Good Morning All,
This weekday feature is for Juicers who are are on the road, traveling, or just want to share a little bit of their world via stories and pictures. So many of us rise each morning, eager for something beautiful, inspiring, amazing, subtle, of note, and our community delivers – a view into their world, whether they’re far away or close to home – pictures with a story, with context, with meaning, sometimes just beauty. By concentrating travel updates and tips here, it’s easier for all of us to keep up or find them later.
So please, speak up and share some of your adventures and travel news here, and submit your pictures using our speedy, secure form. You can submit up to 7 pictures at a time, with an overall description and one for each picture.
You can, of course, send an email with pictures if the form gives you trouble, or if you are trying to submit something special, like a zipped archive or a movie. If your pictures are already hosted online, then please email the links with your descriptions.
For each picture, it’s best to provide your commenter screenname, description, where it was taken, and date. It’s tough to keep everyone’s email address and screenname straight, so don’t assume that I remember it “from last time”. More and more, the first photo before the fold will be from a commenter, so making it easy to locate the screenname when I’ve found a compelling photo is crucial.
Have a wonderful day, and enjoy the pictures!
Sorry to all who I tried to publish for today, I encountered lots of errors and have little mental “pow” to deal with more than the path of least resistance.
Thank you JR – I think I stomped something else of yours, but I’ll try to solve that another day.
Mom is doing ok, not good. I’m now here all the time (only son, no other family outside of Texas) so I’ve not paid the attention I should to this feature. I will, soon.
Until then, let me share with you a picture I took nearby. This is the view from where we (me and then-best-friend Brian) dropped off a stolen quarter-full keg of beer from some stupid Georgetown University frat boys our junior HS year, 30 years ago. Unfortunately, it didn’t have a tap, and no store would rent underage boys a tap without a credit card and deposit. So it sat outside until it was reported to police officers and then returned to the store from whence it came. Ah, the good old days, and getting away with stupid shit without digital evidence of all shapes and sorts!
This is looking over the (former) train bridge over Canal Road/Arizona Avenue in Washington, D.C. In the distance you can see forested cliffs; that is Virginia, across a deep, rapid stretch of the Potomac. During the Civil War, there were Rebels there – in view.
In my neighborhood is a former Battery a hundred or so feet higher in elevation than my family home where cannon were emplaced to shell across the river and defend against any efforts to cross the river up to Chain Bridge or down to Fletcher’s Cove. Gettysburg may be a two hour drive, and Bull Run much less, but it’s crazy how literally close the enemy was here, in our Nation’s Capital – within view, within hearing, but not effective rifle range.
It reminds me of visiting Bogota in 1996 – you could not believe that “los guerillas” were just over the mountain, and were likely viewing you in their scopes. Crazy that rebellion can be so physically close to the seat of power and yet not destroyable. Perhaps the best, most unheralded change of the past few years is the conclusion of the civil war in Colombia, and the beginning of repatriation of FARC. Finally a great people can work together to forge a better future for their children.