Baboons fascinating and. . . stubborn as some mules

Morocco- BBC- Credit- Zakaria Aït Wakrim)

Morocco: (Source: BBC/Zakaria Aït Wakrim)

In Part 1, I chronicled my “adventures” in Mexico and Nova Scotia.  Here, a three-star restaurant dining experience in France is beyond disappointing, a baboon is more than fascinating, and a revolution is less than terrifying.

Part 2

My next mishap took place in France.  We had eaten well in Rabat, Fez, Marrakesh and Agadir in Morocco, sampling a stew of camel meat and other food of unknown provenance.  So far, so good, literally good.

My wife at the time and I then took a short flight to Lyon, where I had long before made a reservation to have dinner at a three-star restaurant that same evening.

We ordered a bit recklessly, and an extravagant feast was laid before us with ceremony unaccustomed to us.  At the moment the first course appeared, Continue reading

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Phnom Penh street names sound strange to these ears

Except for the boulevards, few drivers

recognize street names anyway

rue 6Long-time residents who can navigate Phnom Penh’s miserable traffic with assurance often fail to remember the names of the streets that they travel.  (Farther down, more about names that bring me up short, and there is a pretty big hint above.)

By “long-time residents,” I include bicyclists and pedestrians as well as most of the numerous tuk-tuk operators and motodops who clog corners in search of passengers and then cruise our thoroughfares when they get lucky.

I frequently come upon tourists and transporters with heads together puzzling over laminated maps that seem to offer little help.  An address Continue reading