I recently received what I thought was an invitation for a press trip to Israel. It turned out to be an invitation to apply for a spot in the trip. (Take note, PR folks, and remember to be clear in your language when you send out invitations.) It was a curious little invite, written by a student at the university in Haifa. The English was very good — not quite native, but excellent nonetheless.
The trip agenda included things like Security and Technology and conversations with real Israeli soldiers.… continued…
In case you’re curious about how they sound. And as always, TravelWild sponsored my trip. … continued…
What’s this about? It’s the Carnival of Cities, of course! Started by my pal Sheila Scarborough, this round up of links gives you the chance to meet some new bloggers, to see what other folks see when they’re out in the world. If you’d like to participate, you can learn more here.
“The vibrancy of Newcastle forever excites me.” Maybe this English city will have the same effect on you? Emma Goho presents Notorious!…you are, you are…Newcastle!… continued…
Osama wasn’t in my backpack full of photography gear in the Dallas-Fort Worth domestic terminal. The TSA agent was unflinchingly polite, but all the same, I was irritated when she pawed through my bag. I’d just arrived from Santiago, Chile. I’d been in the airport for an hour or so, that time spent in customs and immigration, one floor down. Prior to that I’d spent about ten hours in the air. Osama was also not in my water bottle, tossed on to a heap of water bottles at the Newark airport.… continued…
