There are few countries where I do not have friends and former students. They make travel so much more interesting and pleasant. In 1976 I celebrated America's Bicentennial in Brazil, Tanzania, Israel and Greece; in 1985, my work at Hawaii Pacific College took me on a trip around the world; and in 1998 I spent three weeks in Thailand where I discovered Chiang Mai, a beautiful city in the north at the foot of towering green mountains. It reminded me of the Hawaiian Islands. In 2005 I took a 5 star cruise through Scandinavia to St. Petersburg, Russia, and in 2007 I visited Chile then cruised up South America to Acapulco.  In 2009, I cruised around South America's Cape from Santiago to Buenos Aires then took a bus over the Andes on my 67th birthday.  I have a million stories about nearly any place you can name-- being robbed in Cairo, reaching the summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro, riding down from the Christ statue in Rio at night in a taxi with no headlights... and, of course, hundreds of tales of my life in Mexico.  When I'm old sitting on the front porch of the retirement home I'll have so many good memories to keep me happy. That may be many years ahead though. My grandmother was one month shy of 105 when she died.  Guess that makes me middle aged. 
Here are some photos from my safaris.