This part was a 2100 year old water channel cut in bedrock.
After this, everyone wandered off to shop, sightsee, eat, whatever.
At 6:15 we loaded on the bus and had a special dinner at a place called Pasha’s. By the way, if any of you see any pictures of me with a nargile pipe, let’s just assume the picture is digitally altered.
We went off to the airport of a late night flight. We had a few misty eyes as most of our folks said goodbye to Sam and the most unique place on earth.
I include this for my friend Todd Bolen, so he can see how his old friend Shabban's new shop is coming along.
Always nice to finish with a scenic shot....but...
Just when I thought the story was about to close, I got a phone call from Ariana, saying that baggage handlers were on strike and the plane might not be going anywhere. That sparked a few frantic phone calls, but it does look like the plane finally left, just a little late.
I hope that A: the luggage made the flight too; B: they made their connection at JFK. I’ll know soon.
I hope that A: the luggage made the flight too; B: they made their connection at JFK. I’ll know soon.