The swamp monster, Brittany.
Toltec warrior, at the site of Tula, Mexico. The city of Tula reached its peak around 900-1150 AD.
Miao Zedong has left us. A gift from from Daughter #1 to my parents 16 years ago, we took her in when my father died a few years ago. She was the only surviving cat of several my parents had over the years. She had no name besides “the little grey cat who is so nice”. She had a scratchy voice. So we christened her “Miao Zedong”. Though an old cat at 16, she still was very active, outside of her mandatory 20 hour sleep a day. Fell ill a few weeks ago. Nothing to do. Good-bye Chairwoman Miao.
The swamp monster above? Just a collector of salt in the “Marais salants” (salt pan) of Guérande, one Brittany’s most famous places of salt production or harvesting. The pan or swamp of salt water is divided into squares, allowing the sun to dry out the water leaving the salt at the surface. The workers who extract the salt and deposit it on the round circles (see the white patches in the centre?) are called “paludiers”.
Lori’s diner is the point of entry to the Twilight Zone in San Francisco. Above: 2016. Below: 1959.
(cuest)o locale è (viet)ato (fotogra)fiare. Sienna, Italy, 2014. Photos prohibited. Oops. I only just realized. Scusi, scusi.
Climbing Popocateptetl, the second highest mountain (volcano) in México. We took the “easy” route by Tres cruces. Easy, mountain wise, except for the wind blowing volcanic sand in our faces in the last part of the climb. And the altitude of course. Since all my photo albums are in crates pending our programmed house move next month, I have to resort to a mercenary photo of the mighty Popocatepetl mountain:
At that time the volcano was not active. One would spend the night at the refuge, start the climb at 4:00 AM and trek a relatively easy 7 hours climb on the left to the edge of the crater. Here is my own personal view from the top:
5,500 metres, 17,800 feet high. (My highest on foot) 🙂 From the rock ledge on the left, one can look down below and see the small sand crater inside the mountain, with a small sulfur lake in the middle. And fumes to the left. A few years later, the volcano went active. Can’t escalade the mountain anymore. Poisonous gases will kill you easily.
Thank you for climbing with Equinoxio.