Djibouti: Lac Abbé

Lac Abbé


Horn of Africa

May 4, 2011

Djibouti has the modern colonial syndrome.  The French rulers departed thirty-four years ago, but here, like other places in the world, even after a generation or two, people are still pissed off.  Unlike Ethiopia, sometimes invaded, but never colonized, where everyone smiles a sparkling smile, folks in Djibouti City sneer, more or less, with a rotted out set of khat -gnawed teeth.  So what in heaven’s name am I doing here?

 I am here for the lakes.

Ah, what lakes!

Merzouga: The Dunes at Erg Chebbi

Auberge du Sud

Erg Chebbi

April 23, 2013


My Dear Fellow Travelers,

It was a looong van drive from Fes to Merzouga.  Here in the desert we are scheduled for a shrt camel ride over the dunes of the Sahara. 

A camel ride?   Done that a couple of times.  Not my favorite activity. 

I decided to plant my boots in the sand and admire the scenery from ground level. 



Wadi Rum: "Is Anybody Out There?"

The Jordanian Desert

May 31, 2007

Is Anybody Out There?

I am alone; yes, I am sitting alone, on a mat, in the shade of a high overhanging cliff. In the middle of this sun blasted desert valley.

A few minutes ago, while I was exploring the Nabatean engravings on the nearby hills, Salim, my driver drove off in the white Jeep. He just drove off. I waved at him but he just drove off across the dusty desert floor, through the red hills and out of sight. Out of sight. Gone.

The Empty Quarter

The Empty Quarter


January 22, 2015

The Rub' al Khali (Arabic: الربع الخالي‎) or Empty Quarter is the second largest sand desert in the world, encompassing most of the southern third of the Arabian Peninsula. 

The desert covers some 650,000 square kilometers (250,000 sq miles – about the size of Texas or France).  It includes parts of Saudi Arabia, Oman, the United Arab Emirates and Yemen.  It is part of the larger Arabian Desert. 

Shall I attempt to describe the Empty Quarter?  I’ll leave that to my guide Mohammed and to my photographs.  (Mohammed also did a photo shoot of Mr. Jan.)