Somewhere at the crossroads …

one finds the Wanderlust Cafe. A meeting place, a place of respite, a place to have some exotic tea or a stiff drink, eat fruits and simple food, a place to stow your pack in a safe corner, or lay out a few trade goods for sale. Listen to foreign tongues, write or sketch in your journal, argue philosophy, send postcards and file dispatches, or just sit and dream. Send some emails (though we can't guarantee the internet is working, shrug).

There's spies and smugglers and adventurers and artists and all other sorts of low-lifes. Fortunetellers. Bards. Poets. Pilgrims. Gods and goddesses in disguise. One never knows.

Where is it? Along the Silk Road, off the Barbary Coast, on a Greek island somewhere near Delphi or Shangri-La. Hard to find, hard to miss. Under the shade of a centuries-old mango tree. Adorned by long-limbed descendants of Egyptian temple cats. A place to tie up the camels and the horses and dust off your fedora. Swap some stories, or some lies. Hatch a conspiracy. Dance if you wish. Scream if you need to. Love if you dare.

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A Sister Ship of the African Queen

A sister ship to the African Queen, moored beneath a highway bridge over the Nile near Aswan in Egypt.  How many voyages up and down the river she must have made.  Now she lies still in her mooring, under the uncaring canopy of a modern steel and concrete bridge. 
She has had a most satisfying existence, [...]

Rushing Past

Go, said the bird, for the leaves were full of children,
Hidden excitedly, containing laughter.
– T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets
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Best I could do was snap a photo, and try to figure it all out [...]

Eagles on Highway

Some signs are for you.  And some signs aren’t for you.
This sign on Eastbound Interstate 70 in eastern Utah doesn’t seem to be for me.  I have pondered and pondered it for several years since first seeing it.  Carefully noted its location about 1 mile east of the Moab turnoff.  Slowed down to try to [...]

Unexpected Cairo

One of the men told me he thought well of Cairo.  It was interesting.  “Take it from me,” he said, “there’s a lot in seeing places, because you can remember ‘em afterward.”
– Rudyard Kipling
This was a hurried moment in downtown Cairo.  Captured while rushing past many intriguing stores and shops on a quest for some [...]

In the Corner of the Picture

Hidden in the corner of another picture, I find a little vignette.  Reflections from a shop window in the Kastro town on the Greek island of Milos.
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