<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 10:33:54 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>vacation</category><category>Brian</category><category>Connelly</category><category>Kara</category><category>Portland</category><category>Simon</category><category>dad</category><category>eye doctor</category><category>friends</category><category>new york</category><category>saturday night live</category><category>st. patricks</category><category>steve carrell</category><category>yankees</category><title>Around the world with Lora!</title><description></description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-1751967983321137959</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2011 20:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-16T15:33:12.406-05:00</atom:updated><title>Movin on up!</title><description>I&#39;ve moved to a new blog provider...so check out the latest adventures at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://gaigespages.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;http://gaigespages.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I&#39;m working on adding the Black Sea Boogaloo and Costa Rica!</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2011/09/movin-on-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-1823432626366611496</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 20:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-24T15:25:24.705-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Journey Home</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a half day to enjoy the resort, so Nita and I were up early to hit the pool.  We laid out, rode on the slide, swam around the pools…it was a perfect end to the trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For lunch, we finally got to snack on the pizza that never seemed available…but it was worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did a few last pics on the beach and bid Mombasa adieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_2025_TheJourneyH1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We played a few more games of Spades in the airport…and Tan and Ali killed Seth and me…but it was still fun!  If we had a few more hands…we totally would have prevailed!! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We chatted with the owner of Palbina travel, named Paul in the Simba Restaurant in the Nairobi airport.  He was very happy to take all of our feedback and was an extremely nice guy.  I highly recommend them if you&#39;re planning any travel to Kenya, Tanzania or Uganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#39;m on the plane about to land in Houston now.  We&#39;ve been travelling for the last 30 hours, but I feel pretty great.  It&#39;s been fun reliving the highlights of the trip and I feel so lucky to have the best friends to share these experiences with…thanks to you all!  Cheers to our next adventure! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/10/journey-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-6795351515566105236</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 20:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-24T15:12:32.859-05:00</atom:updated><title>Mombasa Beach Day</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;5:30 am and the alarm was going off.  What had I agreed to?  I stumbled downstairs, not sure where we were going to meet.  I almost fell asleep on a little outdoor couch when I looked up and saw Tan making his way to the beach.  We sat in beach chairs and watched the sky slowly illuminate and the resort lights shut off.  We were perfectly positioned for a beautiful sunrise over the water.  The landscape and color of the water and sand changed every few minutes.  We took pics from the resort and down on the beach.  It was beautiful and worth the wait!  Thanks Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_2012_MombasaBeac1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went back up to bed to snooze until my massage at 8:30 am...Nita was planning to enjoy a spa day too.  Ali, Tan and Seth were off to go deep sea fishing at 7:30 am that morning.  Jackson and Mary spent their morning scuba diving in a nearby reef.  I was totally relaxed after my spa treatments that were in a little cabana on the beach.  I think I fell asleep several times during my massages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went down to the beach and 2 guards walked by with their AK-47s and cheerfully greeted me with a high pitched JUMBO!  I love this place!  Nita joined me shortly after then we ate lunch and went to ride the big waterslide!  We took a few trips down and met up with Jackson and Mary.  Then the clouds rolled over!  Boo.  We went to the swim up bar and shivered in the water.  When it kept raining, we gave up and headed to the Coco&#39;s bar.  We all hung out for a while.  Mary and Nita went up to the room to get ready for the evening and Jackson and I relaxed a little longer at the bar.  Again, the one on one time with people on the trip has been one of the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_2012_MombasaBeac2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally heard the other guys were back and raced to get ready for dinner.  They had caught 8 tuna and we were having their fresh catch for dinner at a local restaurant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_2012_MombasaBeac3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Richard picked us up and brought us to the Safari Inn.  This place was perfect.  There were some locals, tourists and a few ladies of the night.  But it was all part of the ambiance!  They grilled the fish perfectly and we all had more than we could eat…and that was probably just part of one tuna!  Their guide took the remainder to freeze for himself.  Thanks so much to the guys for the amazing meal and unique experience!  They played some foosball and pool with some new &quot;friends&quot; later in the night.  We invited Richard in to have a soda with us and got to ask some questions about Kenyan culture.  He was truly just a nice, kind person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_2012_MombasaBeac4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dinner, we went back to the White Sands to check out karaoke…and it finally happened…we heard and got to sing along to &quot;Don&#39;t Stop Believin!&quot;  We had asked every guitarist along the way if they knew it.  After karaoke ended, we went up to Tan and Seth&#39;s room to play some cards.  We started with Blitz and moved on to my favorite Spades.  On the way back to our rooms, Jackson pushed his door open and there was a lady in his room!!  She had gone in the wrong room, but it was a little crazy for a minute!  It was really late and just a weird coincidence that this happened right before Jackson got there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/10/mombasa-beach-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-8916662828366405634</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Oct 2010 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-24T11:03:26.090-05:00</atom:updated><title>Mombasa City Tour</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had breakfast and got to take in the full beauty of the place.  The water was blue green and the beach was beautiful.  There was some seaweed, but it was still great!  And the resort had one huge pool with a waterslide and a smaller quiet pool.  The dining area and bar areas were nice and expansive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_1603_MombasaCity1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We booked a city tour for that afternoon.  We all piled in the van and joked that it would be funny to pop the roof and explore like we were on safari.  Our guide was a guy named Richard and we scored again being hosted by another wonderful and friendly person!  First stop was the crafts village.  This little community is a government-created area for artists to carve, sand, paint and gloss the figurines that are sold to tourists throughout Kenya.  You could even request a custom piece with exactly what you want.  The people are given the wood, which comes from Tanzania and they sell their pieces to each person up the chain.  Then the adjacent store tracks the final artist number and that guy gets paid.  The people seem happy and were more than happy to chat.  The prices were fixed and reasonable.  It was the best quality we had seen over the entire trip.  This is definitely the best place to buy all your souvenirs.  Just skip all the other shops along the way!  The city tour continued visiting the port.  We also stopped for coconuts as we drove to our next stop…yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_1603_MombasaCity2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, we headed to Fort Jesus.  This was built by the Portuguese and was a military base.  It was later controlled by Oman and Britain and after that, used as a prison.  In the 1960s it was converted into a museum and tourist attraction.  It offers nice views of the Ocean and town.  I ran into a little boy that was smiling as I took a picture at the top of the fort.  He shyly gave me a high five.  And I asked him if he&#39;d take a picture with me.  He scooted off to his mom&#39;s side.  Then his older brother came up to say hi and I put out my hand to get a five from him too and he wrapped his little arms around me and gave me a huge hug.  I almost melting into a pile of sugar…he was so sweet!!  He snuggled up to take a photo with me and the little bro ran over to be in the photo too!  His mom and Tan both took pics of us.  Their names were Francis and Teddy and they were so sweet with their little British accents!  I&#39;m in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_1603_MombasaCity3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of our highlights was an art display by children around the world.  They were all told to do a self-portrait.  We shouldn&#39;t have but laughed our tails off at these kids, but we did!  Here are a few children&#39;s artwork WINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_1603_MombasaCity4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We drove through the old town next.  It was filled with narrow streets and shops.  There was a large outdoor market too.  We kind of wished we had walked this by foot…but it was still nice to see from the car too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The city tour continued through their downtown area and to the elephant tusks over the main street (not actually made of ivory) that were built to honor the Queen&#39;s visit in the 1960s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_1603_MombasaCity5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the tour, we went to clean up for dinner…on a boat!  We went to the Tamarind Dhow, a sailboat that hosts a dinner cruise and dancing.  We started with dawas and reminisced on the trip throughout dinner.  The band was fun, but the food was the highlight.  We expected it to be okay, but it was fabulous!!  I had mixed seafood salad, tomato soup, lobster and fruit.  Delish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102410_1603_MombasaCity6.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn&#39;t stay awake at the end of dinner…not sure if it was the Dramamine or just being exhausted, but I was ready for an early bedtime.  Tan and I agreed to try one more time to catch the sunrise and planned to meet at 5:30 am.  I was skeptical both of us would make it!  A few people in the crew went to the Nakkumart…the Kenyan version on Walmart then headed to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/10/mombasa-city-tour_24.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-3865279894043821853</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Oct 2010 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-23T18:22:16.342-05:00</atom:updated><title>Masai Mara to Mombasa</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was another early morning as we were set to drive back to Nairobi.   We took a different route than we took in…still super bumpy, but interesting.  It was through a very flat area with lots of Masai tribes.  I&#39;m guessing these groups were far less exposed to the world beyond the Masia Mara.  We got lots of stares and tons of little kids waving along the way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We stopped at another tourist shop along the way and I found my prize souvenir.  Peter, the giraffe!  He is so beautiful and Ali helped me to negotiate a reasonable price.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_2321_MasaiMarato1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch was back at the Carnivore.  This time I opted to try the meat.  I had chicken, turkey and ostrich.  I was pretty surprised I really liked the ostrich.  And it fit my no eyelashes rule!  We went back and played on the playground a little again.  I just can&#39;t get enough playtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_2321_MasaiMarato2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Nairobi airport SUCKS.  There isn&#39;t much to do there and there are lines everywhere.  Plan on extra time if you&#39;re arriving or leaving this place!  We finally made it to our gate and it was up and away to the rest and relaxation portion of our trip…Mombasa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We drove through town and I got to chat with Ali and Mary.  Ali had been riding shotgun the entire time, so it was nice to get to know about him and his family.  We arrived at the White Sands resort and it a sea of white marble and all open air!  Then, I heard that my favorite Bob Marley song was playing, Three Little Birds.  Ahh, I could feel all my muscles relax.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had met at the Coco&#39;s bar and took a little trip down to the beach, borrowing a fire someone left behind from a previous celebration.  The sand was white and the Indian Ocean was almost glassy it was so smooth.  We all got a little chilly and headed back to the beach bar.  Everyone trickled off to bed one by one.  Again, it was Tan, Seth and me in the end.  We made pillow forts to stay warm with the sea breeze.  Tan drifted off to sleep and I got to chat with Seth.  Again, it&#39;s so wonderful getting to know old friends better…but it&#39;s equally wonderful meeting new friends that are interesting and you just enjoy getting to know.  We eventually turned in for the first time knowing we&#39;d get to sleep in a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_2321_MasaiMarato3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/10/masai-mara-to-mombasa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-7073255997358522777</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Oct 2010 19:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-23T14:20:56.567-05:00</atom:updated><title>Masai Mara</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We met Peter at 6:00 am to watch the sun and the animals rise; neither disappointed.  The simbas were our playing in the morning light.  We first spotted a group of lionesses dining on the previous night&#39;s kill.  There were a few older cubs tucked in the grass too, I think.  Then we went up a few yards and there was a proud male!  He was right in the middle of the street.  He was huge and powerful.  They have definitely earned the title King of the Jungle.  We thought there was typically only a single male in a pride, so we were shocked when another huge lion came up right behind our car.  There was no confrontation and they seemed okay with each other.  We called them the Brokeback Lions.  Maybe these guys were more than just friends? &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_1920_MasaiMara1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went back to the lodge for breakfast then went to visit the Masai Mara village nearby.  On the drive, we stopped and picked up a Masai warrior.  Guess who it was…here&#39;s a hint…we could tell by his name on his belt!  Ken!  He was so nice and bonded quickly with his brother from another mother, Tan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They sang and jumped for us.  They invited us to dance along too and placed the tribal lion hat on each of us.  And we got to hold a warrior stick too.  Oh the power!  They were also very open and told us to ask anything we were curious about their lifestyle and daily goings on.  We learned that they still have multiple wives, a wife is worth about 10 head of cattle, their houses are built by the women and dry walled with cow dung.  The men walk the cattle and goats during the day; the women have babies and seem to do most things in the village.  Divorce is not common and it&#39;s kind of a wonder considering the women&#39;s responsibilities.  They also still practice circumcision on both the men and women when they come to age.  Most women marry at about 15 and the men at about 23.  The men are later because when they hit 18 years or so, they go to a central Masai school and learn about their background and how to be a Masai warrior and man.  They said the people usually live into their 90s, which was also quite amazing.  I have a little ADD and when they were talking about the history of the tribe, I saw a little boy playing on the perimeter and he came to stand next to me; and gave me a high five.  So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then listened to a chant/song by the ladies…Nita, Mary and I joined them.  Next, it was time to visit a Masai home.  Wow.  Makes you thankful for all the little things we have.  It was a stick hut with little rooms for the animals and people.  There was a fire going and a lady that looked maybe 50ish in the main room, the living room/kitchen/bedroom.  We heard a little whimper and there was a tiny baby on the bed we were sitting on.  He asked me if I wanted to hold the baby…umm, of course!!  It was so tiny and had big brown eyes.   She started to babble and grandma asked for her.  I passed her ever so carefully over the fire.  I was terrified of dropping her…thankfully we made the transfer just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then learned to make fire and Bill got kind of swindled into buying the 2 pieces of wood for too much money.  We then went through their &quot;gift shop&quot; with the items the tribe makes.  Most things were similar to what we had seen elsewhere.  But we did pick up a couple of things to support the group.  The people are far too pushy for my liking though.  They really pull and tug at you and just don&#39;t give you any peace to just look and take everything in.  Overall, it was very informative and crazy to think that these people live this way.  This tribe does have access to mobile phones and plenty of tourists though.  So they are pretty knowledgeable about the world outside their community.  They said some of their tribe&#39;s people have gone to school in Nairobi and in the US.  When they return home for visits though, they are to live as the tribes do and honor tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_1920_MasaiMara2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were all pretty wiped out after the tour and just wanted to sit.  I love the fact that even after 8 days almost everyone still spent some time on the patio of the lodge chatting, listening to music, trading pics and just being together.  This group really felt like a family.  While we sat for a few hours, waiting for the next safari, we got to see all kinds of wildlife from the lodge.  There were hippos and crocs in the river; colorful birds in the air; a family of baboons in the canopy of the trees; monitors running about; and cute little coatis running about.  On the way back to the hotel to get ready for safari, Nita and stopped and saw some monkeys digging in the trash.  We snapped some photos and Nita got close…and they monkey totally came at her!  I have never seen her move so fast.  He started to come after, but then I stopped.  He stopped in his tracks too and went back after Nita.  I yelled, &quot;stop&quot; since it worked for me and she trusted me and screeched to a halt and the monkey did too.  We laughed a lot after, but I think Nita won&#39;t be getting close to any primates anytime soon!!! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_1920_MasaiMara3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way to the evening safari, we took Bill to the airport. The airport was comical.  They were literally shooing animals off the runway for takeoff and the runway was dirt.  I imagine a pretty bumpy takeoff and landing!  The waiting area was a little open air space with a couple of benches and the toilets looked like outhouses.  We all said our goodbyes to Bill and waved at the plane passing overhead about an hour later.   We were all sad to see him heading out so quickly…he meshed right in with the group and everyone loved meeting my other travel buddy.  The entire crew talked about how interesting and nice he was to have on the trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we left the airport, we saw the biggest elephant yet lumber right past out van.  It was nice to be the only vehicle and not surrounded by 15 other safari vans.  This encounter seemed more relaxed and peaceful.  The rest of the afternoon took that pace too.  Not sure if it was a transition day for a lot of tours, but it felt like we had much more quiet time on this trip.  We drove through the trees looking for a leopard sighting to round out the BIG 5.  Jackson mentioned earlier in the day that he just wasn&#39;t impressed by the zebras.  &quot;WTH&quot;, I responded, &quot;they are the funniest animal here!&quot;  He told me to prove it.  I got my chance as we drove past a group of wildebeest and zebra and one was on the ground rolling around.  We all thought he was injured, but they he just popped up. In my head, he was totally taunting a nearby predator in the safely of his big herd.  I think I win, zebras ARE funny. &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_1920_MasaiMara4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, a slow sighting evening, gave birth to Jackson&#39;s favorite past time…introducing the group to the horse face.  Basically, you blow through your mouth and flap your lips…he was up first.  Win!  Everyone was game.  Throughout the trip we all took our turns…classic.  Total blackmail material…as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all watched the sun set over our final evening in the Masai Mara.  Such happy memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/102310_1920_MasaiMara5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At dinner that night, we were all wiped out and knew we had an early morning.  We did get to hear Jambo, Jambo and Happy Birthday to a little guy named Robert at the next table, but when they sang it sounded just like Robot.  Sometimes the dumb things just make you laugh…it worked for Nita and me in our sleepy state!!  We sat by our fire and listened to the guitarist again before heading to dreamland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/10/masai-mara.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-6286797167583129295</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 00:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-07T19:29:21.295-05:00</atom:updated><title>Lake Nakuru to Masai Mara</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had breakfast at the lodge and headed out for our early start to the Masai Mara.  As we pulled around the bend to leave the hotel, we looked back and lo and behold, there was the sun peeking over the hill!  I guess we stayed up til sunrise after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The drive to the Masai Mara was about 6 hours.  Tan, Seth and I slept, I mean meditated, for much of the journey.  We stopped at a market along the way and guess who was there…the Dutch family!  Tan welcomed the dad into our group by sharing an elephant hat!  Back on the road, it was a nice time to peek at the view every now and then and catch up on our zzz&#39;s.  About 2 hours before we were planned to arrive, the road got bumpy.  We were rattling about like mad.  This is where Peter&#39;s mad driving skills came out.  I think we were going at least 40MPH and bobbing and weaving, bounding all around, going down into ditches to avoid potholes.  There are no rules on these roads.  He explained that in the USA if you&#39;re swerving, you&#39;re drunk.  If you drive straight in Kenya, then that&#39;s when they know you&#39;ve been hitting the bottle!  Once we all adjusted and just went along for the ride, it was kinda fun.  There was also a ton of dust, but we all survived it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/090810_0019_LakeNakurut1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived at the park entrance and about 5 minutes into our drive to the lodge, there was an elephant!  In the wild!  He was huge!  And a big contrast to the little babies we saw at the Sheldrick orphanage.  As we snapped photos and popped the roof open, another emerged from the brush, then some babies.  It was so cool!  I think there were 6 or 7 in all.  Their tusks are massive, the best is when they flap their ears and they just exude grace and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We continued on the lodge and saw plenty of zebra and wildebeest.  At first, we were like, yeah, yeah, another wildebeest, but as the trip grew, we all started to really like them!  They just have a goofy look, but they&#39;re pretty graceful and always seem to watch the vehicles pass and look back at us curiously.  Their migration is the highlight of the year in the Masai Mara...an estimated 2.5 million of them cross the land.  We like to think it&#39;s a highlight of their year too when they get to see the &quot;Migration of the White Vans&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/090810_0019_LakeNakurut2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We checked in to the Mara Simba.  This place was heaven.  The lobby is up on stilts above the reserve and overlooks a river and lots of trees.  This time we all got to stay together so we could just knock on doors to rally the troops. We took off quickly for the evening safari since we were running a little behind.  We quickly learned the Swahili word for lion was Simba.  Anytime there was a lion spotting, we would race to the scene…as would all the rest of the vans.  We just weren&#39;t having any luck.  They were always hiding from us.  We did get to see a zebra kill that was on the menu for the lions later that night.  The stunning thing about it was the ease the lions must have in taking out their prey.  You couldn&#39;t even see an ounce of blood.  It was odd. When we were at the kill, we ran into the Dutch family once again…I think they may have been following us! Jackson and I rode on top of the van for an hour or so and it was a bumpy mess…but worth every second!  We laughed and held on for dear life as we wobbled down the paths!  Both of us later recalled just being in awe of the panoramic views and it just hitting us…&quot;we&#39;re on safari with great friends…in AFRICA!&quot;  It was awesome. We did get to see another big elephant, giraffes, zebras, ostrich, vultures and wildebeests that day, so it was a win.  Toward the end, we did get to kind of see a pair of lions in the grass, which they call a marriage when it&#39;s just one male and one female…but we conceded that we&#39;d have to hope to see them running about the next day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/090810_0019_LakeNakurut3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we drove back to the lodge basking in the sunset, most of the crew were back in their seats.  Seth and I were still up spotting, when I saw a shadow on a hill…everyone popped up like meerkats, all facing the same direction.  There she was!  Peter called over the radio, &quot;Simba! Simba! Simba!&quot;  It was beautiful…she looked so regal and proud.  We all snapped shots furiously before we were joined by several other vehicles.  She walked down the hill them started to roar to another lioness.  The other female came from the trees and they grunted back and forth.  I&#39;m sure they were preparing to hunt and you could feel it in the air.  They sauntered over to each other and crossed the street behind us.  It was awesome and we all headed back to the lodge with huge smiles!  This is why we all signed up for the trip and we got to see our lion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/090810_0019_LakeNakurut4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back at the lodge, we all met up for dinner and watched the jumping Masai tribal dancers.  There was one in particular that caught our eye with his name on his belt called, Ken.  He jumped high and we just loved that he had his name right on his outfit.  We then sat by the fire and toasted to our day.  There was a great little guitarist that played John Denver and Bob Marley tunes and of course, Jambo, Jambo.  We started to play Monopoly Deal and a guy came up and stated chatting with us and sat down with his drink.  He was nice, but we were all just kinda enjoying each other&#39;s company…so we said our good nights and got ready for an early morning of safaris the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/090810_0019_LakeNakurut5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On an aside, Swahili is great!  All the words are happy and cheery…here&#39;s a short lesson!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hello=&lt;strong&gt;Jambo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lion=&lt;strong&gt;Simba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No Worries=&lt;strong&gt;Hakuna Matata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friend=&lt;strong&gt;Rafiki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweet Dreams=&lt;strong&gt;Lala Salama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank You=&lt;strong&gt;Asanti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&#39;s funny how unoriginal the writers of The Lion King were too…they just took the cute words directly from Swahili!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/09/lake-nakuru-to-masai-mara.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-8791690242413857818</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2010 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-20T22:42:33.142-05:00</atom:updated><title>Nairobi to Lake Nakuru</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We woke up bright and early to meet our guide for the next few days.  I think we all fell for him quickly.  Peter (always pronounced with a British accent) is a kind, soft spoken person like most of the people we encountered throughout the trip.  He made us all smile and we totally hit the jackpot!  Not to mention he has the best driving skills I&#39;ve even seen.  More on that later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all &quot;meditated&quot; (aka slept like babies) at some point in the car, but there were beautiful views all around us for a majority of the drive to Lake Nakuru.  We stopped in an area that looked over the land below that was just stunning.  There were little shops along the cliffs that had very high pressure sales people and Tan got a &#39;Kenyan GPS&quot; that was a map of the surrounding areas at the base of the mountain.  The view was worth the haggling though!  It was awesome!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/082110_0341_NairobitoLa1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peter asked us a little while into the trip if we wanted to see hippos…umm, of course!  So we made a midday stop to stretch our legs and take a little boat out to explore the lake.  We were surrounded by gorgeous scenery with hills and tress.  We saw hippos and families sunning on the same beaches…not sure I&#39;d want to be that close!  Then our guide stopped to buy 2 fish from a couple of guys on shore.  He whistled for an eagle above and it swooped down and snagged the fish only yards from our boat!  It was fantastic!  We also saw the home of Karen, famous from &#39;Out of Africa&#39;.  It was a gorgeous place with one of the prettiest views I can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/082110_0341_NairobitoLa2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then took a small break and pulled into a cove.  Another guide walked us through a field of zebra, wildebeest and deer.  The animals on the land had been brought over from the Masai Mara for the filming of &#39;Out of Africa&#39;.  There were lions for the filming as well, but those returned home.  All of these herbivores have remained here since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/082110_0341_NairobitoLa3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then took our motor boat back to shore and continued on to Lake Nakuru.  Jackson enlightened us on the many uses for Twizlers along the way!  Peter went to check us in to the park and told us, &quot;beware, the monkeys &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; be naughty&quot;.  There was no might about it!  These monkeys were a hoot!  They climbed into a neighboring car&#39;s front seat and taunted the people in the back seat as they took pics.  The moneys were ready to grab and run off with any snack they could find too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We dropped our bags at our hotel, the Lion Hill Lodge, and headed out for our first official safari!  We popped the roof open and clustered together to catch of glimpse of some incredible animals!  There were baboons in clusters everywhere and even with little babies on their backs.  Our first drive was to the lake itself.  There were thousands of flamingos throughout the lake.  And we got to see the first of the BIG 5…water buffalo (the others are the elephant, lion, leopard and rhino).  They were massive and lazy on the shore, but it was a beautiful contrast to the bright, pink flamingos.  We walked a while there and took some jump pics.  Along the way, Jackson developed a little crush on one of the girls in a passing safari van and Tan hooted to her as we passed…haha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/082110_0341_NairobitoLa4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was now time to explore the rest of the reserve and see what else we&#39;d be able to check off our list.  We spotted white rhinos with a baby by their side, lots of antelope, hyenas that appeared to have cornered a single water buffalo and plenty of zebra and little deer that I can&#39;t remember what they were called.  Fun fact about the white rhino…they are actually grey just like the others, but were called &quot;wide rhinos&quot; for their wide mouths and that erroneously became white rhinos over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; We made our way back to the lodge with a stunning, colorful sunset as our backdrop.  Seth climbed on top of the roof for the bumpy ride back to our home base. We were 2 down on the BIG 5 and had a great day so far.  A couple of people back at the hotel showed us video of elephant and lion encounters they had that day…we were a little jealous, but it just made us more excited for what we&#39;d get to see in the coming days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/082110_0341_NairobitoLa5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lodge was gorgeous!  Each room was in a little duplex cabin.  There were no phones or tv, which were a nice break, but made us coordinate our plans a little earlier in advance.  Nita and I scored room #1, the honeymoon suite.  We had our own fire pit, balcony and a nice, big room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way to dinner, we heard drumming and made our way to see the native dancers.  Nita and I went on stage and danced with them.  It was fun and tiring, the only downside is deodorant isn&#39;t quite as popular as in the US…and wow, it was stinky with all the sweating! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;  But it was a great time nonetheless.  We then had our first buffet which was pretty good then headed down to the firepit after dinner.  We were joined by a family from The Netherlands…and it was the same girls from the ride!!!  Turns out the family was visiting for their grandpa&#39;s birthday and it was him, his daughter and husband, their 3 kids + a boyfriend.  I think there was other family on the trip too…but these were the ones at the fire pit.  Turns out the girls were 16 and 18…and I thought I was bad about young&#39;uns!! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;  They were all super sweet and we sang happy birthday.  Then it was their turn to teach us a Dutch campfire song.  We all sang, Fur, fur, fur (fire, fire fire) and toasted to new friends.  One by one people started to go to bed.  Around midnight it was just Tan, Seth and me.  We stayed up talking forever.  We chatted with the guards and with each other.  It was so relaxing.  At some point, we had the bright idea to stay up and watch the sunrise.  Seth napped on a couple of chairs and bailed to his room at about 5:00 am.  Tan and I kept each other awake telling stories and made it to dawn.  We walked back to Nita and my room and she was up.  Well, we made it to sunrise, but the sun wasn&#39;t coming up over the lake…it was over the hill behind us…not quite so dramatic!!  But it was worth it anyway!  I guess this day blends into the next…so I will wrap up and move on to the trip to Masai Mara in the next post! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/082110_0341_NairobitoLa6.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/08/nairobi-to-lake-nakuru.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-8857311880812663025</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-17T21:06:30.985-05:00</atom:updated><title>Tan’s Birthday in Nairobi</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby elephants are quite possibly the cutest animals I&#39;ve ever seen.  And I have the pics to prove it!  We went to the &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.sheldrickwildlifetrust.org/&#39;&gt;David Sheldrick Elephant and Rhino Orphanage&lt;/a&gt; just outside Nairobi.  In line we met several people from Houston.  Tan met a couple from Spring and I met a guy that used to work at Compaq until 1999.  Crazy, small world!  We got to the front of the pack and ran to get a great spot.  The trainers stood around for a while then it was time to see the cuteness run toward us!  OMG…they came galloping up and drank from baby bottles, then they played soccer and ran around.  They were absolutely amazing and precious.  If I could put an elephant in my bag, it would have been running around Memorial Club on a leash!  I settled for the next best thing and adopted an elephant named &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.sheldrickwildlifetrust.org/asp/fostering.asp&#39;&gt;Tumaren&lt;/a&gt; that was abandoned when her mother was killed by poachers.  She stayed by her mom&#39;s body until she was rescued and brought to the reserve.  You can tell there is a strong bond with the orphans and their foster parents as they nuzzle and touch them with their trunks.  The trainers even sleep in the shelter with the baby elephants each night.  We did get to pat a rhino on the nose too. &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081810_0204_TansBirthda1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next stop was Giraffe Manor.  They were all sizes and had all different kinds of patterns.  We got to hand feed them from the ground and from a little fort with a bird&#39;s eye view too.  We did a little shopping at the gift store then it was off to lunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081810_0204_TansBirthda2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Talisman was delicious.  I had artichoke hearts and crab pasta.  Both were so yummy!!  The service and surroundings were both incredible.  There were plants, flowers and little huts with colorfully decorated pillows everywhere.  My favorite area was the garden though.  There was a tree I could sit and read under all day.  And a sweet little herb garden was tucked away on the side, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081810_0204_TansBirthda3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We continued our day on a city tour of Nairobi.  We caught beautiful views over the city and looked down on a park that hosted a rally for the election that was coming up on Wednesday.  This rally was all green, so it was the side that was voting YES to the new constitution for Kenya.  We saw lots of state buildings and statues around town.  The highlight for me was then driving through the poorer area of the city.  It was interesting.  The surroundings and living conditions were sad.  They didn&#39;t appear to have electricity or water, but people looked happy in general.  Some yelled at us angrily (Tan swears someone told him &quot;I will kill you!&quot;) while most smiled, waved and even blew kisses.  It looked like their primary industry was taking scraps from other businesses and converting them to something else.  There were oil drums that became wheelbarrows and other metal goods and they were converting tires to shoes too.  They also had many of the homes painted with sponsored ads from safaricom and other companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081810_0204_TansBirthda4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later that evening we went to Carnivore, famous for its exotic meats.  Bill also arrived that night and got to join us at the restaurant!  The guys tried crocodile and ox balls.  Back in the day they had things like zebra and giraffe…but those were no longer on the menu. The staff came out and sang a big &#39;Happy Birthday&#39; and &#39;Jumbo, Jumbo&#39; to Tan on his big day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081810_0204_TansBirthda5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, after a huge meal and a &#39;few&#39; dawas (the drink of Kenya, made with vodka, honey, lime and brown sugar) we hung out a little then discovered a playground in the back of the restaurant.  We zoomed down the slides, climbed thru tubes and bounced on the suspension bridges.  It was a great night and hope it was a spectacular day for our Birthday boy, Tan! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081810_0204_TansBirthda6.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/08/tans-birthday-in-nairobi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-1515346546149045052</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 02:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-11T21:13:59.277-05:00</atom:updated><title>Dubai to Nairobi</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a long, fun night it was time to take care of Nita&#39;s favorite pastime…shopping!  We took a taxi to the Gold Souk and where you could find any sort of goods, most of them probably from China!  There you could find gold, toys, spices and clothing.  Seth was pumped when he found his Sheik hat.  I&#39;m sure it will be appearing again later in the week.  We also took a little detour to see the old town and walk along the water.  As we were heading out we noticed, our favorite shopper hadn&#39;t purchased anything!  How could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081210_0213_DubaitoNair1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a taxi to the hotel then took the metro back to the airport…helping Ali to learn to blend with the locals!  At the airport, we snacked on Irish food and the boys stocked up on &quot;the guys&quot; to take on our trip…Jack, Jim and Johnnie.  I slept like a baby on the flight to Africa!  We arrived in immigration and pretty much ran to the line.  Nita and I blazed through quickly with our visas in hand and headed to baggage claim.  It took a while for the luggage to arrive, but we eventually collected all the bags.  It had been about 2 hours and no friends in sight.  2.5 hours passed and we finally spotted Ali.  Then about 30 minutes later Tan, Mary and Jackson showed up.  And we all spent the last 45 minutes running around in baggage claim taking pics and getting excited to leave the airport!  Jackson and I stayed entertained watching a little boy that looked like he was there traveling alone.  He spun in circles, rode the baggage claim conveyer belt and bopped himself in the head.  We gave him a British accent and laughed as we came up with what he was saying to himself.  Finally, about 30 minutes later we all cheered as Seth made it through! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081210_0213_DubaitoNair2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our plan was to go to Carnivore that night, but it was pretty late so we just relaxed at the hotel.  We had a nice waitress and the guys discovered the Kenyan beer, Tusker.  The food was pretty delicious too.  The Stanley hotel was built in the early 1900s and has been renovated.  It&#39;s beautiful!!  There is also a tree that used to hold notes so the guests could communicate with each other.  Midnight passed and it was officially Tan&#39;s birthday!  He left a note for us all on the tree and we signed the back of the note to wish him a happy, wonderful birthday in Africa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081210_0213_DubaitoNair3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/08/dubai-to-nairobi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-4369462083729679085</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-11T12:12:43.425-05:00</atom:updated><title>Full day in Dubai</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;The alarm went off too early, but it was time to get up and take advantage of the nice, sunny day!  We had a great breakfast buffet and taxied over to the Burj Khalifa.  I highly recommend the prepaid tour times if you&#39;re going for a visit.  We picked up our will call tickets and set off for the elevators.  There are pics of the building&#39;s construction and fun facts about the height and scale of the building.  We took the elevator to the 124&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; floor and took in the view.  Mary was a little intimidated by the height at first, but adjusted quickly.  All the buildings looked like ants below.  And we weren&#39;t even close to the top.  The building is an astonishing 160 stories. &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.skyscrapers.net&#39;&gt;http://skyscraperpage.com/&lt;/a&gt; is a great site to see how this building sizes up the other structures around the world.  I can now say I&#39;ve been in the top 3 tallest in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1705_FulldayinDu1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We walked back through the attached mall…it&#39;s nice that the entire area is connected by indoor walkways to avoid the heat.  We knocked out some shopping.  I got my Christmas ornament, a camel, and children&#39;s books in Arabic for my mom&#39;s class…my 2 must have souvenirs.   I also picked up a pretty, hand painted plate and a cookbook to try my hand at making Middle Eastern cuisine!  We then took a taxi to the Mall of the Emirates to check out Ski Dubai, a huge indoor ski slope.  We decided to get a pass to the &#39;snow park&#39; that included the luge and tubing.  We all giggled and played like kids having snowball fights and racing down the hills.  We, of course, took lots of photos and were taking a group shot when this guy photo bombed us!!!  We were all laughing and he totally left his wife on a sled to watch.  Tan held the guy in the gondola with us so he would stay in the pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1705_FulldayinDu2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch was next on the plan.  We represented lots of nations with our lunches, America, the Middle East and Chinese.  Tan, Nita and I scored with a great meal from a place called Pasha that was fast food, but delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went back to the hotel to relax for about 15 minutes then we met our Knight Safari guide, Mohammad, in the lobby.  He had us laughing from the time we got in the car.  He heckled girls on the side of the road near the sheik&#39;s home and talked on the phone, passing it to Seth to talk to his friend.  About 15 minutes into the drive, we seemed to be heading back to the city.  We all whispered to each other and he finally confirmed we were going to back to the hotel to pick up the photographer.  So, we set out for our safari site again!  We even had our picture taken by another car that was checking out our group of tourists on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we arrived in the desert, we zoomed along a fence and raced the other Land Rovers.  It was our turn to heckle and we teased our driver and told him he&#39;d get a better tip if our truck won the race!  We then stopped at the beginning of the desert adventure and took some photos and check out the pretty views of unending sand.  There was also a hiss that was the guides letting air out of the tires.  Then it was go time…and we had the best soundtrack for the ride!!  Ch-ch-check it out!  Our guide and I were both dancing and we told him to put his hands back on the wheel!!!  I was sitting shotgun and it was CRAZY!!  We zoomed and darted thru the dunes.  We would head straight uphill, the windows pointed to the sky then all of sudden we&#39;d be skidding across the top of the sand and sliding back downhill.  A few times we missed the crest and would take a sharp angle downhill then catch up to the rest of the land cruisers.  We stopped for pics over one of the top points in the desert with really nice views.  We were all a little tipsy when we finally made it to camp.  First order of business was to ride a camel.  They snorted and &quot;growled&quot; as we got on and took a short walk.  Then we settled into camp.  We got to try all kinds of snacks, were painted with henna, held a hawk, met a local dog and drank wine coolers…umm, which of these things don&#39;t go with the others?  Later in the evening we watched a slide show, where we were the first pic and were entertained by a belly dancer that shook and shimmied like nothing I&#39;ve ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1705_FulldayinDu3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It had already been a long day, but we couldn&#39;t resist meeting Tan and Ali, that had gone to dinner with one of his friends living there.  We met at the Fountain Café and the boys were smoking shisha.   I tried the mint from Tan&#39;s pipe.  Not sure if I did it right, but it was pretty smooth and good.  We still wanted to get the full nightlife experience, so we headed over to Kasbar on the beach.  This place was PIMP!  Nita and I bounced to the music and Tan and Ali joined us shortly after.  Seth held down the fort at the bar.  After lots of fun, we took a night tour of the Jumeriah area.  We drove to the gate of the Burj Al Arab (the big sailboat hotel) then drove onto the palm and took some other fun pics of the Atlantis Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1705_FulldayinDu4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/08/full-day-in-dubai.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-7786229984435299527</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-11T08:08:32.935-05:00</atom:updated><title>Dubai, we have arrived!!!</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all arrived at IAH and Tan casually asks, &quot;Hey, would you mind carrying my Zune?&quot;  But, of course…then I offered to carry his nice, fancy DSLR in my backpack.  Somehow his new neck pillow ends up strapped to my backpack too.  I think I&#39;m starting to understand why I was invited…to be Tan&#39;s Sherpa!  He eventually stole all the good back and carried my backpack, but it made for some laughs.  The time flew by and it was suddenly time to board and we even heard &quot;passenger: Moore&quot; over the loud speaker and raced to get on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The flight was SO NICE!  Emirates is an amazing airline!  Some of the fun touches were (1) The video system had 1200 movies, I think and all kinds of other entertainment. (2) The front and bottom of the plane have cameras and you get to watch takeoff and landing and anything in between…even though most of our flight was clouds or the dark of night.  (3) We fell asleep under the &quot;stars&quot; on the ceiling of the plane and woke to the lights slowly coming up and birds chirping.  The food was pretty good along the way and the staff was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1308_Dubaiwehave1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we landed in Dubai, we were all ready to hit the ground running...as much as you can be after a 14 hour flight.  We took the metro to the hotel Novatel in the World Trade Center and found it easily.  We met Ali in the lobby and rallied to get out and hit the town.  The weather was hot and pretty humid, but about what most of us expected and not too unbearable…especially after the sun went down.  Our first stop was to see the amazing dancing fountains at the Dubai Mall.  It&#39;s like the Bellagio water show x10.  That was a recurring theme in Dubai.  They have taken lots of the cool things from around the world and do them bigger and better…the benefit of being a relatively young city.  We also had a great view to snap the first pics of the Burj Khalifa, the tallest skyscraper in the world.  We then went on a search for food.  The mall is huge big and opulent.  Every shop you can think of was there and there were beautiful art displays and cool touches like interactive maps that let you search your destination and then it shows you the route to that location.  After about 4 tries on the interactive board and 100 stops at the information booth we finally found our restaurant.  They had a prime space on the patio where we caught the final fountain show of the night to Ave Maria.  Dinner consisted of hummus, fatoush salad, kebabs, and more.  And every bite was delicious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1308_Dubaiwehave2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dinner, we headed to the Library Hotel nearby.  This place was swank!  We took the elevator to the 63&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; floor to Bar Neos that has stunning views of the city and the illuminated Burj Khalifa.  The lights on the building seemed to pulse to the music in the bar.   I have to say, the people watching and outfits were quote entertaining too.  We grabbed our drinks and snagged a prime table.  We toasted to a great adventure over the next week!  I can&#39;t wait to share this time with friends old and new!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/081110_1308_Dubaiwehave3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/08/dubai-we-have-arrived.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-182782292998646944</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Aug 2010 16:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-24T11:06:19.198-05:00</atom:updated><title>Dubai and Africa – it starts</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&quot;&quot;&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was a snowy night in December, Tan mentioned in passing, &quot;my friend and I are planning to go to Africa, you in?&quot; It took me about 30 seconds to say, &quot;where do I sign?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here we are, there are 8 of us now that have been to lots of planning meetings at &lt;a href=&quot;http://houston.citysearch.com/profile/37248670/houston_tx/ranosh_cafe.html&quot;&gt;Ranosh&lt;/a&gt; and Ali&#39;s place and exchanged countless emails, and we leave in the morning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of the essential items for any trip is the itinerary…so here&#39;s the plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/072810_0402_DubaiandAfr1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/072810_0402_DubaiandAfr2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2010/07/dubai-and-africa-it-starts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-8432323664438951454</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 2009 03:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T22:35:39.062-05:00</atom:updated><title>Great Urban Race - Austin</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday afternoon seemed to last forever...tick tock, tick tock.  That&#39;s usually how it goes when you have something you&#39;re looking forward to.  I&#39;ve had a dream for a while of going on The Amazing Race.  &lt;a href=&#39;http://blog.allthingsannemarie.com/&#39;&gt;Annemarie&lt;/a&gt; and I tried out for the show last year and I really had my hopes up that we had a chance.  It didn&#39;t pan out, so when I heard from my awesome friend Dana that The Great Urban race was a micro version of the show + you didn&#39;t have to be &quot;selected&quot; + it was in my backyard, in Austin, I was in!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mentioned it last week and Mindi&#39;s face lit up…I knew I had my partner! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;  There was lots of chatting on the way and we got to Austin in no time to meet Dana and Liz for dinner at Shady Creek.  The waiter stunk, so we decided to abort those plans and do a little pre-race shopping and grab Olive Garden for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040809_0329_GreatUrbanR1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dana wasn&#39;t feeling well, so she and Liz decided to stay home and recover.  Mindi and I sadly left on our own to make them proud on the race.  We will definitely do this again with Dana as soon as she&#39;s back to her awesome, normal self!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived at Pease Park at about 11:00 and hung out and made new friends until the kick off at noon.  They encouraged costumes, so we got into it and dressed for the time of year as Easter bunnies.  At 12:00 sharp, they passed out the clues and we were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040809_0329_GreatUrbanR2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bolted to a shady spot and worked through the 12 clues.  We had most of them mapped and we were so smart to buy a public transportation map to pinpoint lots of the locations!  We were a tad confused as we started, jumped on and off the bus, but finally got back on track.  We were headed to Whole Foods to get our canned food for one of the challenges, when we saw lots of people over at Waterloo records.  We thought, &quot;oh good idea&quot; that they were completing a clue where you had to take a pic with a person wearing a concert tee.  We found a guy with a Peter Gabriel shirt and were on our way.  We got our canned food, canoed around Town Lake, took a pic at the Reagan High School baseball field and with Peter Pan at the mini golf course, then dropped off our food at the Mary Lee Foundation.  After all of this running, we headed toward 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Street.  Our &quot;phone a friend&quot; buddies Dana and Liz helped us solve a few clues and we took our pic at The Lucky Lizard and the big red mmmpanada stand.  We did take a quick stop to dance a little to the tunes blaring on 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Street as people partied through the sunny Saturday afternoon.  We had 2 clues left.  1) Where did Willie Nelson play on Nov 2, 2000 and 2) Take a pic with the longhorn statue at the co-op.  This is when we realized that Willie played at the WATERLOO!!  Oh, crap, we had to backtrack all the way to Lamar and take a pic in front of the store instead of inside.  Oh, boo!!  We ran our bunny tails down there then made our way to the longhorn statue.  On the bus, we made friends with 2 girls from NYC and met back up with 2 other friends from the very beginning of the race.  We all made our way to the statue and snapped the pic.  We got back to Pease Park in just under 4 hours…hot and sweaty, but with big smiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040809_0329_GreatUrbanR3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a really fun adventure and can&#39;t wait to do it again…hopefully this season and with a bigger group so we can strategize all together and place in the top 25!  Our final rank was 88 of about 230 pairs…which was just awesome for us rookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a stop at Thundercloud Subs, on the way home to Houston Mindi just couldn&#39;t resist the cute bluebonnets on the side of the highway, so we stopped for a little photoshoot as the sun set! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040809_0329_GreatUrbanR4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-urban-race-austin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-2041464932085093697</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 04:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T23:06:41.676-05:00</atom:updated><title>Copenhagen, Denmark</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We pulled into port right on time.  These Scandinavians aren&#39;t playing when it comes to being punctual!  It was a beautiful, chilly day when we arrived.  We made our way to The Palace Hotel, right on the main square.  As we checked in, they played this crazy James Bond music and I felt like someone was going to come slip Alison and me a secret mission to go complete in the city.  Our 007 never showed up, so we took the double decker bus from outside our hotel to tour the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The major stop on this route was the Copenhagen mermaid.  Denmark is the home of Hans Christian Anderson, who wrote the fairytale &quot;The Little Mermaid&quot;.  She was cute, but it&#39;s odd to see which landmarks gain such attention!  She is actually such a big deal, we were lucky to see her before she goes to Shanghai for the World Expo 2010!  We then hopped back on the bus and decided to jump off again when we saw a big crowd gathered at the Amalienborg Palace.  We hit perfect timing to see the changing of the guard.  It&#39;s lots of ceremony and a cool site to see.  We timed it perfectly!  It only happens once a day, so pretty cool catch it.  We crossed the street to see the impressive Opera House, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0400_CopenhagenD1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wait for the next bus was about 30 minutes, so we decided to walk for a while.  We walked to a cute marina area with lots of outdoor cafes.  These crazy people love to be outside on a pretty day, even if it&#39;s cold.  They will sit outside and the restaurants even provide blankets to keep them warm!  We then walked over to Christiania, which was a hippy community that formed in the early 1970s.  We couldn&#39;t quite find the actual entrance to the community, so we walked to where we &quot;thought&quot; the next stop would be.  Umm, no stop to be found, so we ended up walking back to our hotel.  We got to see lots of the city and it was all worth the hike.  One the way back, we walked along the &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.tivoli.dk/composite-3351.htm&#39;&gt;Tivoli Gardens&lt;/a&gt;...an amusement park right in the center of the city that was founded in 1843.  Sadly, we had one week until it opened, so that leaves something to look forward to on the next trip.  As we walked up to the hotel, we noticed a band setting up…it was a group of Native Americans...that we saw last year in Ljubljana, Slovenia!!  What one earth are the chances?  Later, we found out there may be more than one group that travels Europe.  Has anyone else seen these guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0400_CopenhagenD2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a quick power nap and tore up the snack bag like a pack of wolves then headed out to look for souvenirs and walk along the busy pedestrian area.  My friend from HP Denmark, Lars, met us and showed us around town.  Really, Alison ended up giving him a history lesson on the city…all from her keen listening skills on the double decker bus!  We talked through a church, the winter palace gardens and met another beautiful pup named Freddy!  He was to completely adorable and friendly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0400_CopenhagenD3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, we went to the Hard Rock Café to get a pin for our friend Linda then stopped for yummy &#39;Danish&#39; treats and visited a local pub to have a few drinks.  We capped off the night with an awesome Italian dinner with a really sweet waitress from Bulgaria.  Right as we were heading to bed, the sound of car horns blasted from the square below.  I ran to the window to take a look and a bunch of guys ran from their cars up to a limo in the front of the caravan and tossed a guy, who I&#39;m assuming was the groom, into the air a few times!!  It was crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0400_CopenhagenD4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took off early the next morning and caught some unbelievable views of Iceland and Greenland on our way home!  Another great trip…can&#39;t wait for the next tuck n roll!! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0400_CopenhagenD5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2009/04/copenhagen-denmark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-11143517340156393</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 02:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T21:37:40.833-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oslo, Norway</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We woke up the next morning to a blizzard…OMG, it looked COLD outside.  Before we set out for the day, we went to have the breakfast buffet.  It was heavenly!  I felt just like I was sitting down to Christmas dinner!  There it all was…the cold cuts, cheese, breads, hot dishes, Wasa crackers…it was so delicious and fun to see that our Christmas tradition was legit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0236_OsloNorway1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once we were stuffed, we bundled up and started our walk to the boat dock.  Alison had read about a great little boat tour to all the museums with nice views of the city.  When we got to the marina and all of the boats were covered in snow, we though...hmmm, we can&#39;t see 10 feet in front of our noses, it&#39;s freezing and snowing.  Is this really the best way to enjoy a boat ride?!?  We assumed it wasn&#39;t running and were trying to think of a plan b when Bill asked if we had been sledding before.  Alison and I had both never been and we got excited for our new adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0236_OsloNorway2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we passed the boat office, a lady came out and asked if we were waiting for the boat, it was to arrive any minute.  We had gotten kind of excited about our new plan, so we asked if she happened to know of anywhere we could sled.  The people throughout Scandinavia were incredible!!  They are so helpful, cheery and nice.  The 3 people that were in the office called the sled rental place and gave us exact directions of how to get to the hill.  We were expecting to do this in the city somewhere on cardboard boxes…not &#39;real&#39; sledding…but we were up for the fun.  I found an adorable little pup along the way too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0236_OsloNorway3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took the train to the second to last stop to rent our sleds.  Then hopped back on the train to the Frognerseteren stop and finally found our way to the starting line.  The train route we took was on the way to Lillehammer, the site of the 1994 Olympics.  We all took off and Alison sat still on her sled, after the first run, Bill and I were pumped up and wondering what happened to Alison??  We called her with our &#39;hooty hoo&#39; signal and nothing…finally we see her creeping like a snail down the hill.  Side note - Alison is good at everything!  So seeing the total look of contempt for the sled had us laughing our asses off!  This was a lot more work than we had bargained for, but gave us some gorgeous views and once we got the hang of it…it was so much fun!!!  Oh, and Alison was zooming past me by the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0236_OsloNorway4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were all soaked…Bill and I were in soggy shoes, Alison&#39;s jeans were wet, so we just raced to get back to the hotel and warm up.  We packed up our bags and decided to have another bloody mary in the hotel bar to warm us up for the hike to the boat dock to catch the ferry to Copenhagen.   This one was no prez-club bloody, but it was a good thing we tried to warm up a little…it was still frozen outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we spotted the ferry, we realized this was a little more than a dingy, it was a full-fledged cruise ship!  We boarded at about 4:30 and expected to take off at 6:00.  We dropped off our bags in the teeny room and went up to have a glass of wine before dinner.  We pulled away from the dock promptly at 5:00!  Good thing we didn&#39;t procrastinate too long!  The views were beautiful as we left and it was a bonus that we got to watch the coast before our dinner at 6:15.  The buffet was another smorgasbord with a crazy selection of foods.  We gorged…the highlight were the cold and hot mussels…they were SO yummy.  The biggest surprise on the menu was crawfish!  They weren&#39;t seasoned Cajun-style…but still odd to see them on the buffet.  We also learned at dinner that there was a trucker convention on the boat, so of the 1200 passengers, 900 were men.  That made for a loud night of hooting and hollering outside our cabin, but lucky me that I&#39;m a really heavy sleeper!  I felt so weak going to bed early, but Alison had drugged us to make sure no one got sea sick…it was probably a good thing!! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/040209_0236_OsloNorway5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next stop, Copenhagen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2009/04/oslo-norway.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-6062588544458026552</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 05:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-31T00:34:12.000-05:00</atom:updated><title>Stockholm, Sweden</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived in Stockholm early in the morning.  Right off we got to see how friendly and helpful the Scandinavians were going to be.  We met Joakim in the tourist center and he made us laugh and wake up from our long travels.  He had a dry sense of humor and was totally game when we asked him to take pics and even be in the photos with us!  He said, &quot;you better not tag me in those on facebook&quot;…so Alison memorized his name...and we totally found him…we&#39;re friends now!!  Small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0528_StockholmSw1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bill arrived shortly after us and we took the train into the center of town.  We knew we wanted an overview of the city and to see the Viking ship at the &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.vasamuseet.se/InEnglish/about.aspx&#39;&gt;Vasa Museum&lt;/a&gt;.  We hopped on the double decker bus and the trip started!  The weather was chilly with ice and snow on the ground…but bundled up it was a perfect day with a gorgeous, sunny sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0528_StockholmSw2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our first stop was to see the famous Vasa that sank on its maiden voyage…actually, this majestic boat never even made it out of the harbor!  It collapsed under the weight of its sail.  It was built in the 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; century…after sinking it spent the next 333 years at the bottom of the sea.   It was pulled from the bottom of the sea in 1961 and restoration is still in progress.  This museum is awesome!  There are school-style diorama projects that will blow you away with mini scaled version of a cross section of the ship, how it was built and how it was rescued from the sea floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0528_StockholmSw3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next, we hopped back on the bus, some of us took a little power nap prompted by the sun beaming into the bus.  We then stopped at Old Town to walk around and grab a bite to eat.  Alison had found a coffee shop that was supposed to serve the thick hot chocolate, like we had tried in Ljubljana…and we actually found the place!  We all got a hot meal and warmed up from the chilly weather outside.  The food was great and the white and regular chocolate was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0528_StockholmSw4.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From there, we walked the pedestrian area of the Old Town, found a few little tourist shops with Alison&#39;s snow globes and crystals for her nieces and a few Swedish items for my family.  I even found a keychain with &#39;mormor&#39; on it!!  I was always the only kid with a mormor, so it was pretty cool to see it pre-printed! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then walked back to the main area of town.  There were lots of shops and the city seemed to come to life in the afternoon.  It was very quiet when we arrived at 10ish, then it was totally bustling later in the afternoon.  We stumbled on an open air market, took in the flowers, fruits and vegetables.  There was a man from Persia at one of the stands that sold nuts and dried fruit.  We chatted with him for a while…I think he is the only person in Europe I&#39;ve met that liked George W…crazy dude! &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;  We bought some corn nuts to snack on thru the trip and I got some for my mom too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0528_StockholmSw5.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We looked at our map and debated what else to do with our day.  We all had achy feet, so we decided to try to catch an earlier flight.  We got back to Arlanda Airport and no luck.  But, we did have a nice time relaxing in the Prez Club (stocking up on more snacks) until we took off for Oslo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We arrived in Oslo right on time at about 9:30.  Normal landing…then the fun began.  After touching down, we didn&#39;t even break stride, I looked out the window and commented, &quot;wow, we&#39;re still going really fast!&quot;  We had to have been doing at least 50mph, thru turns and all.  We screeched up to the gate and everyone popped out of their seats…faster than Alison, Bill and me…that NEVER happens.  All of a sudden the back door opens, the jetway is open and people are pouring out of the plane and hauling to the terminal.  We all look at each other stunned at how fast everyone is moving. Are we missing something here…is there some huge line coming up for immigration?  We move up to the walkway in the terminal and everyone is still practically running…Alison is elated and we&#39;re all convinced she MUST have Norwegian roots.  We run/walk all the way to baggage and head for the train.  These people just move fast and it&#39;s awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took the train to our hotel.  The Radisson SAS is connected to the rail station by a sky bridge.  It was chilly out, but little did we know, the real cold was going to be the next day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2009/03/stockholm-sweden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-4211658631064662</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-30T23:38:42.268-05:00</atom:updated><title>Scandinavia bound at 600 mph</title><description>&lt;span xmlns=&#39;&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;It&#39;s been a while since I&#39;ve posted.  I didn&#39;t post on Ireland and missed having the recap to remember the details of my adventures…so jumping back on the bandwagon and here goes.  My friend, Matt, is the PM for a great little product called the &lt;a href=&#39;http://h10010.www1.hp.com/wwpc/us/en/sm/WF05a/321957-321957-64295-3841267-306995-3872994.html?jumpid=reg_R1002_USEN&#39;&gt;HP Mini 2140&lt;/a&gt; and he was nice enough to loan me one for this trip!  So, I have half the weight of my mobile workstation to lug as I travel Sweden, Oslo and Copenhagen.  So far, this thing rocks!!!  Here&#39;s my little setup on the plane.  I even had room for my meal next to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0400_Scandinavia1.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, we woke up early and Oscar took Alison and me to IAH to catch our fight to Newark.  We relaxed in the president&#39;s club, had a 9am bloody mary and worked on our master cheese collecting skills.  I think our chico sac is completely overflowing with cheese and cracker goodness!    Oh, and we discovered the hazelnutty goodness of Nutella.  If you haven&#39;t tried it, run to the store and pick up a jar…YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also called and chatted with my mormor.  She is the absolute best!!  We are so much alike and it makes me hopeful that I will call or stop by and visit with her more.  I mentioned that I was going to call her the night before, but was afraid 10:00 was too late…she laughed and said, &#39;oh, that&#39;s like noon to me!&#39;.  I think I know where I get my night owl-ness.  She gave us a few tips about going back to the smorgasbord as much as we&#39;d like and how to saw good day (gudog) and thank you (taksamika).   Her mom was from Stockholm and had the last name Magnuson, so we&#39;ll see if I run across any distant relatives.  I&#39;m a total mutt of ethnicities from around Europe…but I&#39;ve always felt so, so close to my mormor and many of the customs and traditions I cherish from my family and will definitely pass to my own family are from mormor, that were passed from her mom.  When she was little, her mom didn&#39;t speak any English and lost her site when she was older, so my mormor would read the Swedish paper to her.  We always have a smorgasbord for Christmas, with appetizers, cold foods, hot foods (including Swedish meatballs) and rice pudding with raspberry sauce.  There are 2 almonds hidden in the bowl and the people who get them win a prize.  Somehow it was always Beca and me…so weird!  &lt;span style=&#39;font-family:Wingdings&#39;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;  We always had a centerpiece with candles and little angels twirling around too.  Looking forward to see if the culture and people seem similar to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a quick stop in Newark where I picked up my FAVORITE Swedish delicacy…Swedish Fish (haha)…that brings us to now, on a plane somewhere over the Atlantic near Reykjavik, Iceland.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched Australia the first 3 hours, not what I expected, but a cute movie with some nice scenery. Took a little nap with John Mayer singing me to sleep.  There is something about his music and planes for me.  I can just listen to him on shuffle the entire way. When I was in Taiwan a few years ago, I was listening to Brian and Kara Connelly&#39;s wedding CD and fell in love with 3x5 and been hooked ever since.  My other favorite travel artist is Damien Rice…he evokes more emotion through his voice that anyone else on my iPod.  Being on the plane for these adventures can make you a little stir crazy, but there is something about the peace and quiet, before the hectic travel schedule, of having 7.5 hours to yourself.  To just relax and close your eyes with no distractions and lose yourself in a song, it&#39;s nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking forward to the adventures this trip has in store…see you in Stockholm!  Here&#39;s the plan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0400_Scandinavia2.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.gaigespages.com/blog/033109_0400_Scandinavia3.jpg&#39;/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2009/03/scandinavia-bound-at-600-mph.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-5877991981703252432</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T09:49:18.425-06:00</atom:updated><title>Rockafire Explosion</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I am sitting at work. Reading other people&#39;s blogs. Feeling bad that I haven&#39;t posted to mine in forever...and I stumble upon this gold mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you grew up in the 80s and ever visited Showbiz pizza and watched the Rockafire Explosion...you have to watch this video!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ur8AwQHusZw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ur8AwQHusZw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;There are a group of guys making a movie about the fanboys of this ape-led band.  Can&#39;t wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rockafiremovie.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;http://www.rockafiremovie.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/12/rockafire-explosion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-3458293475821761129</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T17:47:14.123-05:00</atom:updated><title>i think i&#39;ve made a huge mistake</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;That was for all my fellow Arrested Development fans. Wait, a joke&#39;s not funny if you have to explain it...oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So, I&#39;m insane and have decided to ride with Team HP in the MS150 this year. It should be a rewarding and exciting experience...but I am totally scared @&amp;amp;#*less! Wish me luck and hope I don&#39;t totally come back scraped and bruised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;As part of this whole thing, we have to raise moolah for the National MS Society  research fund. It&#39;s great cause, so if you have some spare change, feel free to visit my page! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://main.nationalmssociety.org/site/TR/Bike/TXHBikeEvents?px=5892289&amp;amp;pg=personal&amp;amp;fr_id=10222&amp;amp;et=l6uZvX9bx52Ud2XNDwN_HQ..&amp;amp;s_tafId=102539&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Donate Now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257515396022319186&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWKzoFhnaqdh0ncDCoPSJ18iu4hPTROHQE3iyWJweCbEtqGlzsB_3lZe6PqQ0n1_TQoCXNXGbcEnSObyNhyxdwgZkKBtKw7kSjikxfpF6HyJIKuPAuoS3WP8O1PD4yui5Ne1laG_8g2NU/s400/150.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-ive-made-huge-mistake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWKzoFhnaqdh0ncDCoPSJ18iu4hPTROHQE3iyWJweCbEtqGlzsB_3lZe6PqQ0n1_TQoCXNXGbcEnSObyNhyxdwgZkKBtKw7kSjikxfpF6HyJIKuPAuoS3WP8O1PD4yui5Ne1laG_8g2NU/s72-c/150.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-722389725964158129</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-14T14:07:12.094-05:00</atom:updated><title>Gaigespages is back!</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;It all started when I was uploading pics last week. I was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;rollin&lt;/span&gt; through my photos and trying to get caught up on &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;gaigespages&lt;/span&gt;...my last update was in June...ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;All of a sudden, I started getting an &quot;upload failed&quot; message. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, weird...but I was upstairs, must just be a bad connection. I schlepped the computer, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;HDD&lt;/span&gt; and power adapter down closer to the access point. And nothing...same issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I tried again the next day after work...ready to throw my computer across the room! I finally plugged in the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;ethernet&lt;/span&gt; and it didn&#39;t change a thing...&quot;upload failed&quot;...(@&amp;amp;$!!! Nita was even over one night and got to see my crazy &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; self try over and over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I googled &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;ethernet&lt;/span&gt; speed&quot; and found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.speedtest.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;this cool tool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;, but it didn&#39;t tell me what I wanted to hear. I had no upload connection. Well, at least I knew the problem now. I IM&#39;d and talked on the phone with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Comcast&lt;/span&gt; and they pretty much just told me to be patient, they were fixing an issue in my neighborhood. Boo :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I finally tried again last night, and voila...it worked! Yippee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gaigespages.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;gaigespages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; is up to date with 31 new albums from the last few months!&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257087592948617202&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcQUdNJOo9OlRHAk-MP5tVBUaskUn77ad8VaH9lqWBI5_0-14AButJzHxW_EDMp9OCRxpPcm42EPoBEuL43dy7VkqDdIhCULACqsO0k19R_EfhrQKyGJnzOd1bamhuQ4bnFRiXlCwiKU/s400/dt.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/10/gaigespages-is-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWcQUdNJOo9OlRHAk-MP5tVBUaskUn77ad8VaH9lqWBI5_0-14AButJzHxW_EDMp9OCRxpPcm42EPoBEuL43dy7VkqDdIhCULACqsO0k19R_EfhrQKyGJnzOd1bamhuQ4bnFRiXlCwiKU/s72-c/dt.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-7088904982701091749</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-12T23:21:33.106-05:00</atom:updated><title>Turkish fest</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The Greek fest was postponed due to Hurricane Ike...so Nita used her google skills and found another culture to celebrate! The Turkish Festival was being held in Jones Plaza...so Nikki, Nita and I went to enjoy the fun. I cracked up when we walked in...the belly dancer was totally the same girl that just performed at a friend&#39;s birthday party recently...it had to be her!  The little boy and girl in the pic below were totally loving taking a little dancing lesson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487824637363378&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Uljj4XQLHSgMUXNubDUyRDvtKYDGdwziKVudz6ccyY_qiiUDG3XHR_k_iS_bOdVmCRUxo82TXhevuEQUUG3sPHtxCDIk7j6mrF6nk7fZq7cZp7x96TKx9kJNK7YONvPpxxssfAxdhgQ/s400/IMG_8628.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487830739657410&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjodOQwzYDnsWzHJx0mkuMBqpU6wmmkIfHUXtp5-sa4KogOt8gYT3omTmbLUXYuPE3ouYOAu-ANL7c5aWaUTGmiLq33FdaYeT_4L1VB9f8xbhhf9O_uEWS0iVzyJDxVqpqudspV3QN0UC8/s400/IMG_8635.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;We relaxed there for a while, then decided to go over to check out Discovery Green. Nikki and I snacked on ice cream and we just enjoyed the pretty day at the new, busy downtown park!  It&#39;s nice to see that Houston finally has a nice outdoor area to relax in town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487838785122354&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr3H-DQIonZ_0dXHHXHDFXr78jEawqlZ7PlqnCnIPHy9NBQwEqnpdhf4sjnbjo3GAielztuUc1xP-YblilKUp8d1R78li_WupFHhNNAE5qlLYa4ZcwEEwTo1q_w3coEw7nPBsE8cSa-lg/s400/IMG_8641.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/10/turkish-fest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Uljj4XQLHSgMUXNubDUyRDvtKYDGdwziKVudz6ccyY_qiiUDG3XHR_k_iS_bOdVmCRUxo82TXhevuEQUUG3sPHtxCDIk7j6mrF6nk7fZq7cZp7x96TKx9kJNK7YONvPpxxssfAxdhgQ/s72-c/IMG_8628.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-226357119129063919</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-12T23:11:44.112-05:00</atom:updated><title>dog day at the park</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;My mom and I took Rocky (who just turned 16!!!), Luna and Gidget to the park to enjoy this wonderful time of year in Houston. The temperature has been absolutely perfect the last few weeks! 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alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrQDi1tdMWt0PjY3Hok8AESgSOSCNUlqGXHA4vA8uZ-22F1djU0GQ48lIJT2boy-3zSa-Gokyg-p5NwXf_sPdPaqaVaVVQ1qXwkaohF6VPc54u8XxSSqRvci4qpbjKxOZkgURwyss7ERM/s400/IMG_8684.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/10/dog-day-at-park.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLDaGHXAKu6QwM3uZk23jlEW3Ajzwuuh6w7YiHGwynQ5gFj4IKJRDiAQtvCjM_wAFobm42WJ4uyMMwitYEnCrdj-yR2xP0jLOpCW_10R2dfjeQBWjK1n5Yf91m7Jov3z2h-ikLwL7Iyas/s72-c/IMG_8644.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-2719828689316346364</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 02:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-12T23:02:07.282-05:00</atom:updated><title>Astros game and playing tourist around Houston</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;My coworker and friend Andre, from our HP office in Germany, was in Houston for meetings...so I got to do my favorite thing...play tour guide and show him around town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;We did a little driving through downtown, the med center and uptown to prove that there is more to Houston than the 2 miles around HP.  We also shopped at the Galleria and had great luck that there was an Astros game on Sunday afternoon. I got to teach him a little about the game and the good guys even won their last game of the season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256480855032201330&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDdEEZRRu9RsIXGQIQYWD3HIUc2qiCvIyJKHblP_VwFrt7jkgzx0V3o1BhMjo_G6IG6jYqf3ouXdGGHJS-WacKQqJdCzqI5Ps_cN_y9XAErKN6scHp66FTjHxpIXq5TYiBNFWi5nQA5M/s400/IMG_8616.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/10/astros-game-and-playing-tourist-around.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDdEEZRRu9RsIXGQIQYWD3HIUc2qiCvIyJKHblP_VwFrt7jkgzx0V3o1BhMjo_G6IG6jYqf3ouXdGGHJS-WacKQqJdCzqI5Ps_cN_y9XAErKN6scHp66FTjHxpIXq5TYiBNFWi5nQA5M/s72-c/IMG_8616.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-837178634309948727.post-4766784198082622227</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 18:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-12T21:46:06.695-05:00</atom:updated><title>Ike...a few weeks late</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Again, it&#39;s been a while, gaigespages is giving me lots of trouble...well really Comcast. They&#39;re trying to fix the upload problem...so until I can get it updated, thought I&#39;d post a few blog updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;When I returned from Germany on Tuesday after Hurricane Ike, this is what I came home to. Here&#39;s a little peek at the damage around Memorial Club.  This tree was uprooted...these guys were lucky this fell away from the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462018489152802&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lIOZqmnAZJpk4XL5CYuPCkvb4yCw2IF7aNNHVeZbue3oV0IRnT-YRp2htd7CvYXYbGAHKF39OoxOaLyJYln9pPX4k8Huf2z0EK43ggF54b1I_II0ZE7qI_vN7ZUcn0DvgFA1MhWP_2w/s400/IMG_8571.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462024802051618&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitSft1EDU7MqR5eQj9g1oZtlPME7-N6SQV29w-TfrgQpq7_FlgUuymkOYb4j7DSqh5lFggeIRUY9BK2rL0ZttGxmkDYnGnRMK7KbyrIEYlEP4KDtVECFL4vuCSpHWXikNp_uYkguo1ERw/s400/IMG_8572.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Our place was fine, minus a few food items that had to go after the power outage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The storm did have an upside...I got to have a few house guests while everyone waited to get their power back. Over the weekend Camille and her sweet little Sadie stayed with me.   And during the week, I got Nita for a night before she was able to move into her place and get power back. Here&#39;s a pic of the Sadie girl! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462025783727602&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ADVnnOU6miI-P_497_BxfKN7xfVBL_LB_0OURYhGIAZGt09LztPm37_1VZ-y3bTMHZwNle0zYKIllDADNmlUjO_z9hHJR5Y_lTD04byE8LBPmAoN3qG73XpxgbVptRKOqEQbi_L2Tiw/s400/IMG_8604.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;n Sunday, Camille and I went to George R. Brown to help the evacuees. Right as we pulled up, they were transporting everyone over to a new location...so no help needed. We used our handy iPhones to find somewhere else to help and decided on the Houston Food Bank.  This is a shot of the Chase building that had the most damage in downtown...you can see all of the boarded up windows on the bottom floors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462022826122258&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG_Kfpg14ZhiJJ7ZS0LCTIXnWNoDLx-aqKQEDybZirfr7OwWvHpsFiyRX6jryFz3yS0v7BwTRNgdJYjkZxWYVvXnAK1I1g58UQyrhjzKLe0mofLD7dUgFOwxpqPMPkhqX7fwxzIKZNvi4/s400/IMG_8588.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;At the food bank, the people were all very nice and well organized. We put together boxes with lots of tuna, chili and some weird items like seasoning packets, BBQ pork rub and sprinkles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Here&#39;s Camille and me with our favorite box of goodies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256462024640821346&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlSayxT_RV0kVhykaVc5_GSiVzn-eK-uDsMXq0sxh1k0OVQ9iEGk7BK1_RFAyPJ11r2VIxamr9gahvgLezvmmJKXwCfmcu2uHwBle8DMHax_p23YRXBusXI3v_IYHjl5q5PXY6MZ7dwX8/s400/IMG_8597.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gaigespages.blogspot.com/2008/10/ikea-few-weeks-late.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (loragaige)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lIOZqmnAZJpk4XL5CYuPCkvb4yCw2IF7aNNHVeZbue3oV0IRnT-YRp2htd7CvYXYbGAHKF39OoxOaLyJYln9pPX4k8Huf2z0EK43ggF54b1I_II0ZE7qI_vN7ZUcn0DvgFA1MhWP_2w/s72-c/IMG_8571.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>