildings lie unfinished, in need of repair or just dilapidated.
it appears that nothing of any value is discarded. Men sit on the sidewalk or in small shops where they repair, mend or overhaul everything from watches to eyeglasses to telephones to irons to automotive parts.
Bangkok Photo Walk
Posted December 15, 2019 by Jan
Bangkok
Thailand
December 15, 2019
Hello,
Why travel hundreds or thousands of miles away when many interesting things can be found in our own neighborhood? Just have to look around.
I was pleased to join the Bangkok Photographers group since we started our tour a short walk from my apartment.
I doubt whether "skyscrapers" is the first thing that comes to mind when thinking about Bangkok.
Nevertheless, we have our share.
The Watermelon Man
Posted September 5, 2019 by Jan
Dushanbe
Republic of Tajikistan
September 5, 2019
Hello,
In a previous letter I declared that “The Tajiks are the most kind and generous people I have ever met.” I stand by my description. But I neglected to provide any examples.
In another letter, I asked you to “Remind me to tell you the story about the Watermelon Man.”
So please allow me to explain.
My very first experience in Tajikistan is unique:
The Folks of Dushanbe
Posted September 4, 2019 by Jan
Bookends: Summerfest and Book Fair
Dushanbe
Republic of Tajikistan
September 4, 2019
On my first day in Dushanbe, Nigora, my Tajik friend, invited me to join her to celebrate Summerfest.
On my last day in Dushanbe, Sudat, a Kurdish man, a fellow guest at my hotel, invited me to accompany him to the Annual International Book Exhibition at the National Library.