Boun Ma Thuot and Another Waterfall

Nam, believe it or not - doesn't matter.

Top of the World

See what happens when you press the GO button.

YOU GO!

And go we did.

Not even sure where next is, doesn't matter.

Da Lat Waterfalls

Repelling down waterfalls is the new in. And in we were. With the waves crushing us from above, we lose our footing, then our breathe as the water surges into our mouths and noses. We hang on to the rope and have to pick ourselves up in order to continue the decent.


Then the fall. We release the rope and free fall into the depth, popping up finally only with the need to regain consciousness.


That was just the first fall. Below is the second where we had no footing from the beginning, just straight repelling. One enjoyment was braking the rope to stall in and under the water to allow the water to have its way with me. The continuous crush of the water over my head and on to every part of my body fed new life and new energy into me.


aZ cliff jumping. From high up, we jumped and plunged and resurfaced, somehow. And again, we survived.


And for some reason the people paint their horses to look like zebras. We saw two.


Somewhere in the woods outside of Da Lat.


Da Lat and new life! More waterfalls to come.

NAM - The Beginning

The adventure continues. The Buddha into the sky, here we fly. Up always.


We drive into the trees.


Deeper and deeper we go, never to return.


Our trustee companions. Somehow these toys held up. Held on by glue and rusty copper wire, we soared, and we survived.



Meeting some friendly faces along the way.


And of course, relaxing. We're on vacation, extended vacation. Our first mini retirement.

Peace Out Saigon

Making some bills before the big bike trip.


A friend from Israel returned to Saigon with my favorite bottle of liquor - Arak. Not Arak, Arak!


Z and the ladies jammin' out.


Now Z and Alec jammin' out, reminiscing about old times. This was at our going away party.

Peace out Saigon!

The Sun Always Rises in Cambodia - Angkor Wat

The Sun Always Rises in Cambodia, and seeing it at Angkor Wat is a Blessing.


It is a blessing because of this woman. Tying yellow string to those visitors who take a second look at this enlightened lady, she places her hands together to distribute her unlimited gifts of the heart.


Take a gander at life!


Home for these kids are these temple walls, which have broken down over the last 1000 years, allowing them to grow beyond the walls as the trees have.


And the trees will always grow, over everything and all. There is no stopping em'. And we climbed up. Even some small kids saw us and went on up as well. Times!


Father and son at home and at peace.


More trees growing out of the ground and out of the temple.


More trees. More temples. More Times.


And of course, the babies.


Livin' it up.


A friend I met, again. She also had yellow around her wrist.

Cambodia is Gold!

Cambodia is Gold

After only a week and some days in Cambodia, I fell in love. Cambodia is Gold!


Some silhouettes of an ancient building against a semi cloudy and breezy days' sky.


Nice picture Truc.
Luckily my camera continued to operate. Nice shot Michael. 3 more years!


The crew (less Michael). Where did Michael go? Sorry for partyin'!


Makin' money! Z and I gettin' ready for adventures.

saigon 2

Cute kid. Kids are everywhere in Vietnam. Everyone has a baby.

Working hard, but really, the women here work really hard. She deserves a nap, or two.

Mekong trip with Z. A boat ride with a woman. Lovin the bare feet approach.

Vietnam Lung.

Drink the Snake Wine. No need for a chaser.

Bzzz.

More buzzin'.


Cheers y'all - Happy Thanksgiving. Thanks KFC for our gravy. We're all great cooks!