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One of the places we'll be visiting next month is Cappadocia, this weird, rocky, cavey, spirey, pilgrimagey, moony-looking UNESCO site in central Turkey. We are hoping for blue skies and clear sailing so that we can take the balloon ride and survey what surely is an amazing place from above.

My Great Love

We are both relatively private people and public displays of affection are not often our thing. Yet I hijack OOFALWO on this day to sound my barbaric yawp over the cyber-roofs of the world and to thank Deanna for fourteen years of adventure, poetry, and love.

Post-race meal #2

Slightly disoriented from standing in the slanted room, we were surprised to learn that our race medals were not chocolate coins.

Half on the Han

Here's to Team RIS, who ran with style on Sunday morning.

Is there a better way to spend a sunny May Sunday?

Over the obligatory post-race feast, we already started to plan our next running event. (Photos and effects courtesy of Rebecca. Thanks, Meyer!)

Shopping

Seashell necklaces, sunscreen, peanuts, and Gatorade - couldn't really need much more.

Room with a View

Huts have come a long way since we started island-hopping in this part of the world. Here's the view of our hut from the water...

and the water from our balcony.

Malapascua

Words can barely do this idyllic little island justice, unless I resort to a long list of superlatives or a stream of hyberbole, which I was told never, ever, ever to do in a million years by the world's most pompous writing professor. Pictures barely suffice either, especially after I unwittingly messed with the cameras settings, adding a definite blur to most of the snapshots we took. Fortunately, a few photos were salvageable.