Plovdiv...where?

My plane just landed and I am sitting in Newark NJ waiting for the next flight. I decided to post something to let my friends know that I am home. I thought I would post a picture of a place I plan on taking Preacher's Wife next summer when I make my annual visit to Bulgaria. The picture below is a Roman amphitheatre in Plovdiv. Plovdiv is the second largest city in Bulgaria. Of course, Sofia the capital is the largest.The amphitheatre was built in the 2nd century AD under the orders of Trajan the Roman Emperor at this time, and is the largest surviving Roman construction in Bulgaria today.

Built with around 7,000 seats, each section of seating had the names of the city quarters engraved on the benches so the citizens at the time knew where they were to sit. The theatre was damaged in the 5th century AD by Atilla the Hun.

The amphitheatre was excavated accidentally during some infrastructure works in the 1970s.

The trip was very successful. All our contacts and friends there are doing well.

THE CRICKETERS

I arrived in London on Saturday morning in good shape. After church on Sunday we decided to take a ride in the countryside. I love the rolling hills and the narrow lanes through the little villages. I always enjoy finishing the day in a local pub with good friends over a pint. So Sunday was an enjoyable day from beginning to end. I will be moving on to Sofia, Bulgaria on Wednesday. I'll keep you posted.

There's a first time for everything

It happened for the first time this week. I am afraid it is no longer a thing of the past but now has become a thing of the future, that is for me anyway. I pulled into Valero this week to fill my F250 Ford truck with diesel, and when I returned after washing the windows the pump read $99.35. So I went ahead and topped it off to and even $100.00, so as to have a first time experience. I have learned that one can moan and complain but it changes nothing, or one can choose to be thankful. So I was thankful that I had a truck as well as a hundred dollars. But when I did get home I got my bicycle down and aired up the tires for future in town shopping.

Savannah Morning News

Anne Corzine's trailer is named after Corzine's mother, Maxine. Anne is from San Antonio, Texas.

Hyped for its "quirkiness," Tybee Island will become even a little more offbeat than usual this week when as many as 23 mostly old but lovingly refurbished travel trailers go on public display at River's End Campground. The little, single-axle trailers - colorfully decorated by their owners, who are members of the all-female organization Sisters on the Fly - will be grouped together and open for viewing at the campground.

Most of the trailer owners hail from Georgia and other parts of the South, but among those who are traveling here for the tour and a five- to six-day visit to the Savannah area are women from as far off as Hillsboro, N.J.; Lansing, Ill.; and San Antonio,Texas. Among the trailers the Sisters will be hauling with them are "Ms Nan's Roving Resort," a 1959 Shasta Airflyte; "It's 5 O'Clock Somewhere," a 1960s-era Li'l Beaver; "Maxine," a Cub from the 1950's; and "Alumination," which is described as a "re-issue of the wonderful little Airstream Bambi."

The trailers have been decked out by their owners in a variety of motifs, with "cowgirl" seeming to be most popular; however, a list of vehicles on the Tour indicates that other decorating themes involve "the beach," "tie-dye and vintage denim," "Southern Victorian" and "lady bug."

“Making girls out of women.” It's the motto of a national group of ladies that's all about having fun. As News Three's Night Side Reporter Alice Massimi shows, these aren't your average campers. Each one is a labor of love and tons of fun to look at.



Yet another sign that these ladies are here to have fun. They are more into antique shopping, eating, visiting, and enjoying a glass of wine.

They’re also into earning badges. There's badges for whitewater rafting, acting, hospitality, cowgirl college, martini making and even one for cigar smoking. But amidst all the fun there are some rules... No men, No children, and No pets... and most importantly - be nice.

I'm on the verge of missing Preacher's Wife

Before I move on to writing and whinning about how much I miss Preacher's Wife I thought I would post a picture or two of her new living room. She replaced the carpet with wood and got her some new chairs. Don't you think she has good taste? I got a feeling she will come home from her trip to enjoy her new room. Oh by the way she left Sunday with her little group of Sisters on the Fly to attend an outing in Savannah, Georgia. OK tomorrow I start whinning.

Spring has arrived in San Antonio

San Antonio is hosting the Final Four again this year. We have enjoyed one beautiful weekend. I only have to go as far am my back porch to know Spring is here and to be able to fully enjoy it. Here are a few pictures to let you know what I have done this weekend. NOTHING!

Nice Red Fish...huh!

I went to the Rio Grande Valley this week to spend some time with the church and its leaders. While there my good friend Pastor Barry Jackson and I decided we would get up early Thursday morning and do some fishing for trout and red fish in the bay.  Well you can see that we had a profitable and enjoyable time.  And yes somebody had to to take the picture.

Sure miss those grandchildren

We haven't been home a week and I already miss those grandchildren. It looks like we will have to wait until Thanksgiving or Christmas unless we can get them a week or two for the summer. This post is really a public message to the parents saying give them up for a week this summer, or else.