Randolph is also home!


First night home, Randolph puts himself to bed in his basement suite.


Happy downstairs but happier sleeping upstairs with Barbara and me.


Randolph was happy to finally see the cable guy from TWC to install telephone, TV and internet services.


My youngest sister Sheri and her husband John hosted us for the last three nights before we flew home. Middle sister Bobi and her husband Ken drove us to and fro. It was so good to be with family! Wish I’d taken more photos. And wish I could have visited with my oldest sister Karen and her family who were taking in the hay in Upstate NY.



M.H.S.= Middletown High School, Connecticut, where I graduated in 1962. My sister, Sheri, informed me that Melilli, Sicily is Middletown’s Sister City. And the church in Middletown is based on the design of Church of Saint Sebastian Martyr.    So, we had to swing through on the way to Agrigento.              https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melilli

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That’s Dave and Caroline by the rental car as we arrive in Melilli.

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BELOW is the church where Apollonia Vitelli was wed to Michael Corleone in the movie The Godfather.

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Turkey – Italy – Sicily


Istanbul day 3 (6)

Inside Hagia Sophia

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The real whirling dervishes, a sect of Islam. The whirling is meditative and prayerful.

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Outside our hotel: Best Western Empire Palace, Istanbul


The Key to England

Henry II had some serious damage control to tend to after he allegedly ordered his buddy Beckett’s murder. So he built Dover Castle to distract and impress his constituencies. Of course, he could not predict how useful these fortifications and secret tunnels would become in defending against Adolf and company many centuries later. We enjoyed a very informative tour of the WWII tunnels yesterday. (no photos allowed) For more info see http://www.historyextra.com/visit/dover-war-tunnels

Just write

That’s what hit me just now, “Just Write.” So…here we are in our hotel room in Canterbury. It is Thursday and my alto angel, Barbara has been singing at Canterbury Cathedral for almost a week now. She does not feel so well and we skipped today’s side trip to Leeds Castle and Rochester so that she has a voice left with which to go on singing tomorrow.  https://twitter.com/No1Cathedral/status/760008489989185536

Our flights from Windhoek, Namibia to London’s Gatwick were a mixed bag but Air Europa booked us on a later flight from Madrid on Iberia Airlines to London after we missed a connection; we were only about three hours late. Still had a lekker geslaap (good sleep).Carrying our backpacks and another bag was hard on us, especially on my right knee and feet, but here in Canterbury I found a large duffle bag on wheels that will take both of our packs and fold into a small pouch when empty. So we’ll be putting the weight on the floor most of the time instead of on our legs and feet. We’ll both save a lot of energy.

The stabbings in London where we were last week have me now looking at people to see if they look crazy enough to hurt strangers. We still plan to visit Turkey next week. Safety is an illusion? Then we go to Pompeii where Vesuvius quickly killed tens of thousands of people. Then to Sicily where immigrants and mafia are problematic. Then to France. But what could go wrong in France?

On a positive note (from a hummer) we have met some wonderful new acquaintances here and love being with the choir again. St. Albans and Canterbury have been beautiful and peaceful…and lush with greenery!



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The choir rehearses mornings at this Baptist church!


Our favorite cheerleader helps us get orientated.


Ann, Sarah, Ken, Holly and me with Barbara and Jo enjoying Canterbury cuisine…er…from Morocco. Excellent evening!

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Phylis at the city walls of Battle near Hastings


A Battle bench.


Fancy an urn so fancy.


Battle near Hastings



[27-July, Windhoek]  People have been asking us lately, “So how do you feel about leaving Namibia?” And I say, It’s okay. It was the plan all along. I’ll miss a lot of the people I met – both Namibians and Americans. I’ll miss the challenges, although I expect more to come. I wish my understanding of how to navigate toward my goal of helping people had come to me faster. Maybe I didn’t ask enough of the right questions. Maybe if I had insinuated myself into the lives of Namibian’s. But that’s now water over the dam – or under the bridge – spilled milk. I know I had some positive impact. And that’s enough for me. Besides there are some things I will be doing from Ohio to further my contribution to the good people in Namibia via the wonders of modern communication technology. So tonight, as we make sure our seat backs and tray tables are in their upright and locked positions, I will see the Land of the Brave slip away and feel a tinge of sadness blended with hope for the future of Namibia as a maturing country and for the Namibian people who contribute their best efforts to making things better every day.

Beauty Pageant

Beauty pageant right there in our front yard! And a fabulous dinner at the Canyon Hotel. Enjoyed Carol-Ann, Candy and Geraldine’s company.

Love from Charmilla


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