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Hi everyone! Because I am so bad at emailing and keeping in contact with everyone, I thought this might be a better way to keep everyone informed about what is happening in my life. I am an airline pilot currently working and living in the Middle East. Previously I have flown for airlines in Australia and the US. I am divorced with 2 great children that live with their mother in Australia.

Friday, July 29, 2005


Beach clubs at the Corniche Casablanca. Posted by Picasa

The Corniche at Casablanca. Posted by Picasa

Zander at the Beach with Moroccan family in the background. Posted by Picasa

Donkey carts are still a common sight. Interesting fact...more people die worldwide from donkeys than plane crashes! Posted by Picasa

Local kids wanted a picture with Zander. Posted by Picasa

Not sure what these guy do. They offer you brass cups of water around the Bazaar (for money). I'll call them the water men. Posted by Picasa

Zander, me and the water men. Posted by Picasa

Mellons to market. Posted by Picasa

A leg anyone? Posted by Picasa

So much to choose from! Posted by Picasa

Woman shoping at the Bazaar Casablanca. Posted by Picasa

Bazaar at Casablanca. Posted by Picasa

Fruits & veg Posted by Picasa

Fish anyone? Posted by Picasa

Heading for market. Posted by Picasa

How much does a hen weigh? Posted by Picasa

It was over 30C/86F out and very humid... fresh meat! Posted by Picasa

Tradesmen (electricians, plumbers and painters) waiting for jobs.
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Clothes everywhere! Posted by Picasa

Shop at the bazaar. Posted by Picasa

Sorry for the fuzzy pic! Posted by Picasa

Tuesday, July 26, 2005


I have just returned from Dhaka, Bangladesh. My friend on my shoulder name is Zander. She was a gift from a special friend and has become my mascot. I will be taking Zander around and taking pictures with her where ever I travel (more fun and interesting than pics of myself :)).
Bangladesh is a very poor country and some of the sights and smells there are hard to explain. Almost every street corner you have people begging for money - most are severely deformed or injured in some way. The smell of raw sewage and poor hygiene fills the air. Some of our crew members have vomited the first time they stayed here just from the smell. Sometimes we don't realize how lucky we are until we visit a place like this.
I am off tonight to Tripoli and Casablanca returning on Friday morning.
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Man in Dhaka, Bangladesh. Posted by Picasa

Little one has sleep while parents shop Bongo Bazaar in Dhaka, Bangladesh.

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Every time you stop people come begging for money. Posted by Picasa