eclectic collection '04

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'Eclectic', you understand, is just a euphemism for 'random'. These are just a very few samples from my travels as fart and wide as Chicago to Limavady and Boston to Belfast.

...sorry just noticed that typo on 'far', but it would be criminal to correct it really.

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These first shots are from Easter in Chicago, when Rob came to visit. We stayed at my good buddy Justin's house, where we were made to feel very welcome. (ER spring to mind?)

View over Lake Michigan from the top of the SEARS Tower... supposedly the tallest building in the world... but I don't believe anyone anymore when they claim to have the world's tallest anything. Apparently the CN Tower in Toronto is the tallest free standing structure in the world, but I thought the two towers in Quala Lumpar were the tallest buildings until they were superseded by Taipei's first (and ridiculous-looking) skyscraper. That would be like building the tallest building in the world in Belfast!

Rob and Heather (Justin's sister) with the SEARS Tower in the background.

Chicago's Field Museum.

Heather, Justin, Ashwin (?), Rob and myself ready for a night out at a comedy club called Too Much Light Makes The Baby Go Blind and a jazz bar where Al Capone used to hang out!

The Labelle family at the Labelle fanily home on Easter morning.

Right, on to my travels far and wide in May/June before returning home. Here Gav samples the wonders of Hoegaarden in Whistler, British Columbia. "Did you see the size of that beer? It was bigger than he was!"

A typically breathtaking view from the road between Vancouver and Whistler.

Myself with the infamous Alan Waite (to whom I will be eternally grateful for introducing me to Death Cab for Cutie) and Gav at that park in Seattle, the name of which escapes me. You know the one. Near where Frasier Crane lived.

Outside the former residence of the late Kurt Cobain.

Peter Kay, I mean, Carson, live from the top of the tower, I mean, Space Needle.

It was good to catch up with Sco, who's looking well don't you think? Even taller than usual though - he was standing up a hill from me.

OK, on to Denver. We saw Ron Sexsmith at this theatre. It would have been a better photo if it still said, 'Ron Sexsmith' as opposed to 'Psychotic Road Riders' or whatever it is. (If anybody fully gets that joke I'll be very impressed, but I'm not in a position to offer any prizes I'm afriad.)

Jan, Krystal and myself at Estes Park, Colorado.

Me on a whale-watching trip in Boston. I think calling it a 'boat trip' might have been more accurate though.

OK, suddenly we're in Northern Ontario. I could have sworn I stopped for a couple of days in Motreal en route, but maybe it rained and I didn't take any worthwhile pictures. Sorry about that one.

Eryn with various family, friends and dogs at her Dad's rather plush, lakeside 'cottage'.

Back on home soil now, Brian Lara at close quarters after scoring a few runs against Ireland at Stormont. That reminds me of something my Dad told me recently. I suppose this is as good a place as any to tell you about it; Apparently there was a great and famous commentating faux pas back in the days when Peter Willey (currently a Test umpire) was playing for England. He was facing the West Indies' fast bowler Michael Holding; "Running in to bowl now, the bowler is Holding, the batman's Willey." Tee hee.