<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475</id><updated>2011-10-14T22:44:55.155+09:00</updated><category term='Something New'/><category term='Carozza Cook Out'/><title type='text'>News from the Fredricks</title><subtitle type='html'>all because two people fell in love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>269</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-6588793753143917059</id><published>2011-10-14T19:58:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:38:43.901+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Big 6 Months!!</title><content type='html'>Sydnei has reached 6 months! And what a big day it was!! What a blessing in our lives she has been. We could never ask for a happier baby. She is always so content and willing to share her big smiles while staring at you with her big beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is her first time trying rice cereal. Her big brother wanted to help out so he got to give her a couple spoon fulls. The next picture is the actual first time the spoon hit her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663306414577307874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NCzdJZzK7Qc/TpgbLbcSUOI/AAAAAAAAEsY/9NmHa6ogv8A/s400/DSC05049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dHse9MRRQ1c/TpgbLCQzR6I/AAAAAAAAEsM/0MeAm4XTPmg/s1600/DSC05037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663306407818250146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dHse9MRRQ1c/TpgbLCQzR6I/AAAAAAAAEsM/0MeAm4XTPmg/s400/DSC05037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is barely visible in the picture here but on her six month day, her first bottom tooth popped through. You can see the little white speck on the right (the left side of her mouth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve-N-i8IjZE/TpgXIlib7TI/AAAAAAAAEsA/NPpuMui1e5k/s1600/DSC05036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663301967701339442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ve-N-i8IjZE/TpgXIlib7TI/AAAAAAAAEsA/NPpuMui1e5k/s400/DSC05036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan loves his little sister and always wants to be involved. And of course she adores him! She is always smiling at him, laughing at him when he is acting silly, and trying to reach for him if he is near. Here she is trying to grab on to him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663301969078835474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP4opPTkJgs/TpgXIqq22RI/AAAAAAAAErw/sS5AVh3Ezo4/s400/DSC05033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some shots of her for her six month day with Kim's baby blanket wrapped around her. Below you will see two of her favorite things: those two fingers in her mouth all the time. Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ec8KIOxMtU/TpgXIB3Jq-I/AAAAAAAAEro/LnAy796ENLE/s1600/DSC05024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663301958124547042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ec8KIOxMtU/TpgXIB3Jq-I/AAAAAAAAEro/LnAy796ENLE/s400/DSC05024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is that beautiful smile of hers that just melts her parents hearts away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7WGvf72JN4/TpgXHkE6_II/AAAAAAAAErc/jExsNWFCxjA/s1600/DSC05016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663301950129241218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D7WGvf72JN4/TpgXHkE6_II/AAAAAAAAErc/jExsNWFCxjA/s400/DSC05016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydnei loves to stick out the tip of her tongue now. It is so adorable when she just stares at you with those eyes and her little tongue poking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCJwtAWRY6A/TpgXHdNEUdI/AAAAAAAAErQ/7jroLiGJFzQ/s1600/DSC05007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663301948284359122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCJwtAWRY6A/TpgXHdNEUdI/AAAAAAAAErQ/7jroLiGJFzQ/s400/DSC05007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on her six month day, Sydnei uttered out a Mama. This of course made Kim's day! She has said Dada previously though so Daddy still wins on that one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sydnei loves to stand now with Mom and Dad's help holding her up. She scoots around on the floor all the time. We are pretty sure she will be crawling sooner rather than later. The adventures never end in this household!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-6588793753143917059?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/6588793753143917059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=6588793753143917059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6588793753143917059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6588793753143917059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/10/big-6-months.html' title='Big 6 Months!!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NCzdJZzK7Qc/TpgbLbcSUOI/AAAAAAAAEsY/9NmHa6ogv8A/s72-c/DSC05049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7227906129719709241</id><published>2011-08-15T05:53:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:10:48.776+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydnei- 4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkuDwhXJuY0/Tkg3S846ztI/AAAAAAAAErI/mkvq9lGQODs/s1600/DSC04400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640819332003581650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkuDwhXJuY0/Tkg3S846ztI/AAAAAAAAErI/mkvq9lGQODs/s400/DSC04400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A proud big brother and his little smiley cheeks sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture captures Sydnei's personality perfectly! She really is our smiley cheeks. Sydnei wakes up with a smile and goes to bed with a smile having very few tears in between times. We were told that Dylan was our sucker baby because he was so happy, content and overall a blessing. He was going to sucker us into having another child and then we would be shocked to find out what babies can be like. Praise the Lord we were "suckered" into another baby and she is just as happy, content and overall a blessing. I call her my little ray of sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrqVw4i03Uc/Tkg3SgFvdbI/AAAAAAAAErA/_IaD_P8rQcI/s1600/DSC04408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640819324272735666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrqVw4i03Uc/Tkg3SgFvdbI/AAAAAAAAErA/_IaD_P8rQcI/s400/DSC04408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Sydnei's preferred way of relaxing in her high chair. One leg up on the tray and her two middle fingers in her mouth. Those fingers can often be found in her mouth:) Aside from her obvious skill of sucking on her fingers, Sydnei likes to blow bubbles with her saliva and make motor boat sounds. She has conquered rolling from her tummy to her back as well as from her back to her tummy. One day her Daddy found that she had scooted herself from the center of her room to under her changing table. Being the loving Daddy that he is Rory saved her and didn't go get the camera for a picture;) Sydnei also giggles and laughs for us and it is one of the best sounds in the house along with her big brothers laugher. You can't help but laugh along with Sydnei when she gets going no matter how sad you may be. It is just perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMl9eIcOUzs/Tkg3SQ9S0KI/AAAAAAAAEq4/tozzV_Rc734/s1600/DSC04416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640819320210772130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vMl9eIcOUzs/Tkg3SQ9S0KI/AAAAAAAAEq4/tozzV_Rc734/s400/DSC04416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bath time with her fingers in her mouth;)&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I do pull them out to make sure they get washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1PAOVZt-J0/Tkg3SPKTaOI/AAAAAAAAEqw/r2cBACIfQOM/s1600/DSC04417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640819319728466146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1PAOVZt-J0/Tkg3SPKTaOI/AAAAAAAAEqw/r2cBACIfQOM/s400/DSC04417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; April 10- 4 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stats from the Doctors visit were - 13 lbs 7.5 oz (50%) 26 inches in height (90-95%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNNnwG9fvkU/Tkg3R3Ga-0I/AAAAAAAAEqo/TZwyy9KJLtY/s1600/DSC04433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640819313269734210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNNnwG9fvkU/Tkg3R3Ga-0I/AAAAAAAAEqo/TZwyy9KJLtY/s400/DSC04433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sydnei all dressed up for church wearing her first pair of shoes and looking concerned about being stuck in the bumbo. Though as many of you know I am more of an athletic tom boy and not much of a girly girl, I do love dressing my little lady up though still not in a barrage of pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Sorry that I skipped posting Sydnei's 3 mon milestone pictures but life has been very busy here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7227906129719709241?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7227906129719709241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7227906129719709241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7227906129719709241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7227906129719709241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/08/proud-big-brother-and-his-little-smiley.html' title='Sydnei- 4 months'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CkuDwhXJuY0/Tkg3S846ztI/AAAAAAAAErI/mkvq9lGQODs/s72-c/DSC04400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7630068321832274156</id><published>2011-07-24T22:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T08:32:55.166+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Fantastic Boy Turned Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcGF6ycAbk0/TiwdS438T9I/AAAAAAAAEoo/uYLCz7vz89c/s1600/DSC04328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632909444275523538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcGF6ycAbk0/TiwdS438T9I/AAAAAAAAEoo/uYLCz7vz89c/s400/DSC04328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lego&lt;/span&gt; cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2mcl0r4OMY/TiwdSfFTSuI/AAAAAAAAEog/BolycylofXw/s1600/DSC04315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632909437352233698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r2mcl0r4OMY/TiwdSfFTSuI/AAAAAAAAEog/BolycylofXw/s400/DSC04315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The party favor bags, prize bucket and sign that Dylan helped me create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEVkAh41-kE/TiwdSKRzoGI/AAAAAAAAEoY/CiaVTn_2Lk4/s1600/DSC04316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632909431767539810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEVkAh41-kE/TiwdSKRzoGI/AAAAAAAAEoY/CiaVTn_2Lk4/s400/DSC04316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snacks and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lego&lt;/span&gt; racer cars that we raced to put together. Then raced on the ramp that Daddy built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fK05Rf6TaQA/TiwdR-GJK0I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/7eQOdsk8SAY/s1600/DSC04348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632909428497394498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fK05Rf6TaQA/TiwdR-GJK0I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/7eQOdsk8SAY/s400/DSC04348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Precious children at play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8enEMdMaOY/TiwdRl8wlXI/AAAAAAAAEoI/3N_R_b_O_AI/s1600/DSC04314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632909422015583602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8enEMdMaOY/TiwdRl8wlXI/AAAAAAAAEoI/3N_R_b_O_AI/s400/DSC04314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan when he spotted the new pirate pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7630068321832274156?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7630068321832274156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7630068321832274156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7630068321832274156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7630068321832274156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-fantastic-boy-turned-four.html' title='Our Fantastic Boy Turned Four'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcGF6ycAbk0/TiwdS438T9I/AAAAAAAAEoo/uYLCz7vz89c/s72-c/DSC04328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4341806749638321477</id><published>2011-06-15T10:07:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T10:23:44.909+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IrjVgHml8/TfgH3s50KhI/AAAAAAAAEnA/Pn_tGES7RBk/s1600/DSC04167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249188672547346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IrjVgHml8/TfgH3s50KhI/AAAAAAAAEnA/Pn_tGES7RBk/s400/DSC04167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May 10 - 2 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzVES-7Z15o/TfgH3FckkCI/AAAAAAAAEm4/33Z_8KQ_MT8/s1600/DSC04165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249178080907298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PzVES-7Z15o/TfgH3FckkCI/AAAAAAAAEm4/33Z_8KQ_MT8/s400/DSC04165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tail end of a smile - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt; smiles often and has begun cooing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Le1c-T1sHZw/TfgH226h-ZI/AAAAAAAAEmw/Dj8G4RsLEHM/s1600/DSC04164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249174180034962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Le1c-T1sHZw/TfgH226h-ZI/AAAAAAAAEmw/Dj8G4RsLEHM/s400/DSC04164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PnPRe0b-yc/TfgH2p_DmZI/AAAAAAAAEmo/u3ylvGqogHk/s1600/DSC04163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618249170709354898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6PnPRe0b-yc/TfgH2p_DmZI/AAAAAAAAEmo/u3ylvGqogHk/s400/DSC04163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her two month stats from her Doctors appointment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 pounds 4.5 ounces (50-75%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23 1/4 inches in length (75-90%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;head circumference 15 1/2 inches (50-75%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she got her shot baby girl scrunched her face up but never cried!!! She only got one of the three shots (since there are 7 vaccines in 3 different shots) so we will see if getting two next week will push her past the scrunched face. Sure hope not - I hate seeing my children cry in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4341806749638321477?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4341806749638321477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4341806749638321477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4341806749638321477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4341806749638321477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/06/2-months.html' title='2 months!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6IrjVgHml8/TfgH3s50KhI/AAAAAAAAEnA/Pn_tGES7RBk/s72-c/DSC04167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4188078103405875299</id><published>2011-06-05T08:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:47:24.679+09:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our darling girl is creeping up on two months but I wanted to post her one month pictures before June 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; gets here.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBO4g7SlmUw/Teq84R9GIBI/AAAAAAAAEmg/hd-aCltNaCM/s1600/DSC03931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614507560549097490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBO4g7SlmUw/Teq84R9GIBI/AAAAAAAAEmg/hd-aCltNaCM/s400/DSC03931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her position cracked us up:) It is amazing how babies can sleep in the craziest positions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r66K-HA7j-M/Teq833T_0sI/AAAAAAAAEmY/PbPOwriheKw/s1600/DSC03914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614507553397396162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r66K-HA7j-M/Teq833T_0sI/AAAAAAAAEmY/PbPOwriheKw/s400/DSC03914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt; May 10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - one month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCTgOd7znkQ/Teq83dfX1kI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/3je80XMwGsw/s1600/DSC03912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614507546465785410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCTgOd7znkQ/Teq83dfX1kI/AAAAAAAAEmQ/3je80XMwGsw/s400/DSC03912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hIJ2zZFpiH4/Teq826k7-8I/AAAAAAAAEmI/8bhaVSGT6oQ/s1600/DSC03910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614507537093884866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hIJ2zZFpiH4/Teq826k7-8I/AAAAAAAAEmI/8bhaVSGT6oQ/s400/DSC03910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Month Old blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4188078103405875299?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4188078103405875299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4188078103405875299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4188078103405875299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4188078103405875299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HBO4g7SlmUw/Teq84R9GIBI/AAAAAAAAEmg/hd-aCltNaCM/s72-c/DSC03931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-590043703307389966</id><published>2011-05-23T00:33:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:43:05.756+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Psalm 127:3 Behold children are a gift of the Lord. The fruit of the womb is a reward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This verse does get to the bottom of being a parent! There may be many tough days and nights but it is all worth it. I have been so blessed to be the mother of 3 of God's gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dylan Rory, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Leighanne&lt;/span&gt; and our angel in heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sknAnHsps9c/TdkupM-fJ-I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Dq6BaJxUPkY/s1600/DSC03878.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609566096259491810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sknAnHsps9c/TdkupM-fJ-I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Dq6BaJxUPkY/s400/DSC03878.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvX_xp1myA8/Tdkuo_ktBcI/AAAAAAAAEl0/Bfu1lFE6P38/s1600/DSC03883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609566092661687746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvX_xp1myA8/Tdkuo_ktBcI/AAAAAAAAEl0/Bfu1lFE6P38/s400/DSC03883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGtPgyH9ZpA/TdkuoYRE-FI/AAAAAAAAEls/gB_08O5PoXU/s1600/DSC03894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609566082110388306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hGtPgyH9ZpA/TdkuoYRE-FI/AAAAAAAAEls/gB_08O5PoXU/s400/DSC03894.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0y71qJCAN8/TdkuoL7HtcI/AAAAAAAAElk/XRoDT2hSH4Y/s1600/DSC03823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609566078797067714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S0y71qJCAN8/TdkuoL7HtcI/AAAAAAAAElk/XRoDT2hSH4Y/s400/DSC03823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usSMhY-qjiE/Tdkun-62jdI/AAAAAAAAElc/ySTNOohayjk/s1600/DSC03824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609566075306282450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usSMhY-qjiE/Tdkun-62jdI/AAAAAAAAElc/ySTNOohayjk/s400/DSC03824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-590043703307389966?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/590043703307389966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=590043703307389966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/590043703307389966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/590043703307389966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day-pictures.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Pictures'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sknAnHsps9c/TdkupM-fJ-I/AAAAAAAAEl8/Dq6BaJxUPkY/s72-c/DSC03878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-950016272502283745</id><published>2011-05-13T04:40:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T01:58:02.051+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-zsGr3TJgY/Tcw6BVXpaYI/AAAAAAAAElU/ye4H8hhxV1w/s1600/DSC03745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605919430760032642" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-zsGr3TJgY/Tcw6BVXpaYI/AAAAAAAAElU/ye4H8hhxV1w/s400/DSC03745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Blessings Dylan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt; all dressed up for Easter to celebrate a Risen King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QF3W79hWwk8/Tcw6BMTsNXI/AAAAAAAAElM/JGotX33N8fo/s1600/DSC03740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605919428327519602" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QF3W79hWwk8/Tcw6BMTsNXI/AAAAAAAAElM/JGotX33N8fo/s400/DSC03740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Lady dressed up for her first Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnC__WgjLKY/Tcw6AyIa0qI/AAAAAAAAElE/VSo-PhvD6Ck/s1600/DSC03753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605919421300920994" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wnC__WgjLKY/Tcw6AyIa0qI/AAAAAAAAElE/VSo-PhvD6Ck/s400/DSC03753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were thrilled to have Megan, Jimmy and Trey come with us to church. Don't these two cousins look handsome in their church clothes")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0rZHo3yMhI/Tcw43WoslEI/AAAAAAAAEk8/EFRivcGU1X4/s1600/DSC03755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605918159789659202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f0rZHo3yMhI/Tcw43WoslEI/AAAAAAAAEk8/EFRivcGU1X4/s400/DSC03755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family of Four - I am still getting used to the fact that there are four of us now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8iB6TGhU2w/Tcw43PMQN5I/AAAAAAAAEk0/0y7DJVEMS34/s1600/DSC03757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605918157791311762" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8iB6TGhU2w/Tcw43PMQN5I/AAAAAAAAEk0/0y7DJVEMS34/s400/DSC03757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vjX21JmgY3c/Tcw420iuPxI/AAAAAAAAEks/kHyzKfxw25s/s1600/DSC03761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605918150637797138" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vjX21JmgY3c/Tcw420iuPxI/AAAAAAAAEks/kHyzKfxw25s/s400/DSC03761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that the two pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt; are side ways. I will try to do better next time but am making no promises;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JbOJqkKrBc/Tcw42EEeGjI/AAAAAAAAEkc/KT92RCk2mCI/s1600/DSC03803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605918137626008114" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2JbOJqkKrBc/Tcw42EEeGjI/AAAAAAAAEkc/KT92RCk2mCI/s400/DSC03803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Jimmy and the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-950016272502283745?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/950016272502283745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=950016272502283745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/950016272502283745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/950016272502283745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-2010.html' title='Easter 2010'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-zsGr3TJgY/Tcw6BVXpaYI/AAAAAAAAElU/ye4H8hhxV1w/s72-c/DSC03745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4067787801633409424</id><published>2011-05-05T22:11:00.012+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T04:03:15.535+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axWjR_dFLv0/TcbnqamjvaI/AAAAAAAAEjE/j79BTtUSdYM/s1600/DSC03668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604421502190730658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axWjR_dFLv0/TcbnqamjvaI/AAAAAAAAEjE/j79BTtUSdYM/s400/DSC03668.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Fredrick side of the family arrived to meet sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt;. She is Nana and Papa Steve's first granddaughter. As a friend of mine said prior to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei's&lt;/span&gt; arrival - "Go Team Pink"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604421134769545810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wEGVLmPcugI/TcbnVB2hYlI/AAAAAAAAEi8/70o_64If9wI/s400/DSC03801.JPG" /&gt;The whole clan:) Always good to get together &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQPp1hMbdN4/TcKl18IaNxI/AAAAAAAAEic/7XHmuCT895s/s1600/DSC03708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603223232495367954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MQPp1hMbdN4/TcKl18IaNxI/AAAAAAAAEic/7XHmuCT895s/s400/DSC03708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan and Trey had a great time playing outside - thank goodness for pretty weather when you have two male toddlers in the house:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gMKIva7j8e0/TcKl1iV0WhI/AAAAAAAAEiU/8m9cq3AkFkA/s1600/DSC03672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603223225572284946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gMKIva7j8e0/TcKl1iV0WhI/AAAAAAAAEiU/8m9cq3AkFkA/s400/DSC03672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Megan and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOBTAgiAXtU/TcKl1S2EQvI/AAAAAAAAEiM/THoN8AWEXj8/s1600/DSC03689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603223221412578034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOBTAgiAXtU/TcKl1S2EQvI/AAAAAAAAEiM/THoN8AWEXj8/s400/DSC03689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trey and Dylan reading magazines (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lego&lt;/span&gt; 'magazines') in our bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYA9s0Zvzn4/TcKl03lSlyI/AAAAAAAAEiE/LkZcM80j5vs/s1600/DSC03686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603223214094456610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYA9s0Zvzn4/TcKl03lSlyI/AAAAAAAAEiE/LkZcM80j5vs/s400/DSC03686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Jimmy and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TyA0Xn1unxc/TcKl0qSkS_I/AAAAAAAAEh8/p9hXRjyQf7U/s1600/DSC03682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603223210526264306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TyA0Xn1unxc/TcKl0qSkS_I/AAAAAAAAEh8/p9hXRjyQf7U/s400/DSC03682.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt; wasn't the only one being celebrated during this weekend visit. It was Mom and Dad Fredrick's birthdays. Nana LOVED the black candles;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqvQjF2S01U/TcKji5iVaeI/AAAAAAAAEh0/uXEOdW-2E9M/s1600/DSC03679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603220706358028770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqvQjF2S01U/TcKji5iVaeI/AAAAAAAAEh0/uXEOdW-2E9M/s400/DSC03679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana with her two eldest &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grandboys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W513YyPm5YA/TcKji_PGuMI/AAAAAAAAEhs/lveaU1vC48M/s1600/DSC03677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603220707887986882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W513YyPm5YA/TcKji_PGuMI/AAAAAAAAEhs/lveaU1vC48M/s400/DSC03677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa Steve and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sydnei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Stkq8ig1uus/TcKjiXItVUI/AAAAAAAAEhk/7mAY2dHwY48/s1600/DSC03669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603220697123738946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Stkq8ig1uus/TcKjiXItVUI/AAAAAAAAEhk/7mAY2dHwY48/s400/DSC03669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Pretty in Pink [and that is how Nana plans on keeping it:)] and Nana&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UVDmbIiZocs/TcKjiAbOqTI/AAAAAAAAEhc/odgZXq3yOqI/s1600/DSC03668.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7U_ILPkwtdU/TcKjh4r4egI/AAAAAAAAEhU/SWbR87u8Prw/s1600/DSC03661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603220688949770754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7U_ILPkwtdU/TcKjh4r4egI/AAAAAAAAEhU/SWbR87u8Prw/s400/DSC03661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love these two!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4067787801633409424?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4067787801633409424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4067787801633409424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4067787801633409424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4067787801633409424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-time-ii.html' title='Family Time II'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axWjR_dFLv0/TcbnqamjvaI/AAAAAAAAEjE/j79BTtUSdYM/s72-c/DSC03668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7854048035238563435</id><published>2011-05-05T20:59:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T03:46:15.243+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfIXx0izcQ/TcbiRiL3i0I/AAAAAAAAEis/a-lScXU99V0/s1600/DSC03533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604415577171397442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfIXx0izcQ/TcbiRiL3i0I/AAAAAAAAEis/a-lScXU99V0/s400/DSC03533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pops with his newest granddaughter - Sydnei only 3days old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TwBUQkzXL7E/TcbiRZx1-WI/AAAAAAAAEik/7kATLo1kJDY/s1600/DSC03529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604415574914759010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TwBUQkzXL7E/TcbiRZx1-WI/AAAAAAAAEik/7kATLo1kJDY/s400/DSC03529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love you Pops thanks for being here for Sydnei's arrival!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsmN6PfEap8/TcKhwF3V_sI/AAAAAAAAEhM/yPdbWrXuvL0/s1600/DSC03587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603218733982416578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xsmN6PfEap8/TcKhwF3V_sI/AAAAAAAAEhM/yPdbWrXuvL0/s400/DSC03587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gaugau and Sydnei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYtGryx4yww/TcKhv7kkZfI/AAAAAAAAEhE/76z82ncheuo/s1600/DSC03582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603218731219314162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HYtGryx4yww/TcKhv7kkZfI/AAAAAAAAEhE/76z82ncheuo/s400/DSC03582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love you Mom so glad you were here for Sydnei's arrival. Also thank you so very much for all your hard work and companionship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fADzkgpT9xg/TcKhvhL-IwI/AAAAAAAAEg8/mPhWBX5ralo/s1600/DSC03546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603218724136821506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fADzkgpT9xg/TcKhvhL-IwI/AAAAAAAAEg8/mPhWBX5ralo/s400/DSC03546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents with my darling blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZT902OnDzY/TcKhvXcP1RI/AAAAAAAAEg0/o8zV0Ui6sVs/s1600/DSC03540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603218721520735506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZT902OnDzY/TcKhvXcP1RI/AAAAAAAAEg0/o8zV0Ui6sVs/s400/DSC03540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love family pictures:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii9cW0I2ha8/TcKTJD_BlFI/AAAAAAAAEgc/TDjZe3t04wU/s1600/DSC03518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603202670300075090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii9cW0I2ha8/TcKTJD_BlFI/AAAAAAAAEgc/TDjZe3t04wU/s400/DSC03518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pops, Dylan and Daddy had some great times playing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFFgliY9x70/TcKTIhvCuRI/AAAAAAAAEgU/1XBF8CNLHts/s1600/DSC03504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603202661106235666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tFFgliY9x70/TcKTIhvCuRI/AAAAAAAAEgU/1XBF8CNLHts/s400/DSC03504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVO7Wp71NeE/TcKTIDqI2-I/AAAAAAAAEgM/bNlB6PteiU8/s1600/DSC03486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603202653032602594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wVO7Wp71NeE/TcKTIDqI2-I/AAAAAAAAEgM/bNlB6PteiU8/s400/DSC03486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big brother Dylan holding Sydnei. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has been nothing but love for his sister since she arrived home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AhXiv-J0cSw/TcKTIEcmJjI/AAAAAAAAEgE/y_VsyEQu0ZA/s1600/DSC03349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603202653244237362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AhXiv-J0cSw/TcKTIEcmJjI/AAAAAAAAEgE/y_VsyEQu0ZA/s400/DSC03349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pops and Dylan at the park the day before Sydnei arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que Pasa Pops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7854048035238563435?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7854048035238563435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7854048035238563435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7854048035238563435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7854048035238563435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-time-i.html' title='Family Time I'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNfIXx0izcQ/TcbiRiL3i0I/AAAAAAAAEis/a-lScXU99V0/s72-c/DSC03533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-3720088361123196197</id><published>2011-04-20T00:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T01:59:49.974+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Blessing Has Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlBFjXj8hyA/Ta2zR3NUSKI/AAAAAAAAEf8/bGKoA8_T9T8/s1600/DSC03411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597327031350347938" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlBFjXj8hyA/Ta2zR3NUSKI/AAAAAAAAEf8/bGKoA8_T9T8/s400/DSC03411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydnei Leighanne arrived at 10:46am April 10th. She was 8 pounds 1 ounce and 19.5inches in length. A big girl but petite compared to her brother and some of the Dr's predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv_uYlCSzdw/Ta2zRAyTSKI/AAAAAAAAEfs/cqX2gOak3GM/s1600/DSC03377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597327016741521570" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv_uYlCSzdw/Ta2zRAyTSKI/AAAAAAAAEfs/cqX2gOak3GM/s400/DSC03377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan meeting his baby sister.&lt;br /&gt;We have been blessed with a son who is loving and tender with his little sister.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFlMTeUpHIc/Ta2zRluE2GI/AAAAAAAAEf0/0OsFfJxPTlk/s1600/DSC03384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597327026655909986" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFlMTeUpHIc/Ta2zRluE2GI/AAAAAAAAEf0/0OsFfJxPTlk/s400/DSC03384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted a big brother. Not to replace my awesome older sister but in addition to her. Now our little angel has a big brother to look out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln9lGE6Poms/Ta2zQz_KkMI/AAAAAAAAEfk/xZPB98ix6DE/s1600/DSC03389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597327013305815234" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln9lGE6Poms/Ta2zQz_KkMI/AAAAAAAAEfk/xZPB98ix6DE/s400/DSC03389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pops and Gau-gau meeting little Sydnei their newest granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;My dear parents were here for Sydnei's arrival and were able to spend quality time with their grandson while Mom and Dad were in the hospital. Pops was a real trooper watching me walk around the house April 10th doing my Lamaze breathing as Rory drove home from work. ;) I can only guess that he was praying Rory would make it home quickly. Thankfully Rory did because an hour after we made it to the hospital Syndei arrived. I had planned on laboring here at home for as long as possible. It worked though my honey thinks I cut it a little close;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fepOSSjzhJY/Ta2zQsf6kaI/AAAAAAAAEfc/RtKxTVjF4qs/s1600/DSC03395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597327011295695266" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fepOSSjzhJY/Ta2zQsf6kaI/AAAAAAAAEfc/RtKxTVjF4qs/s400/DSC03395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family of FOUR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rory and I are so grateful to our Creator for blessing us with another one of His children to raise!! Praise God for family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-3720088361123196197?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/3720088361123196197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=3720088361123196197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3720088361123196197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3720088361123196197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-newest-blessing-has-arrived.html' title='Our Newest Blessing Has Arrived!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DlBFjXj8hyA/Ta2zR3NUSKI/AAAAAAAAEf8/bGKoA8_T9T8/s72-c/DSC03411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-1846526918436666023</id><published>2011-03-14T06:23:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T06:36:26.788+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4TBaE69a4qU/TX02p11hIDI/AAAAAAAAEfU/2rTGpIDe0Hw/s1600/big%2Bbrother%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4TBaE69a4qU/TX02p11hIDI/AAAAAAAAEfU/2rTGpIDe0Hw/s400/big%2Bbrother%2Bpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583679205463367730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Brother is ready for his sister or brother to come along!&lt;br /&gt;Let me say sorry and please excuse the horrible scanning job I did with the pictures. Sorry not taking the time to redo them - too much to do before April:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xEq3H31zzM8/TX02INF3zBI/AAAAAAAAEfM/G5g8ADjRh1U/s1600/big%2Bbrother%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-fRsG3d2ME/TX02HyaE39I/AAAAAAAAEfE/5akRRXQoUpM/s1600/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-fRsG3d2ME/TX02HyaE39I/AAAAAAAAEfE/5akRRXQoUpM/s400/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583678620427411410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today when I picked Dylan up from his Sunday school class, he brought me a baby doll all swaddled in a blanket. I found out he was showing his teacher how he was going to take care of his baby when it got here:) It isn't daily but pretty close to daily that Dylan prays for the baby to be big and strong as well as to hurry up and get here. Aww a little man after my own heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9ayFq0ot1Y/TX02HpSdGDI/AAAAAAAAEe8/SBbLa94GEDs/s1600/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9ayFq0ot1Y/TX02HpSdGDI/AAAAAAAAEe8/SBbLa94GEDs/s400/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583678617979525170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e9ieveIAFw/TX02HZL_U8I/AAAAAAAAEe0/io0uXLuJKhE/s1600/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e9ieveIAFw/TX02HZL_U8I/AAAAAAAAEe0/io0uXLuJKhE/s400/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583678613657441218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy and Daddy again!!! So blessed to be so close to welcoming another child into our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-AT--DxrRg/TX02HRZjNTI/AAAAAAAAEes/2bDWeZ1EReQ/s1600/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-AT--DxrRg/TX02HRZjNTI/AAAAAAAAEes/2bDWeZ1EReQ/s400/prego%2Bstudio%2Bpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583678611566834994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family of Four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Around this house we are getting ready for baby to arrive!&lt;br /&gt;Due Date April 14 - One month!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-1846526918436666023?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/1846526918436666023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=1846526918436666023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1846526918436666023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1846526918436666023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/03/getting-ready-for-baby.html' title='Getting ready for Baby'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4TBaE69a4qU/TX02p11hIDI/AAAAAAAAEfU/2rTGpIDe0Hw/s72-c/big%2Bbrother%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4468931041344070204</id><published>2011-02-17T05:33:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T05:53:55.364+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Wheels!!</title><content type='html'>Caution: this is the guy of the group blogging about my new truck. Sorry if I put in too many guy details for the lady followers of this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Christmas morning... my beautiful wife got super excited when I went to open my card, which was after all the other presents had been opened. I was wondering what all the anticipation was about. Little did I know, when I opened it up there would be a key chain with a little paper truck and a note saying my wife was buying me a truck for my big present! WOW!! I was shocked. When the shock wore off a little, I was so thankful that my amazing, giving, and loving wife would use some of her invested money to take care of her man. (My '98 VW Jetta is on its last leg!!) So after some research and a little looking around, we have bought the awesome Ford F-150 you see in the pictures below. I love it.... Thanks so much to my lovely wife! You are the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574389049920623202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LVHWvwUU54/TVw1TnhYkmI/AAAAAAAAEeU/iVCGQIHhTLQ/s400/DSC03324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the truck: 2010 Ford F-150 Super Crew, with a 5.4L V8 engine, the decked out chrome package, loaded down with extras inside, 5 1/2' bed. I am not sure how this hadn't sold off the lot through 2010 but we are very thankful it was around so we could get some awesome year end closeout deals!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6XwOCVma08/TVw1ULmlzoI/AAAAAAAAEek/aSeT8627Yf8/s1600/DSC03322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574389059606138498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6XwOCVma08/TVw1ULmlzoI/AAAAAAAAEek/aSeT8627Yf8/s400/DSC03322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim talked with her dad a day before the truck was coming in from NC (the dealer located it for me and brought it in for the sterling gray color and features I wanted). Kim was talking with him about putting a bed liner in to which Pops replied that maybe we would get a nice surprise and there would be one already factory installed. Well, lo and behold, the truck showed up with a bed liner, which wasn't in the price and was an added bonus. Pops, you are good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I865ncB5uvQ/TVw1T-BXF7I/AAAAAAAAEec/7f6eRhz2_9M/s1600/DSC03323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574389055960324018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I865ncB5uvQ/TVw1T-BXF7I/AAAAAAAAEec/7f6eRhz2_9M/s400/DSC03323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Absolutely loving the new truck and looking forward to actually getting to know what all the gadgets actually do! Thank you so much Kim for my awesome Christmas present! You are the best wife I could ever dream of having and I thank God for you each and every day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4468931041344070204?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4468931041344070204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4468931041344070204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4468931041344070204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4468931041344070204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-wheels.html' title='New Wheels!!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LVHWvwUU54/TVw1TnhYkmI/AAAAAAAAEeU/iVCGQIHhTLQ/s72-c/DSC03324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-9045640084334280246</id><published>2010-12-17T03:28:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T05:36:35.314+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Robot Dylan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe7kn5ae4I/AAAAAAAAEdU/OchyDD_BBV0/s1600/DSC03010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550611303616904066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe7kn5ae4I/AAAAAAAAEdU/OchyDD_BBV0/s400/DSC03010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little man, Dylan, dressed up as a robot for Awana on October 31. He watched a backyardagains show where the characters were robots and since then he has loved robots. One day I asked how he was doing while in the car, from the back seat I heard "All Systems A-OK!". Recently I overhead him in his room repeating to himself "robot Dylan decorating, robot Dylan decorating" Later I went upstairs to find that he had hung hangers on ever knob possible in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe7kd4GRDI/AAAAAAAAEdM/TMPSsPu58g0/s1600/DSC03008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550611300927030322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe7kd4GRDI/AAAAAAAAEdM/TMPSsPu58g0/s400/DSC03008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe6bj6RtfI/AAAAAAAAEdE/jLhSZEfCvyI/s1600/DSC03014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550610048416331250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe6bj6RtfI/AAAAAAAAEdE/jLhSZEfCvyI/s400/DSC03014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe6bcreokI/AAAAAAAAEc8/g6BaCEwfOno/s1600/DSC03013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550610046475215426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe6bcreokI/AAAAAAAAEc8/g6BaCEwfOno/s400/DSC03013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe5Ig0EDJI/AAAAAAAAEcs/JrTZS7QAkZg/s1600/DSC03016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550608621655821458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe5Ig0EDJI/AAAAAAAAEcs/JrTZS7QAkZg/s400/DSC03016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-9045640084334280246?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/9045640084334280246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=9045640084334280246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/9045640084334280246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/9045640084334280246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/12/robot-dylan.html' title='Robot Dylan'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQe7kn5ae4I/AAAAAAAAEdU/OchyDD_BBV0/s72-c/DSC03010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7273592013211791493</id><published>2010-12-16T22:13:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T22:46:02.453+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Own Good News of Great Joy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you all know we lost our second child near the end of my first trimester this past February. This was the hardest part of life that I have yet lived through and I pray that none of you will ever experience the hurt and pain that we did. What do I pray for each person reading this blog is that you will in some way experience the true peace, comfort and contentment that comes with trusting the ONLY being who is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;perfectly&lt;/span&gt; trustworthy - Jesus Christ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Casting Crown's song was sung many times at church when I was in my darkest hours. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; it brought tears to my eyes as it was so real and true in my own life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to share the song with you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I was sure by now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;That You would have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;reached&lt;/span&gt; down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But once again, I say "Amen" and it's still raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And takes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'll praise You in this storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I will lift my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;For You are who You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;No matter where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Every tear I've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You never left my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And though my heart is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I will remember when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You heard my cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You raised me up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;How can I carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If I can't find You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The maker of heaven and earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt; 30:5b "Weeping may last for the night, But a shout of joy comes in the morning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Guess what folks it is morning in our lives!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUEONdANI/AAAAAAAAEeE/96E3m-nvbQA/s1600/DSC02718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551271553454112978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUEONdANI/AAAAAAAAEeE/96E3m-nvbQA/s400/DSC02718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lord has blessed us again with a little one growing inside of me! This third baby has been giving us a strong heart beat since the first Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt; and is now doing "gymnastics"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUDx1TvXI/AAAAAAAAEd8/F8o6Ye5wwyo/s1600/DSC03021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551271545836649842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUDx1TvXI/AAAAAAAAEd8/F8o6Ye5wwyo/s400/DSC03021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been expanding fast but am so thrilled to be carrying another blessing and miracle from our faithful Heavenly Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUDkz7AzI/AAAAAAAAEd0/sI0AmR0SmAA/s1600/DSC03086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551271542341174066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUDkz7AzI/AAAAAAAAEd0/sI0AmR0SmAA/s400/DSC03086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our child is due April 14 -a spring baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that I need any more reasons to celebrate another winter behind us but what a joyous time to bring home our newest miracle. As with Dylan we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have not&lt;/span&gt; found out the gender of this child. We will find out come April when they come into the world! Thank you for celebrating with us and for comforting us during our time of mourning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7273592013211791493?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7273592013211791493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7273592013211791493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7273592013211791493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7273592013211791493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-own-good-news-of-great-joy.html' title='Our Own Good News of Great Joy!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TQoUEONdANI/AAAAAAAAEeE/96E3m-nvbQA/s72-c/DSC02718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-1633893827645677158</id><published>2010-11-11T11:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:25:28.957+09:00</updated><title type='text'>North Carolina Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;In September, we were able to head up to the NC Mountains for some wonderful family time. Thank you Mom and Aunt Patti!!! It is such a blessing to have access to the mountain house, to relive memories from my childhood and most importantly to share it all with my own little family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRU3zpfSI/AAAAAAAAEcc/-SWOsmkqots/s1600/DSC02956.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538109585801968930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRU3zpfSI/AAAAAAAAEcc/-SWOsmkqots/s400/DSC02956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRUkIpe_I/AAAAAAAAEcU/-PHlSbpOvLc/s1600/DSC02958.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538109580521339890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRUkIpe_I/AAAAAAAAEcU/-PHlSbpOvLc/s400/DSC02958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRUQpF2lI/AAAAAAAAEcM/L2-i4v4_jHk/s1600/DSC02800.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538109575288707666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRUQpF2lI/AAAAAAAAEcM/L2-i4v4_jHk/s400/DSC02800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRUMt2N5I/AAAAAAAAEcE/nIk1RtNmKr0/s1600/DSC02805.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538109574234912658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRUMt2N5I/AAAAAAAAEcE/nIk1RtNmKr0/s400/DSC02805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rory took some beautiful pictures of sunrises. The view from the deck and back of the house is amazing! I have added 3 Mountain posts for you all to enjoy a little of what we did while relaxing in the fresh mountain air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Your challenge after looking at all the pictures is to guess what the next post will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;anounce;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-1633893827645677158?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/1633893827645677158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=1633893827645677158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1633893827645677158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1633893827645677158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/11/north-carolina-vacation.html' title='North Carolina Vacation'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNtRU3zpfSI/AAAAAAAAEcc/-SWOsmkqots/s72-c/DSC02956.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4374550819230403616</id><published>2010-11-10T06:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:59:28.680+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NC - Grandfather Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrkN_3q5I/AAAAAAAAEZE/CSO8NjQ8kxw/s1600/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537645855549926290" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrkN_3q5I/AAAAAAAAEZE/CSO8NjQ8kxw/s400/DSC02827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view of the Mile High Swinging Bridge on Grandfather Mt. It is a 228 foot suspension bridge, 5,280 feet up spanning a 80 ft chasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrjfzhc9I/AAAAAAAAEY8/5FTJv4MTESA/s1600/DSC02822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537645843150107602" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrjfzhc9I/AAAAAAAAEY8/5FTJv4MTESA/s400/DSC02822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan and Dad standing right on the mile high line looking down. Obviously Dylan does not have a fear of heights&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrkm-B28I/AAAAAAAAEZM/zhx1xsE9UAs/s1600/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537645862253091778" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrkm-B28I/AAAAAAAAEZM/zhx1xsE9UAs/s400/DSC02828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On top of the world!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so really that is just how Rory and I felt being able to share Our Savior's awe inspiring creation with our son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqvqbfRiI/AAAAAAAAEYc/0UitmHmT5zU/s1600/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537644952648893986" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqvqbfRiI/AAAAAAAAEYc/0UitmHmT5zU/s400/DSC02831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family picture on top of Grandfather Mt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqvLg0j0I/AAAAAAAAEYU/t7U3k_4C5gI/s1600/DSC02830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537644944349761346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqvLg0j0I/AAAAAAAAEYU/t7U3k_4C5gI/s400/DSC02830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Personality loving his minute of hands free freedom&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqwwYw7OI/AAAAAAAAEYs/RG8tTlRVhb4/s1600/DSC02840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537644971427949794" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqwwYw7OI/AAAAAAAAEYs/RG8tTlRVhb4/s400/DSC02840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being blown around on top of Grandfather Mt we did some walking around at a lower elevation, thus allowing Dylan freedom to run and investigate.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqxA5c8DI/AAAAAAAAEY0/d667twv3dcQ/s1600/DSC02843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537644975860019250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmqxA5c8DI/AAAAAAAAEY0/d667twv3dcQ/s400/DSC02843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay we did it! Kings of the rock:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4374550819230403616?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4374550819230403616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4374550819230403616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4374550819230403616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4374550819230403616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/11/nc-grandfather-mountain.html' title='NC - Grandfather Mountain'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmrkN_3q5I/AAAAAAAAEZE/CSO8NjQ8kxw/s72-c/DSC02827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5275842807404439695</id><published>2010-11-10T06:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:49:44.581+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NC - S'mores!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beloved part of our mountain visits - the campfire and s'mores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1Ky7Ct-I/AAAAAAAAEaE/IPS8RMeokrs/s1600/DSC02865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537656413901469666" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1Ky7Ct-I/AAAAAAAAEaE/IPS8RMeokrs/s400/DSC02865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1KUJG5YI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/SxJCvfgtMok/s1600/DSC02864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537656405638964610" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1KUJG5YI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/SxJCvfgtMok/s400/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1LlqG3PI/AAAAAAAAEaM/W05W1zKUtcU/s1600/DSC02867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537656427520646386" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1LlqG3PI/AAAAAAAAEaM/W05W1zKUtcU/s400/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan getting ready to roast his first ever marshamellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmweHG3CeI/AAAAAAAAEZc/RU6tzOKynBg/s1600/DSC02881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537651248179120610" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmweHG3CeI/AAAAAAAAEZc/RU6tzOKynBg/s400/DSC02881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see Dylan was as excited as I remember being with the campfire and roasting marshmallows. It is amazing to be able to "go back in time" by experience life through your child's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmwdnbTO_I/AAAAAAAAEZU/KnHN8OU_sHY/s1600/DSC02872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537651239674919922" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmwdnbTO_I/AAAAAAAAEZU/KnHN8OU_sHY/s400/DSC02872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy to my Tummy!&lt;br /&gt;He sure loved roasted marshmallows but really wasn't too impressed with s'mores. I am sure that will change.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmwfnNme8I/AAAAAAAAEZ0/6a8xyXiGGxA/s1600/DSC02899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537651273977199554" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmwfnNme8I/AAAAAAAAEZ0/6a8xyXiGGxA/s400/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So relaxing to sit around the campfire and chat with my best friend!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmwfILcHbI/AAAAAAAAEZs/4g-lfp1WB3U/s1600/DSC02896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537651265646632370" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNmwfILcHbI/AAAAAAAAEZs/4g-lfp1WB3U/s400/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Posing with the campfire:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5275842807404439695?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5275842807404439695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5275842807404439695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5275842807404439695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5275842807404439695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/11/nc-smores.html' title='NC - S&apos;mores!!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm1Ky7Ct-I/AAAAAAAAEaE/IPS8RMeokrs/s72-c/DSC02865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-57687743431322744</id><published>2010-11-10T05:57:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:42:35.524+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Linville Caverns and Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another splendid day in the NC mountains!&lt;br /&gt;We headed over to Linville to let Dylan experience the inside of a mountain&lt;br /&gt;as well as to do some hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBRSv8EMI/AAAAAAAAEbs/d_oXjti4fuU/s1600/DSC02906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537669719663579330" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBRSv8EMI/AAAAAAAAEbs/d_oXjti4fuU/s400/DSC02906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan waiting outside the entrance to the cavern&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBSnq3a_I/AAAAAAAAEb8/msFnqolI59Q/s1600/DSC02911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537669742459317234" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBSnq3a_I/AAAAAAAAEb8/msFnqolI59Q/s400/DSC02911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked about "Tall Man's Torture" and "Fat Man's Squeeze" only to find out they don't call those zones by those names any more. Even the rocks are made to be PC! I think every visit I will bring it up just for kicks:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBRwcV7JI/AAAAAAAAEb0/UvjAhVhtJn8/s1600/DSC02914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537669727634451602" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBRwcV7JI/AAAAAAAAEb0/UvjAhVhtJn8/s400/DSC02914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peekaboo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8GaUi5ZI/AAAAAAAAEbE/W_4l46SUEd0/s1600/DSC02918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537664035159467410" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8GaUi5ZI/AAAAAAAAEbE/W_4l46SUEd0/s400/DSC02918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I have been visiting Linville Caverns since I was young, I have yet to be bored on a tour. It is an amazing subterranean world, complete with blind fish and a history of civil war deserters calling it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8F4AsdpI/AAAAAAAAEa8/Squ7kqZoadw/s1600/DSC02916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537664025949402770" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8F4AsdpI/AAAAAAAAEa8/Squ7kqZoadw/s400/DSC02916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Linville Falls.&lt;br /&gt;Dylan LOVED hiking! There is so much to see, touch and learn about outdoors&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8IP_ZWrI/AAAAAAAAEbc/0D49dnT4v68/s1600/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537664066746145458" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8IP_ZWrI/AAAAAAAAEbc/0D49dnT4v68/s400/DSC02924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another natural spot to play peek-a-boo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8HguppoI/AAAAAAAAEbU/QeUoa9o61M4/s1600/DSC02923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537664054059443842" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8HguppoI/AAAAAAAAEbU/QeUoa9o61M4/s400/DSC02923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8HHNN4UI/AAAAAAAAEbM/SY4Rh1HVsGo/s1600/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537664047208325442" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm8HHNN4UI/AAAAAAAAEbM/SY4Rh1HVsGo/s400/DSC02920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Running, running, running and he still didn't take a nap that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5L1JJxRI/AAAAAAAAEas/ZvCqpEdYWYY/s1600/DSC02939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537660829723903250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5L1JJxRI/AAAAAAAAEas/ZvCqpEdYWYY/s400/DSC02939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the fresh air and beautiful view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5K63schI/AAAAAAAAEak/bP3WiHTESNA/s1600/DSC02932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537660814081421842" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5K63schI/AAAAAAAAEak/bP3WiHTESNA/s400/DSC02932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love my little crazy man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5KY4yPaI/AAAAAAAAEac/vtg8kFnkwDs/s1600/DSC02930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537660804959190434" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5KY4yPaI/AAAAAAAAEac/vtg8kFnkwDs/s400/DSC02930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the above picture = perseverance and determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5JpK_X3I/AAAAAAAAEaU/LgNHNaEpGoU/s1600/DSC02929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537660792150646642" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5JpK_X3I/AAAAAAAAEaU/LgNHNaEpGoU/s400/DSC02929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5MYQIcPI/AAAAAAAAEa0/nxLVNxKMopU/s1600/DSC02943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537660839148417266" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNm5MYQIcPI/AAAAAAAAEa0/nxLVNxKMopU/s400/DSC02943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan's first ever taste of rock candy compliments of our cavern tour guide&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBQV_AKwI/AAAAAAAAEbk/bmnWKV0fzJE/s1600/DSC02905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537669703352199938" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBQV_AKwI/AAAAAAAAEbk/bmnWKV0fzJE/s400/DSC02905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our family (of four) posing at the same spot on the deck that I remember my Gran posing my family growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-57687743431322744?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/57687743431322744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=57687743431322744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/57687743431322744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/57687743431322744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/11/linville-caverns-and-falls.html' title='Linville Caverns and Falls'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TNnBRSv8EMI/AAAAAAAAEbs/d_oXjti4fuU/s72-c/DSC02906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7642907221252499551</id><published>2010-10-13T04:52:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T06:10:26.920+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I Scream, You Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTMC8ODAAI/AAAAAAAAEYM/TFaRovN7UUo/s1600/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKFKJ_aWI/AAAAAAAAEX8/RPCpPXfnPk8/s400/DSC02724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527264832664856930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKEw67XlI/AAAAAAAAEX0/uH1GL705QyI/s1600/DSC02725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKEw67XlI/AAAAAAAAEX0/uH1GL705QyI/s400/DSC02725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527264825890790994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKEYeADnI/AAAAAAAAEXs/1YgtPPyEzzg/s1600/DSC02729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKEYeADnI/AAAAAAAAEXs/1YgtPPyEzzg/s400/DSC02729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527264819327012466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKENV2WjI/AAAAAAAAEXk/F3rrB-HK27c/s1600/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKENV2WjI/AAAAAAAAEXk/F3rrB-HK27c/s400/DSC02730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527264816340032050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKD1I30rI/AAAAAAAAEXc/MkzvgpU6c7A/s1600/DSC02732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTKD1I30rI/AAAAAAAAEXc/MkzvgpU6c7A/s400/DSC02732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527264809843151538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As you saw Dylan had the opportunity through his playgroup to make his own ice cream at Cold Stone Creamery! Blue ice cream (which may have been cotton candy?) and gummy bears, a yummy treat for a 3 year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7642907221252499551?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7642907221252499551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7642907221252499551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7642907221252499551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7642907221252499551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-scream-you-scream-we-all-scream-for.html' title='I Scream, You Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream!!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TLTMC8ODAAI/AAAAAAAAEYM/TFaRovN7UUo/s72-c/DSC02721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4666882446414744291</id><published>2010-09-30T06:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:23:31.726+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time, Beach Time, the Best of Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO417tdzkI/AAAAAAAAEW8/T5xwqZrrG94/s1600/DSC02604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO417tdzkI/AAAAAAAAEW8/T5xwqZrrG94/s400/DSC02604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522460804787326530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the way to Florida, Dylan let us know he felt about still being in the car :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEACH TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3zQtqIaI/AAAAAAAAEWs/XrIzZT_Ezew/s1600/DSC02621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3zQtqIaI/AAAAAAAAEWs/XrIzZT_Ezew/s400/DSC02621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522459659374043554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikki and Kaelyn&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3zhW5dDI/AAAAAAAAEW0/8sGit8yDJuY/s1600/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3zhW5dDI/AAAAAAAAEW0/8sGit8yDJuY/s400/DSC02622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522459663841981490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael and Addi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3zPAeZlI/AAAAAAAAEWk/URO45_RN8ho/s1600/DSC02620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3zPAeZlI/AAAAAAAAEWk/URO45_RN8ho/s400/DSC02620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522459658916095570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan pulling his cousin April through the "tidal pool"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way the tides work this time of year "tidal pools" are left in the middle of the beach surrounded by sand. Which make perfect play areas for the little one meaning of course that is where we are all hanging out - no waves or undertows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO21kDcKFI/AAAAAAAAEWM/e2PyzfsTniE/s1600/DSC02636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO21kDcKFI/AAAAAAAAEWM/e2PyzfsTniE/s400/DSC02636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522458599413786706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaka checking out the catfish Michael and Rory brought back from boogie boarding. It was caught on a hook and in the "tidal pool". Thankfully this find was farther down the beach from where we were playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO205z7b9I/AAAAAAAAEWE/LhcyLc4I9O0/s1600/DSC02630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO205z7b9I/AAAAAAAAEWE/LhcyLc4I9O0/s400/DSC02630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522458588074438610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO20qhPVSI/AAAAAAAAEV8/2AcSCrXc9mc/s1600/DSC02627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO20qhPVSI/AAAAAAAAEV8/2AcSCrXc9mc/s400/DSC02627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522458583969518882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addison lovin' the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO20JJWsmI/AAAAAAAAEV0/VKwQjY3jZWs/s1600/DSC02625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO20JJWsmI/AAAAAAAAEV0/VKwQjY3jZWs/s400/DSC02625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522458575010968162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my sweet niece, Kaelyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKPVM0Tv7BI/AAAAAAAAEXM/OA4tvDPkawY/s1600/DSC02651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKPVM0Tv7BI/AAAAAAAAEXM/OA4tvDPkawY/s400/DSC02651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522491984262982674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gau-Gau &amp;amp; Kaelyn. Actually that should read Super Gau-Gau the fiddler crab catcher! Thanks for catching the fiddler crab for Dylan and I on Friday. We were impressed!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO2zeClj3I/AAAAAAAAEVs/OmsZA0JjHbc/s1600/DSC02623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO2zeClj3I/AAAAAAAAEVs/OmsZA0JjHbc/s400/DSC02623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522458563439857522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin April and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1xwQiTVI/AAAAAAAAEVE/7SYQRTQh0c4/s1600/DSC02644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1xwQiTVI/AAAAAAAAEVE/7SYQRTQh0c4/s400/DSC02644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522457434458836306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Parents in the World! Yes, I am totally biased!! I love you both so very much and am beyond thankful to have you in my life.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1zBurvEI/AAAAAAAAEVc/qLmvo8Lc4xQ/s1600/DSC02675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1zBurvEI/AAAAAAAAEVc/qLmvo8Lc4xQ/s400/DSC02675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522457456328555586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaelyn and Dylan in their super duper paper towel bandannas&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKPWP3e0zjI/AAAAAAAAEXU/O-KT6Ryhh50/s1600/DSC02679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKPWP3e0zjI/AAAAAAAAEXU/O-KT6Ryhh50/s400/DSC02679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522493136165981746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lean on me...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1zaTJduI/AAAAAAAAEVk/kYpskf4WOio/s1600/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1zaTJduI/AAAAAAAAEVk/kYpskf4WOio/s400/DSC02683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522457462923949794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addi and Dylan playing Othello with  Pops.&lt;br /&gt;Dylan you should go there next.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1ysUyohI/AAAAAAAAEVU/b61HG9rtRIg/s1600/DSC02660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO1ysUyohI/AAAAAAAAEVU/b61HG9rtRIg/s400/DSC02660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522457450582811154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Nikki, Uncle Michael and Dylan's cousins bought him a remote control hemi truck for his birthday. It was a hit with all ages!&lt;br /&gt;Yes Rory did come on this  trip with us thank goodness! I must admit the only picture I have of my handsome man he looks like a dot out boogie boarding - sorry honey&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3yzsN0JI/AAAAAAAAEWc/MCjnphWjvgY/s1600/DSC02610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO3yzsN0JI/AAAAAAAAEWc/MCjnphWjvgY/s400/DSC02610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522459651583365266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God sure knows how to begin and end each day with glorious displays of His beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4666882446414744291?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4666882446414744291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4666882446414744291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4666882446414744291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4666882446414744291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/09/family-time-beach-time-best-of-times.html' title='Family Time, Beach Time, the Best of Times'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TKO417tdzkI/AAAAAAAAEW8/T5xwqZrrG94/s72-c/DSC02604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-6285649125716521548</id><published>2010-08-31T06:42:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T03:52:45.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is Dylan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEw4UuMI/AAAAAAAAEU0/3IL54UsuVIE/s1600/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEw4UuMI/AAAAAAAAEU0/3IL54UsuVIE/s400/DSC02316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511323006788745410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When "nap" time was over I headed into Dylan's room to let him know he was allowed to get up. Uh mm where was my little man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEjqYzYI/AAAAAAAAEUs/1_ti_kdM3YU/s1600/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEjqYzYI/AAAAAAAAEUs/1_ti_kdM3YU/s400/DSC02317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511323003240631682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh my yes my little sweetie pie has stuffed himself along with his pillow into his pillow case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEJL7bOI/AAAAAAAAEUk/mI_fbEHWQWI/s1600/DSC02318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEJL7bOI/AAAAAAAAEUk/mI_fbEHWQWI/s400/DSC02318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511322996133555426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnD4xq2gI/AAAAAAAAEUc/paVRpFhXzQc/s1600/DSC02319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnD4xq2gI/AAAAAAAAEUc/paVRpFhXzQc/s400/DSC02319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511322991728450050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was so thrilled with himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnDfaGHYI/AAAAAAAAEUU/gAFRMobxkaU/s1600/DSC02321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnDfaGHYI/AAAAAAAAEUU/gAFRMobxkaU/s400/DSC02321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511322984918687106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See look Mom, I can do it again.&lt;br /&gt;Dylan never fails to keep us on our toes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-6285649125716521548?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/6285649125716521548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=6285649125716521548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6285649125716521548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6285649125716521548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-is-dylan.html' title='Where is Dylan?'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwnEw4UuMI/AAAAAAAAEU0/3IL54UsuVIE/s72-c/DSC02316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-6844808720555372960</id><published>2010-08-31T06:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:42:49.860+09:00</updated><title type='text'>First time Dylan"rode" his bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjVIsOEaI/AAAAAAAAEUM/ft3O5WRaSQQ/s1600/DSC02595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjVIsOEaI/AAAAAAAAEUM/ft3O5WRaSQQ/s400/DSC02595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511318890011824546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excited and ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjUuh68qI/AAAAAAAAEUE/w1toyIQE-Gc/s1600/DSC02596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjUuh68qI/AAAAAAAAEUE/w1toyIQE-Gc/s400/DSC02596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511318882989306530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoa Dad are you back there because it feels like I am picking up speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjTdfuUmI/AAAAAAAAET0/e3pSMPt1QQc/s1600/DSC02598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjTdfuUmI/AAAAAAAAET0/e3pSMPt1QQc/s400/DSC02598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511318861236818530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan's first bike ride and many of the others since have been him coasting down the drive way and Dad/Mom pushing his feet on the pedals on the way back up.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his new bike and has plenty of time to master his pedaling skills prior to racing in the tour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;france&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-6844808720555372960?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/6844808720555372960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=6844808720555372960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6844808720555372960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6844808720555372960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-time-dylanrode-his-bike.html' title='First time Dylan&quot;rode&quot; his bike!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/THwjVIsOEaI/AAAAAAAAEUM/ft3O5WRaSQQ/s72-c/DSC02595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-3979816407171499277</id><published>2010-07-26T04:44:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:56:20.915+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's Three and We visit the Sea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year in lieu of a birthday party for our precious son we headed over to Myrtle Beach for a night at Compass Cove. We all LOVE the beach and the resort seemed very child friendly with multiple pools, including a kiddie pool (depth 1.5ft) and water slides thus making our decision of heading to the beach an easy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyauKfLtZI/AAAAAAAAESk/zyAcUzlw-Ng/s1600/DSC02432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyauKfLtZI/AAAAAAAAESk/zyAcUzlw-Ng/s400/DSC02432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497939362992338322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a "sunken" submarine among other entertaining items in the kiddie pool. Dylan loved splashing in the water, exploring the submarine, watching the large buckets spill water and being "chased" by as he described us silly parents.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyauu7G-gI/AAAAAAAAESs/GVeURYuCgtE/s1600/DSC02439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyauu7G-gI/AAAAAAAAESs/GVeURYuCgtE/s400/DSC02439.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497939372773145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyavAdO7lI/AAAAAAAAES0/1O0IR92gAjY/s1600/DSC02445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyavAdO7lI/AAAAAAAAES0/1O0IR92gAjY/s400/DSC02445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497939377479675474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyavxbmcMI/AAAAAAAAES8/BiTpxNe9fX0/s1600/DSC02450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyavxbmcMI/AAAAAAAAES8/BiTpxNe9fX0/s400/DSC02450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497939390626164930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been wonderful to have Daddy home so much with his new civilian job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyfH1VPX6I/AAAAAAAAETM/7CJ6kiGQ4LU/s1600/DSC02471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyfH1VPX6I/AAAAAAAAETM/7CJ6kiGQ4LU/s400/DSC02471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497944202036600738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYt-zB9fI/AAAAAAAAER8/ndbHb4Rl2xg/s1600/DSC02468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYt-zB9fI/AAAAAAAAER8/ndbHb4Rl2xg/s400/DSC02468.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497937160831104498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough we would have to say that one of Dylan's favorite aspects of the resort were the two lazy rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Morning!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYurdYTCI/AAAAAAAAESM/P5sikD77PHU/s1600/DSC02490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYurdYTCI/AAAAAAAAESM/P5sikD77PHU/s400/DSC02490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497937172819889186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYvJecOJI/AAAAAAAAESU/DHVdCugeUL0/s1600/DSC02491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYvJecOJI/AAAAAAAAESU/DHVdCugeUL0/s400/DSC02491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497937180877404306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't often have doughnuts as I am sure you can gather from the above two pictures documenting Dylan's excitement over his birthday breakfast. My excitement lay in the fact that we were eating breakfast listening to the sound of the waves, watching the water rise and recede over the sand and being cooled every so often by the breeze washing across our balcony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXdaUrJMI/AAAAAAAAERs/W3GUgUtZBqU/s1600/DSC02527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXdaUrJMI/AAAAAAAAERs/W3GUgUtZBqU/s400/DSC02527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497935776650568898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rory and I were thrilled and slightly surprised by the fact that Dylan LOVED the two water slides at Compass Cove. The picture above is too cute with both of my guys smiling after their wet ride together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXcuOrljI/AAAAAAAAERk/L3__fpl12og/s1600/DSC02510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXcuOrljI/AAAAAAAAERk/L3__fpl12og/s400/DSC02510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497935764814272050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYvgWKdcI/AAAAAAAAESc/LpXTHMRmRhI/s1600/DSC02495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyYvgWKdcI/AAAAAAAAESc/LpXTHMRmRhI/s400/DSC02495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497937187016701378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXcSX3LGI/AAAAAAAAERc/UoTujbkEDYk/s1600/DSC02504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXcSX3LGI/AAAAAAAAERc/UoTujbkEDYk/s400/DSC02504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497935757336587362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am finding it hard to believe that our son is 3 years old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXb23LPrI/AAAAAAAAERU/AOA4NRYJRgE/s1600/DSC02502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXb23LPrI/AAAAAAAAERU/AOA4NRYJRgE/s400/DSC02502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497935749951733426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We do love the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Myrtle Beach the afternoon of the 24th, Dylan's birthday, arriving home in time for dinner, cake and presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXeNRxboI/AAAAAAAAER0/qpf0m9ak3V4/s1600/DSC02544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyXeNRxboI/AAAAAAAAER0/qpf0m9ak3V4/s400/DSC02544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497935790328606338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan's Under the Sea cake courtesy of me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVVPgXt7I/AAAAAAAAEQs/JoYd2Q9BRSk/s1600/DSC02549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVVPgXt7I/AAAAAAAAEQs/JoYd2Q9BRSk/s400/DSC02549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497933437284628402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this look of joy on his face made all the time spent on the cake worth it! Isn't that the case with all the hard work of parenting - it is always worth it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVVg7ziBI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/9Mr9f3kuoRo/s1600/DSC02553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVVg7ziBI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/9Mr9f3kuoRo/s400/DSC02553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497933441963100178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Our Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVVz61f9I/AAAAAAAAEQ8/tcFgwhdUaZI/s1600/DSC02566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVVz61f9I/AAAAAAAAEQ8/tcFgwhdUaZI/s400/DSC02566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497933447059308498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVWY_-4fI/AAAAAAAAERE/NjKYkU8ur4c/s1600/DSC02585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVWY_-4fI/AAAAAAAAERE/NjKYkU8ur4c/s400/DSC02585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497933457013006834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVWgXqr7I/AAAAAAAAERM/Q3e7O7y9qM4/s1600/DSC02593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyVWgXqr7I/AAAAAAAAERM/Q3e7O7y9qM4/s400/DSC02593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497933458991394738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God has blessed us with an amazing three years of enjoying our precious son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-3979816407171499277?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/3979816407171499277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=3979816407171499277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3979816407171499277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3979816407171499277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/07/dylans-three-and-we-visit-sea.html' title='Dylan&apos;s Three and We visit the Sea!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/TEyauKfLtZI/AAAAAAAAESk/zyAcUzlw-Ng/s72-c/DSC02432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-141069993131688833</id><published>2010-02-27T20:04:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:08:54.531+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is in the business of populating Heaven</title><content type='html'>A wise man once wrote: “There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven. A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-4) We are currently in a time of mourning. On February 17 I went into my new OB Doctors office here in Florence with my heart full of joy. I would soon be finding out more about Baby Fredrick Number 2 who I had been carrying for close to 3 months. It was during this appointment that I was emotionally flung into the deepest darkest valley I have ever known. Our dear and beloved child is already wrapped in the loving arms of our Lord and Savior. The beauty is our dear child will never experience pain, heartache or sickness. He/She is already in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned this is the deepest darkest valley I have ever experienced. I have never known the gut wrenching utter pain of a shattered heart until now. Many mothers love and intimately know their children before ever “meeting” them. I am one of those mothers. With this pregnancy I was blessed to know I was pregnant earlier than I did with my first pregnancy. With the knowledge that a new life was steadily growing inside I fell in love yet again. I started every morning with a prayer for my child as I held my yet unchanged stomach. Not a day went by that I didn’t think of my second child. Dreams of holding him/her, kissing and cuddling and caring for them began immediately. Though all of these dreams are shattered I know God is in control! I hold tight to many of His promises. I believe the Lord saved my child from something. We may never know what but God, my loving Savior, would never allow His children to hurt this deeply if there wasn’t a good and just reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people may question if the Lord is really good if He allows terrible events such as this. What I know is we live in a fallen world full of sin and thus tragedy, disease, pain and terrible events like losing your child. I will still, in the midst of this darkness and pain, stand on the rooftop and proclaim He is loving and good. For one my child is in heaven! The Lord being a just God cannot condemn a child who never had the opportunity to choose to surrender to Him. Also the loving hands holding my heart in place as it heals are a testament to His love. The morning I awoke for my surgery the Lord once again told me He loved and cared for me. I awoke at 5:15am from the loveliest dream and a warm peace filled my entire being. In the dream, I was on a porch surrounded by my closest family members, the Christian Doctor and dear friend who delivered Dylan and his wife, who is one of my closest friends. (I know many others would have wanted to be there if it were real life) We were all holding hands taking turns praising God, telling of His greatness and praying. Right before I awoke one of those present in my dream said ok let’s title this next part Kim. With that I awoke ready, determined and filled with peace. Resting in the assurance that there are no coincidences I was determined to make a positive impact at the hospital. I still consider myself to be incredibly blessed. My heavenly Father has showered me with more blessings than I can count and a hundred times more than I deserve. With this in mind, I decided the best thing to do at the hospital was to verbally bless others in the name of Jesus Christ. Realizing in recovery that I had yet to bless anyone, I began blessing everyone that came by my bed. Yes, I was still very much in a stupor but that cannot weaken the Lord’s power. Every day is a struggle and thus far every day there have been tears. This will not always be the case; I know there will be “a time to dance” in our future.&lt;br /&gt;Am I angry? I can honestly say no. Why would I be? Do I deserve children? No, children are a gift from God. (Psalms 127:3) Do I want and daily pray for more of the gift of children? – YES. Yet if Dylan is the only child I ever have the chance to raise, I will still be greatly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan will never truly understand the supportive roll he is currently playing. His laughter and smile warm my heart as they always have. He gives me more kisses than he used to. Many times he will cover my whole head –both cheeks, neck, chin, nose, forehead, and top of my head (lips are for Daddy) – with sweet kisses. When I am crying he always comes to check on me, hug me and at time being wise beyond two years he says, “Mommy it is ok, God is in control”. I was once told years ago: “ The Lord is not in the business of populating the earth but in populating heaven.” I was so thankful I heard this. Once again there are no coincidences thus I know the Lord allowed me to hear this to prepare my heart for this dreadful time. Someday I will meet my child in glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to cry out to the Lord as David did in the Psalms and hope in Him for days of dancing. “To you, O Lord, I called, and to the Lord I made supplication… You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: You have loosened my sackcloth and girded me with gladness.” (Psalms 30:8&amp;11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without my Lord, my amazing husband, my son and many prayers of the Savior’s faithful I could see myself not getting out of bed. Thanks be to the Lord for His goodness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-141069993131688833?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/141069993131688833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=141069993131688833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/141069993131688833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/141069993131688833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/02/jesus-is-in-business-of-populating.html' title='Jesus is in the business of populating Heaven'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5492779126790881805</id><published>2010-01-29T05:53:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:04:09.062+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Tampa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After opening presents and eating our traditional breakfast casserole and danish, we headed down to Tampa. Our Christmas was rounded out with wonderful family time with Megan, Jimmy, Trey, Nana and Papa Steve, more presents and a delicious dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H8KasYHsI/AAAAAAAAEQk/eCBngpRaaLE/s1600-h/DSC01641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431899881479872194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H8KasYHsI/AAAAAAAAEQk/eCBngpRaaLE/s400/DSC01641.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trey stylin' in his Christmas outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H8J1pK47I/AAAAAAAAEQc/6GQ6trTm_WY/s1600-h/DSC01632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431899871534310322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H8J1pK47I/AAAAAAAAEQc/6GQ6trTm_WY/s400/DSC01632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sweet boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7Pq0OArI/AAAAAAAAEQU/gTbHmPMiN50/s1600-h/DSC01698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431898872195449522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7Pq0OArI/AAAAAAAAEQU/gTbHmPMiN50/s400/DSC01698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cousin time is great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431898839939467458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7NypyyMI/AAAAAAAAEP0/8i7VDUWh3fE/s400/DSC01666.JPG" /&gt;Opening presents with Daddy. Check out the sweet smock Dylan got from Nana and Papa Steve. How perfect for his art projects:)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7PDkIfKI/AAAAAAAAEQM/vZ2P0dWIpBE/s1600-h/DSC01693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431898861658995874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7PDkIfKI/AAAAAAAAEQM/vZ2P0dWIpBE/s400/DSC01693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;relaxing with Papa Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7O-cJejI/AAAAAAAAEQE/L9jCuZU5P18/s1600-h/DSC01684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431898860283329074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7O-cJejI/AAAAAAAAEQE/L9jCuZU5P18/s400/DSC01684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7OSIUvEI/AAAAAAAAEP8/dJClTONgprc/s1600-h/DSC01679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431898848389020738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H7OSIUvEI/AAAAAAAAEP8/dJClTONgprc/s400/DSC01679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trying out one of Trey's Christmas presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5492779126790881805?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5492779126790881805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5492779126790881805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5492779126790881805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5492779126790881805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-tampa.html' title='Christmas in Tampa'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H8KasYHsI/AAAAAAAAEQk/eCBngpRaaLE/s72-c/DSC01641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-2647798532141886786</id><published>2010-01-29T05:35:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T05:53:05.323+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Christmas pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4NRcNYMI/AAAAAAAAEPs/JvULpJBrNdo/s1600-h/DSC01599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431895532489236674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4NRcNYMI/AAAAAAAAEPs/JvULpJBrNdo/s400/DSC01599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4NMr53XI/AAAAAAAAEPk/rOiUxBSKNcQ/s1600-h/DSC01600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431895531212889458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4NMr53XI/AAAAAAAAEPk/rOiUxBSKNcQ/s400/DSC01600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4Myo3u_I/AAAAAAAAEPc/dsqLzdDmsU4/s1600-h/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431895524220845042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4Myo3u_I/AAAAAAAAEPc/dsqLzdDmsU4/s400/DSC01602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4MdnLJsI/AAAAAAAAEPU/lYHKZPCJZYI/s1600-h/DSC01615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431895518576584386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4MdnLJsI/AAAAAAAAEPU/lYHKZPCJZYI/s400/DSC01615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4L26EhxI/AAAAAAAAEPM/NbI96kwtUhk/s1600-h/DSC01616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431895508186859282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4L26EhxI/AAAAAAAAEPM/NbI96kwtUhk/s400/DSC01616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-2647798532141886786?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/2647798532141886786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=2647798532141886786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/2647798532141886786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/2647798532141886786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-christmas-pictures.html' title='Late Christmas pictures'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/S2H4NRcNYMI/AAAAAAAAEPs/JvULpJBrNdo/s72-c/DSC01599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-961265603220729221</id><published>2010-01-05T06:40:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:47:53.696+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence, SC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We are starting our new lives as working civilians. This past Saturday we arrived in Florence after a grueling holiday traffic filled 9 hour drive. Nevertheless we arrived safely:) Today was Rory's first day at Progress Energy in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt;, SC. As some of you may be wondering since the last blog regarding our move said we were going to live in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt; plans changed. We found a home in Florence for which I am grateful. Florence is larger than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt; though still smaller. I guess I wasn't really all that ready to live in a REALLY small town so I am relived. This does mean that my dear husband has to drive approx 45min to working in the morning. Thank you Rory! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Our closing is scheduled for the 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of January! Until then and while we do some work in the house we are living in an apartment &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conveniently&lt;/span&gt; located across from the development. I will be sure to do my best in keeping you all updated on life here in the Palmetto State.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-961265603220729221?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/961265603220729221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=961265603220729221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/961265603220729221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/961265603220729221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2010/01/florence-sc.html' title='Florence, SC'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4521529988726914610</id><published>2009-12-25T07:05:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:35:46.492+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Pappas'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love family time! What a joyous occasion to be celebrating Our Lord's birth with those you hold most dear. Mom and Pops had a house full as Uncle Steve and Crystal drove up from Davie, Aunt Cary, April and Troy came over from Maitland, Nikki, Michael, Austin, Morgan, Kaelyn and Addison drove over from Deltona and Rory, Dylan and I from 5 minutes up the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtMKZ7CfI/AAAAAAAAEPE/BYnyBpSDu4g/s1600-h/DSC01522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418935569864133106" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtMKZ7CfI/AAAAAAAAEPE/BYnyBpSDu4g/s400/DSC01522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nikki and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtLwblp7I/AAAAAAAAEO8/-G3X0iu8pfI/s1600-h/DSC01535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418935562891798450" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtLwblp7I/AAAAAAAAEO8/-G3X0iu8pfI/s400/DSC01535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The younger guys - uhmm great posing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtLre0_6I/AAAAAAAAEO0/iBujWO_vkoY/s1600-h/DSC01528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418935561563209634" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtLre0_6I/AAAAAAAAEO0/iBujWO_vkoY/s400/DSC01528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The younger gals - now we know how to get close:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtLTQDyrI/AAAAAAAAEOs/3ykZtt0iqbg/s1600-h/DSC01520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418935555058813618" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtLTQDyrI/AAAAAAAAEOs/3ykZtt0iqbg/s400/DSC01520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April with the three layer red velvet cake master piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did a great job making it look as great as it tasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsYCywJaI/AAAAAAAAEOk/nGaoFdvK67w/s1600-h/DSC01559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 266px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418934674467595682" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsYCywJaI/AAAAAAAAEOk/nGaoFdvK67w/s400/DSC01559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan totally enjoying his couch/bed from his Aunt Nikki and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsXtgfSmI/AAAAAAAAEOc/jSmP_xYEHpw/s1600-h/DSC01554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418934668753848930" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsXtgfSmI/AAAAAAAAEOc/jSmP_xYEHpw/s400/DSC01554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the little ones, Dylan and Addison, they have switched toys. Gau-Gau and Pops bought Dylan Handy Manny and Addi a pink wagon. Guess the kiddos decided to trade for the night:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418934659759112674" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsXL_-geI/AAAAAAAAEOM/rSjsgHp_VdI/s400/DSC01544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsXR5AgoI/AAAAAAAAEOU/i9EqxVyaaVo/s1600-h/DSC01552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418934661340496514" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsXR5AgoI/AAAAAAAAEOU/i9EqxVyaaVo/s400/DSC01552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy helping Dylan get to playing with talking Handy Manny and his tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsWw0k8kI/AAAAAAAAEOE/VPyq2HnM1ck/s1600-h/DSC01541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418934652463542850" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPsWw0k8kI/AAAAAAAAEOE/VPyq2HnM1ck/s400/DSC01541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Myself, My Wonderful Mom, Sweet Sister Nikki and adorable niece Addi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrJmXRX0I/AAAAAAAAEN0/SnkO6qcSnzU/s1600-h/DSC01569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 267px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418933326806343490" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrJmXRX0I/AAAAAAAAEN0/SnkO6qcSnzU/s400/DSC01569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With My dear cousin Crystal and Uncle Steve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrJWN6xWI/AAAAAAAAENs/YXx-aP6kRtw/s1600-h/DSC01568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418933322472146274" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrJWN6xWI/AAAAAAAAENs/YXx-aP6kRtw/s400/DSC01568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Addison and Austin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrJG2HUQI/AAAAAAAAENk/vjty4m4nLt8/s1600-h/DSC01567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418933318345773314" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrJG2HUQI/AAAAAAAAENk/vjty4m4nLt8/s400/DSC01567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaelyn and Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrI0rPIbI/AAAAAAAAENc/3PifQswuMoI/s1600-h/DSC01563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418933313468309938" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPrI0rPIbI/AAAAAAAAENc/3PifQswuMoI/s400/DSC01563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Morgan and Dylan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful time. Dylan especially LOVED being with his cousins. For days prior to family time all he can talk about are his cousins of course this lasts for days afterwards as well. Saying his prayers before bed after Christmas at Gau-Gau and Pops, he even prayed keep healthy cousins:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Thankfully after this family gathering we are still able to tell Dylan he gets to see more cousins. As we are heading down to see Rory's side of the family on Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Family Time is Priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4521529988726914610?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4521529988726914610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4521529988726914610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4521529988726914610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4521529988726914610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-pappas.html' title='Christmas at the Pappas&apos;'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPtMKZ7CfI/AAAAAAAAEPE/BYnyBpSDu4g/s72-c/DSC01522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-1201531695404260858</id><published>2009-12-25T06:42:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T07:01:11.301+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Christmas Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dylan and Mom had a great time making Christmas cookies this year:) As you see below we even took a break to play the drums on the refrigerator with the measuring spoons:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhbqsrv-I/AAAAAAAAENU/abS6cCcx78c/s1600-h/DSC01507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922642091261922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhbqsrv-I/AAAAAAAAENU/abS6cCcx78c/s400/DSC01507.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhbRDAEqI/AAAAAAAAENM/UBj0qVxy4Wo/s1600-h/DSC01505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922635205546658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhbRDAEqI/AAAAAAAAENM/UBj0qVxy4Wo/s400/DSC01505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhaw_wV4I/AAAAAAAAENE/GkUaO6gEnQk/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922626601998210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhaw_wV4I/AAAAAAAAENE/GkUaO6gEnQk/s400/DSC01506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am personally a very messy cook must be part of the reason I hate the clean up;) Dylan wasn't so bad we only had a little more of the ingredients on the floor than normal:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6yUwPKI/AAAAAAAAEM8/Gk2qwmfEiXw/s1600-h/DSC01508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922077202693282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6yUwPKI/AAAAAAAAEM8/Gk2qwmfEiXw/s400/DSC01508.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of my favorite aspects of clean up:) Obviously Dylan was enjoying it as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6i4QMEI/AAAAAAAAEM0/o4ka5FJ5oMI/s1600-h/DSC01511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922073056620610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6i4QMEI/AAAAAAAAEM0/o4ka5FJ5oMI/s400/DSC01511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6XhXqEI/AAAAAAAAEMs/Z-8Rcq8iTjY/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922070007851074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6XhXqEI/AAAAAAAAEMs/Z-8Rcq8iTjY/s400/DSC01513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask what the front blobs are - Dylan thought they were neat so we kept them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(excuse all the boxes on the counter we are moving in 9 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6BT3hbI/AAAAAAAAEMk/yp5Xb0QcVRg/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922064045639090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg6BT3hbI/AAAAAAAAEMk/yp5Xb0QcVRg/s400/DSC01515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waiting waiting waiting - the hardest part of cookie baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg50f5OrI/AAAAAAAAEMc/6GtIWnSwnwI/s1600-h/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418922060606421682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPg50f5OrI/AAAAAAAAEMc/6GtIWnSwnwI/s400/DSC01517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I like it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-1201531695404260858?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/1201531695404260858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=1201531695404260858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1201531695404260858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1201531695404260858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/12/dylan-and-mom-had-great-time-making.html' title='Making Christmas Cookies'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SzPhbqsrv-I/AAAAAAAAENU/abS6cCcx78c/s72-c/DSC01507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-3059135071626565775</id><published>2009-12-20T18:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:26:45.305+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Augustine's Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This afternoon we headed out to enjoy Christmas festivities at Saint Augustine's Winter Wonderland. It was pretty chilly for us Floridians though there wasn't any snow;) The fake snow is pumped out later in the evening. We by passed the ice slide and ice skating and instead enjoyed the scenery, Elf Village, Candy Cane Forest, The North Pole and the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417087521348961810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1cZlM0xhI/AAAAAAAAEKs/5sOtcVJxiaA/s400/DSC01471.jpg" /&gt; Going in for a hug&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417087527020985298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1cZ6VI-9I/AAAAAAAAEK0/MzXCtebbUgc/s400/DSC01474.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417087534377497570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1caVvEc-I/AAAAAAAAEK8/rhKh977fJ-U/s400/DSC01475.jpg" /&gt;Dylan had a ball at the Elf Village - the little homes were just his size. He went into the miner's cabin and I asked him what he was doing inside. He replied working. I asked what he was working on and he said a tunnel:) In another cottage, he said he was making Christmas decorations. I love an active imagination!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417087545394807890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1ca-xzRFI/AAAAAAAAELE/HDsNGkAcUiU/s400/DSC01477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417087547076987186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1cbFC3STI/AAAAAAAAELM/FanahaBja0w/s400/DSC01478.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417089226903710738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1d824w7BI/AAAAAAAAELU/m7Rl7eV8goU/s400/DSC01486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my favorite little house - so very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christmasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417085311264277458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1aY7_kw9I/AAAAAAAAEKE/9bWujFs9MGw/s400/DSC01488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417085318401993330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1aZWlVqnI/AAAAAAAAEKM/ub3La2Pfof4/s400/DSC01491.jpg" /&gt;Rory and Dylan entering the Candy Cane forest&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417085328559182418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1aZ8bAElI/AAAAAAAAEKc/YPYuVxWeI0I/s400/DSC01495.jpg" /&gt; Dylan took a rest in Santa's comfy recliner at the North Pole&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417085321071365154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1aZghxDCI/AAAAAAAAEKU/ium583o-caU/s400/DSC01494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417085337726252946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1aaekmd5I/AAAAAAAAEKk/b7waNrhZqUA/s400/DSC01498.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful time together:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-3059135071626565775?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/3059135071626565775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=3059135071626565775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3059135071626565775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3059135071626565775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/12/saint-augustines-winter-wonderland.html' title='Saint Augustine&apos;s Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sy1cZlM0xhI/AAAAAAAAEKs/5sOtcVJxiaA/s72-c/DSC01471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-376693292178872685</id><published>2009-12-05T23:55:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T05:19:59.659+09:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Boy Bed Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hJCxtFtI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/92AX2jC8yPc/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412589135161267922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hJCxtFtI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/92AX2jC8yPc/s400/DSC01408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan was able to "help" Daddy put together the frame for his big boy bed. We are grateful to have received a twin bed for Dylan from my Aunt Cary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hIwgz9KI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/KVtfn94JZzA/s1600-h/DSC01410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412589130258576546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hIwgz9KI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/KVtfn94JZzA/s400/DSC01410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next morning after Dylan spent the whole night in his big boy bed Mom needed pictures:)&lt;br /&gt;so he got to pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hIZ5IiUI/AAAAAAAAEJs/zMSrDbsGJ1w/s1600-h/DSC01412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412589124186573122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hIZ5IiUI/AAAAAAAAEJs/zMSrDbsGJ1w/s400/DSC01412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hIFPjnsI/AAAAAAAAEJk/wsNUDJdrAd8/s1600-h/DSC01411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412589118643478210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hIFPjnsI/AAAAAAAAEJk/wsNUDJdrAd8/s400/DSC01411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is actually close to how we found him in the morning:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hHqjkV9I/AAAAAAAAEJc/MbzghwSWU3g/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412589111479654354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hHqjkV9I/AAAAAAAAEJc/MbzghwSWU3g/s400/DSC01414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey folks look at me in my big boy bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-376693292178872685?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/376693292178872685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=376693292178872685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/376693292178872685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/376693292178872685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-boy-bed-time.html' title='BIG Boy Bed Time'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sx1hJCxtFtI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/92AX2jC8yPc/s72-c/DSC01408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4453944802480688896</id><published>2009-11-24T10:36:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:49:29.207+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Employment News + Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not I am a live;) I say that sheepishly since I had promised to be better at getting our blog caught up.I am thrilled to be alive though:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been enjoying life in Saint Augustine but that will be coming to an end shortly.&lt;br /&gt;Rory was offered a position at Progress Energy in South Carolina. Though we hate to leave family, friends and the Sunshine State (a little piece of paradise), this is a great opportunity for our family. We are currently in transition &lt;strong&gt;yet again&lt;/strong&gt; since Rory will begin Jan 4 in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt;, SC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407479206273488674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sws5sCQ-FyI/AAAAAAAAEJU/B8XZoeH_Ij4/s400/south-carolina-interstates.gif" /&gt;A not so detailed map of SC. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nuclear plant where Rory will be working is in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt;, SC. This is a thriving metropolis, so large that it isn't even located on this map! Find Florence, right off I95, then imagine a teeny dot approx. 30 miles North West that's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hartsville&lt;/span&gt; population 11,000 or so we have heard:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO EVERYONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4453944802480688896?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4453944802480688896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4453944802480688896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4453944802480688896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4453944802480688896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/11/employment-news-happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Employment News + Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sws5sCQ-FyI/AAAAAAAAEJU/B8XZoeH_Ij4/s72-c/south-carolina-interstates.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5286633636241540140</id><published>2009-09-17T04:17:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T04:55:19.307+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to April '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;April in Japan bloomed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;magnificently&lt;/span&gt; with delicate cherry blossoms and splendid visits from home. Rory's parents arrived first and could not have planned their timing better, it seems Japan was at its most beautiful just for them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382149809069830626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8vEmLMeI/AAAAAAAAEGs/YWgeT-hMIY8/s400/P4020001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Just a little preview of the beauty which was spring in Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I promise more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; to come:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE-iE_ygcI/AAAAAAAAEHU/yQfMoEU88xE/s1600-h/P4030013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382151784862220738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE-iE_ygcI/AAAAAAAAEHU/yQfMoEU88xE/s400/P4030013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After giving Mom and Dad a day of relaxation as well as a tour of the base, we headed up to Tokyo. It was in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chiyoda&lt;/span&gt; ward that you can find what is said to be the "most expensive square kilometer in the world". This of course is where the Imperial Palace is located. In the photo above you see a garden area which is front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nijubashi&lt;/span&gt; bridge (a part of the palace). We all found it so fascinating to see the modern skyscrapers towering over the eccentric evergreens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE-hn6EYLI/AAAAAAAAEHM/vBAJ7H7-wOg/s1600-h/P4030012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382151777053597874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE-hn6EYLI/AAAAAAAAEHM/vBAJ7H7-wOg/s400/P4030012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The moat around the palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8wVFyr6I/AAAAAAAAEHE/2n20mdh1cw0/s1600-h/Picture+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382149830677278626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8wVFyr6I/AAAAAAAAEHE/2n20mdh1cw0/s400/Picture+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; The family in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nijubashi&lt;/span&gt; Bridge which is said to be the most photographed scene in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8wCsADsI/AAAAAAAAEG8/_LST_GmqKhs/s1600-h/P4030018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382149825737264834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8wCsADsI/AAAAAAAAEG8/_LST_GmqKhs/s400/P4030018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8vv4JlLI/AAAAAAAAEG0/JXs8tvfu37Q/s1600-h/P4030014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382149820687946930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8vv4JlLI/AAAAAAAAEG0/JXs8tvfu37Q/s400/P4030014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The inner palace gardens and buildings are only open to the public twice a year, January 2 and December 23, when the Imperial family makes a public &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382151788758140338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE-iTgphbI/AAAAAAAAEHc/WX-_WxKGKB8/s400/P4030020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Another angle of the bridge with palace buildings in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5286633636241540140?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5286633636241540140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5286633636241540140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5286633636241540140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5286633636241540140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-april-09.html' title='Back to April &apos;09'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SrE8vEmLMeI/AAAAAAAAEGs/YWgeT-hMIY8/s72-c/P4020001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7968212306344853684</id><published>2009-09-13T05:51:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:58:14.072+09:00</updated><title type='text'>We did make it back:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes we did make it back to the United States though you wouldn't know it from the blog. Sorry about that but as you can imagine we have been busy busy busy! With a family welcome home party at the beach and a big party at the Ellis' we have been royally welcomed home. It has been a little over a month since we have arrived back in the states and life has not slowed though we have a down weekend this weekend. Ahh a little relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do promise to finish out our Japan pictures as we keep you updated on our current adventure: Trusting our Lord as He directs us in finding a new home town, job, and abode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7968212306344853684?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7968212306344853684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7968212306344853684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7968212306344853684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7968212306344853684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-did-make-it-back.html' title='We did make it back:)'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-6618807288125606599</id><published>2009-07-24T15:17:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:54:55.898+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan is TWO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We awoke to an overcast rainy day so Mom's beach idea was out the window. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uhmm&lt;/span&gt; what to do? I then remember this play area at the mall near the base so we headed out with rain gear in tow. Little man was really in the mood to hear some off key singing so he continued to say more mommy more. The rain continued as the world cried listening to me sing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ABCs&lt;/span&gt;, I am a C, C-H, I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N, and I have the joy joy... Dylan was happy and so was I so other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; could just plug their ears;) The best part is hearing D sing along. He has is own words but they seem to fit. Also during the joy song when I ask where he points to his heart! I sure am going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;to miss&lt;/span&gt; our long walks to get places - there is so much world to investigate when you walk everywhere. Dylan is sure to point everything out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ask&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whas&lt;/span&gt; That?"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361911088366223954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVuetMAlI/AAAAAAAAEF0/t8aTo8Zdd70/s400/DSC00632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we are about to head in and play! You have to love Dylan's grimaces&lt;br /&gt;- no more real smiles for the camera&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVvd5piCI/AAAAAAAAEGU/zYFLva5OJow/s1600-h/DSC00649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361911105329924130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVvd5piCI/AAAAAAAAEGU/zYFLva5OJow/s400/DSC00649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no helped needed on this electric see-saw&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361911094957109714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVu3Qk8dI/AAAAAAAAEGE/a5aYwpN9QC4/s400/DSC00642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Whoa" and I am quoting as you can see by his expression:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVvGiXUsI/AAAAAAAAEGM/aZjZFY7566k/s1600-h/DSC00643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361911099058246338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVvGiXUsI/AAAAAAAAEGM/aZjZFY7566k/s400/DSC00643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These little deals spin around in circles but not like those dreadful tea cups at Disney - much slower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVur04QgI/AAAAAAAAEF8/o0PjkHeBC6c/s1600-h/DSC00639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361911091888144898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVur04QgI/AAAAAAAAEF8/o0PjkHeBC6c/s400/DSC00639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The balloons were flying everywhere thanks to the four fans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;strategically&lt;/span&gt; placed around the play area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVADt-MqI/AAAAAAAAEFs/VZQ0pwtvmMs/s1600-h/DSC00671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361910290847773346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVADt-MqI/AAAAAAAAEFs/VZQ0pwtvmMs/s400/DSC00671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding on the Road Runner - not sure if at is who it was supposed to be. It was a big road runner looking bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU_uzgNII/AAAAAAAAEFk/Mk6j4qkQuxY/s1600-h/DSC00667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361910285233828994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU_uzgNII/AAAAAAAAEFk/Mk6j4qkQuxY/s400/DSC00667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan loved throwing the balls! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Developing that passing precision for his future;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU_fQ8WPI/AAAAAAAAEFc/tTWoQdhnJrA/s1600-h/DSC00660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361910281062340850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU_fQ8WPI/AAAAAAAAEFc/tTWoQdhnJrA/s400/DSC00660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;play time out to send Daddy an email&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(notice the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pappas&lt;/span&gt; tongue he was concentrating on what to type)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU-x0AGRI/AAAAAAAAEFU/5e2fJF47m6c/s1600-h/DSC00656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361910268861356306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU-x0AGRI/AAAAAAAAEFU/5e2fJF47m6c/s400/DSC00656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An elephant on the merry go round. The elephant was the popular one for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just happy that Dylan decided against making the elephant sound thus saving everyone from getting a Dylan shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU-kkjxMI/AAAAAAAAEFM/oHXT6fodv2w/s1600-h/DSC00654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361910265306924226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlU-kkjxMI/AAAAAAAAEFM/oHXT6fodv2w/s400/DSC00654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hold on son!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361909168125341730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlT-tQFcCI/AAAAAAAAEEk/yrG9g65T-IQ/s400/DSC00676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looking back wondering why he didn't have any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;passengers&lt;/span&gt; in his taxi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loved the windshield wipers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361909172077477234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlT-7-WPXI/AAAAAAAAEEs/P4CF88Hpk3o/s400/DSC00686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mommy tried to make an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Elmo&lt;/span&gt; cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Dylan is not pointing at he cake. He is sneaking his finger into the icing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Licking it off and saying "tasty, like that"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361909176522395650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlT_MiGUAI/AAAAAAAAEE0/TfatolacuaA/s400/DSC00688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361909180120246098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlT_Z75J1I/AAAAAAAAEE8/r8LgGngydfc/s400/DSC00694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dylan blew the candle out all by himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlT_3fZ3yI/AAAAAAAAEFE/YuRch8ga11w/s1600-h/DSC00695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361909188053819170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlT_3fZ3yI/AAAAAAAAEFE/YuRch8ga11w/s400/DSC00695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another precious grimace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on to presents!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTD0xUn1I/AAAAAAAAEEc/cPcA-I5uqAA/s1600-h/DSC00715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361908156531515218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTD0xUn1I/AAAAAAAAEEc/cPcA-I5uqAA/s400/DSC00715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361908152533577218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTDl4I7gI/AAAAAAAAEEU/_oYNB_1NwCk/s400/DSC00711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTDfv4laI/AAAAAAAAEEM/SOfJoYujy4o/s1600-h/DSC00709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361908150888338850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTDfv4laI/AAAAAAAAEEM/SOfJoYujy4o/s400/DSC00709.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTC5WbJrI/AAAAAAAAEEE/EnMhhkMhC_4/s1600-h/DSC00702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361908140581004978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlTC5WbJrI/AAAAAAAAEEE/EnMhhkMhC_4/s400/DSC00702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you everyone for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;generosity&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daddy we missed you but are looking forward to all the other birthdays you get to be home for!!!!!!!! Here is to our future as civilians and no more missing Daddy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-6618807288125606599?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/6618807288125606599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=6618807288125606599' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6618807288125606599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6618807288125606599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/07/dylan-is-two.html' title='Dylan is TWO!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmlVuetMAlI/AAAAAAAAEF0/t8aTo8Zdd70/s72-c/DSC00632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-1439683417565367061</id><published>2009-07-19T15:46:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:05:55.856+09:00</updated><title type='text'>July 18 Climbing Fuji-san</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360060574998980194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLCsbNj5mI/AAAAAAAAD7U/Wpcr8vrsbkY/s400/IMG_0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is beautiful and majestic Fuji-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; known to English speakers as Mt Fuji. It is Japan's highest peak. Mt Fuji is an active composite volcano. The above photo was taken in April when my Mom was visiting. The day she and I went was a whole lot prettier than my climbing day!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360060580500703746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLCsvtRigI/AAAAAAAAD7c/fYYLPDePI3Q/s400/taxi+at+145am.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1:45 A.M. with a smile on my face and a thumbs up even after being regaled with details of horror and unusual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;punishment&lt;/span&gt; on my taxi ride to the bus departure location. When the taxi driver picked me up began his tale of Fuji torture including shredded hiking boots, crashing for 13 hours after the eventful, and not being able to stand when he got out of bed. Thanks for the encouragement pal - nothing like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bolstering&lt;/span&gt; a fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adventurer's&lt;/span&gt; morale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you noticed I had my gator shirt on. I had grand plans for taking a picture at the top sporting my orange and blue - ha ha so much for that thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360060587826896274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLCtK_-XZI/AAAAAAAAD7s/xS-M-YfqxtQ/s400/DSC00504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As we were driving up to the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; station on Mt Fuji I was shocked to see the sky beginning to lighten at 4 A.M.! Of course since I have the curse of not being able to sleep unless laying down, I was awake for the approximately 3 hour drive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now let me give you a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tidbit&lt;/span&gt; of background info. My grandparents built a home in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Appalachian&lt;/span&gt; Mountains of North Carolina. Almost every summer growing up, we spent time up there hiking and enjoying the outdoors. I say up there since I was raised in flat Florida. Prior to the climb I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;uh mm&lt;/span&gt; I wonder if I will suffer from altitude sickness. It was something that had not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to until the safety briefing. Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;naw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will be fine; Hey I have hiked Grandfather Mountain were two of my brilliant thoughts. At least I took the time to look up the altitudes of the two mountains. Grandfather Mountain which for a Florida Girl is a BIG mountain is approx. 5,964 feet and Fuji is approx. 12,388 feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my look at the challenge that I had waiting for me!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360060583618181010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLCs7Uid5I/AAAAAAAAD7k/cIbdiKKxIaU/s400/DSC00502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our climb (please notice my choice of wording CLIMB not hike) was to take place on the North side of Mt Fuji in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yamanashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; prefecture. Fuji is actually located in two different prefectures. Fuji is behind the building hiding behind a cloud that I will learn soon enough was ominous! As we exited the bus most of us donned our rain jackets and pants. I was being hopeful and left the rain pants in my backpack for the moment.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360060589886055586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLCtSq6pKI/AAAAAAAAD70/Ilzva4cJ0y8/s400/DSC00505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The entrance to the trail&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061965146198482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLD9V6fEdI/AAAAAAAAD8c/JN9hCiHklKE/s400/DSC00510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh look at this great hike on a nice trail of lava stone and dust&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061960688359874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLD9FTp2cI/AAAAAAAAD8U/b8xst7-5FCY/s400/DSC00512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;An awesome view from the beginning of the hike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I mentioned we arrived at the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; station to begin our climb. Fuji's 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; station at 7,700 feet had already surpassed Grandfather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; total height! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061955237909026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLD8xAKkiI/AAAAAAAAD8M/TbBekAeMXP8/s400/DSC00514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looking back at the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; station&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061948658663778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLD8YfjQWI/AAAAAAAAD78/J2nMUZatr7Q/s400/DSC00519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360061954586270930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLD8ukzXNI/AAAAAAAAD8E/bfVBmshCc8I/s400/DSC00515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Two more pictures of hiking Fuji - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;deceivingly&lt;/span&gt; easy looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFbal3ARI/AAAAAAAAD80/E2_XlypzxHM/s1600-h/DSC00530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360063581309567250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFbal3ARI/AAAAAAAAD80/E2_XlypzxHM/s400/DSC00530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is crazy and wrong and you will understand why as the pictures continue. Yet it is not uncommon for the Japanese to bring along their young children as they climb Fuji-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFbP5XSII/AAAAAAAAD8s/1DWyjbdqVtk/s1600-h/DSC00525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360063578438584450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFbP5XSII/AAAAAAAAD8s/1DWyjbdqVtk/s400/DSC00525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flashing the standard Japanese picture pose peace sign at the first of many markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of which didn't help a woman who reads English and struggles with converting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;metric&lt;/span&gt; system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFa8bZEkI/AAAAAAAAD8k/ykgb30TECWg/s1600-h/DSC00521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360063573212598850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFa8bZEkI/AAAAAAAAD8k/ykgb30TECWg/s400/DSC00521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole experience was breath taking for one reason or another. At the beginning it was the awesome views taking my breath away later it will be the terrain and lack of oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360063584481076354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFbmaAZII/AAAAAAAAD88/2Q-PqkhXsOA/s400/DSC00531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Fuji buddy Dawn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She and I were on the same bus and friendless. I came alone which is what we military spouses have to do a lot but her friend was a no show. She asked if we could hike together - sure sounds like a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360063587254543826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLFbwvQJdI/AAAAAAAAD9E/Mbp-C6DA0E4/s400/DSC00533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looking up to where we were headed. Little did I know that this is where it all really began......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-1439683417565367061?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/1439683417565367061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=1439683417565367061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1439683417565367061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1439683417565367061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-18-climbing-fuji-san.html' title='July 18 Climbing Fuji-san'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLCsbNj5mI/AAAAAAAAD7U/Wpcr8vrsbkY/s72-c/IMG_0487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-3409782846176020585</id><published>2009-07-19T15:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:07:45.439+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing Fuji-san</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_vTAFiI/AAAAAAAAD_k/Q07JCo0ciLE/s1600-h/DSC00536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360082897040578082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_vTAFiI/AAAAAAAAD_k/Q07JCo0ciLE/s400/DSC00536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No. 7 station approx 8,858 feet. The weather was getting nastier as we went and as you will see in later pictures I stopped to put on my rain pants:( Not that the rain gear really helped since I was soaked to the bone by the end of the climb! At least at the moment I was dry and thought it was going to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_YiY2iI/AAAAAAAAD_c/ztP-JbC2z4U/s1600-h/DSC00537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360082890931100194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_YiY2iI/AAAAAAAAD_c/ztP-JbC2z4U/s400/DSC00537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These men are branding our Fuji sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was our first stop for getting out Fuji sticks branded. The Japanese call them stamps. Most stations you come to which are really just shanty huts have brands. A different one saying something in Japanese. Plus they usually have the height you made it to and a symbol or picture. A really awesome souvenir and one that helped you accomplish your feat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_BqYwEI/AAAAAAAAD_U/D8ropWcrCTY/s1600-h/DSC00538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360082884790632514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_BqYwEI/AAAAAAAAD_U/D8ropWcrCTY/s400/DSC00538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; this picture shows you why I refer to the day as climbing! As a precaution the day before the climb I cut all my finger nails down. I did not want to deal with one being shredded back to the quick. Looking at this lava rock formation, I was thrilled I had done so. It was a hands, feet and Fuji stick process getting up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360083596347263634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLXocatSpI/AAAAAAAAD_s/TMoshx8la6E/s400/DSC00542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Two random resting Japanese Fuji climbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One book I read said that Fuji is the most climbed mountain in the world. Many sites online as well as the book say that 200,000 people climb Fuji a year with 30% being foreigners. I only spoke with two groups of foreigners who both ended up being French. Believe me there wasn't much talking as you continued to ascend the inhospitable Fuji-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW-3R7R_I/AAAAAAAAD_M/ayQVzlW3ndw/s1600-h/DSC00539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360082882003683314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW-3R7R_I/AAAAAAAAD_M/ayQVzlW3ndw/s400/DSC00539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking back down the way we had come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW-uWFKnI/AAAAAAAAD_E/w4tQ1vLNYNs/s1600-h/DSC00541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360082879605189234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW-uWFKnI/AAAAAAAAD_E/w4tQ1vLNYNs/s400/DSC00541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you look at these pathways think about ferocious gusts of wind that threaten to end your visit to dear Ms Fuji. I am not kidding at all! At times I found myself crouching down as quickly as I could while tightening all my muscles making myself a smaller tighter target. Even climbing in a crouch at times with my upper body horizontal to the ground feeling safer that way than standing. There was one time in particular when I thought I was heading over the chain and down down down... I have not been able to find a record of how strong the wind is on Fuji but have no fear I will keep looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLVRrnLM_I/AAAAAAAAD-k/63IrQ3Q8w2E/s1600-h/DSC00543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360081006265840626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLVRrnLM_I/AAAAAAAAD-k/63IrQ3Q8w2E/s400/DSC00543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An opening in the clouds allowed for an neat shot down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have not made it very far up the mountain when this picture was taken which you can tell becasue there is still vegetation. Notice the rocks on the huts roof in the far left corner. Every hut/building on the mountain had to have massive rocks on the roof to keep in from blowing away.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360081009455753762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLVR3ftaiI/AAAAAAAAD-s/7IcBUhIrjqw/s400/DSC00545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes that is ice on the top right corner of the picture! I was lead to believe that the snow and ice was gone during open season July and August. Not so much on July 18, 2009!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360081014083530338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLVSIvDrmI/AAAAAAAAD-0/QnxdRp4bht8/s400/DSC00547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my Japanese chocolate friend and I at a rest station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me explain: At many of the stations if not all there is a small area to rest (outside) and a vendor usually has snacks for sale in a small hut. The width of these stations can be anywhere from a person and half to 3 people - not large. But as you know Japanese people can pack it in to small spaces. As Dawn and I arrived one of the stations, for the life of me I can't remember which one, this Japanese man offered us chocolate. Of course I will accept chocolate there aren't a lot of woman who will pass up an offer of free chocolate! It was as you can imagine very tasty - strawberry and chocolate combined. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later at another station I saw he and his buddy again. This time I was taking a quick break to refuel. I offered the two men some trail mix a normal snack for Americans. The version I had with me included banana chips, cranberries, pineapple, papaya, honey roasted peanuts, cashews, coconut and dark chocolate m&amp;amp;ms. I poured some into each mans hands. My chocolate buddy was wowed big time. The grin on his face after eating some of my trail mix was like a little boy getting a special treat at the candy store. It was too awesome to experience. Then in broken English he told me "New never have, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; so taste good". I of course then took his hands pulled them flat and poured a second helping. His whole face lit up once again - a nice thing to see when the world around me was gray and menacing. We finally introduced ourselves but for the life of me I can't remember his name. Off we went to continue pushing up the mountain in the driving rain, sleet and occasional hail. We did see him again but that part of the story will come later in the posts just don't forget my chocolate friend. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360081018541126386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLVSZV1MvI/AAAAAAAAD-8/wnOJEXayvS8/s400/DSC00548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Many of you know that my brain never stops churning, the gears just don't stop turning unless I am asleep. So obviously I was thinking the whole time I was hiking. During the easier terrain I was trying to think of what I was going to say on the blog but as the terrain and weather got more difficult and at times down right dreadful my thoughts were far from blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than once I looked down at my fingers sticking out of my workout gloves like tiny little white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;popsicles&lt;/span&gt; and wondered what the signs of frostbite were. My finger nails were a strange light blue shade a rather nice color if it weren't for the fact it was my finger nails. I realize this means I wasn't getting enough oxygen but did it also show how cold I was? My right hand seem to be curled into a permanent Fuji stick holding grip. Uh mm frostbite? Thankfully no but I did wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also thought if Rory even considers asking me to go on vacation where it is cold I would say no. Forget skiing or hiking I am thinking tropical islands and the beach. No more cold!!! I was freezing and the ice felt like bee stings all over my face as it came pelting in sideways under my visor. Yeah that visor was packed for the sun by the way as were the sunglasses that were never removed from my pack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple times my thoughts came out as comments to Dawn my climbing buddy. I thought some were appropriate like: "If we did this every weekend we wouldn't have any cellulite on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;glutes&lt;/span&gt;!" At that point in time my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;glutes&lt;/span&gt; were on fire. Hey I was really having fun! The challenge and muscle burn was right up my alley! Dawn didn't think it was so cute or funny. I think she even made some comment back about how did she end up climbing with a personal trainer! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; come on personal trainer and climbing a mountain - I don't train mountain climbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTyZuDUUI/AAAAAAAAD98/W_IKp9qlAQc/s1600-h/DSC00551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360079369375273282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTyZuDUUI/AAAAAAAAD98/W_IKp9qlAQc/s400/DSC00551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Showing the rest area of one of the stations. Almost everyone was a walking, scrambling, climbing rain suit with only a little bit of their face showing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTyASz7GI/AAAAAAAAD90/DVoqxs7LvHk/s1600-h/DSC00550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360079362550131810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTyASz7GI/AAAAAAAAD90/DVoqxs7LvHk/s400/DSC00550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another view of the same station&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360079372746588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTymR1gCI/AAAAAAAAD-E/QiJnS7-PLkQ/s400/DSC00553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh look they were reassuring us we weren't on the Lost Route - how kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360079377471269938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTy34SbDI/AAAAAAAAD-M/sG2TlHvwHfw/s400/DSC00554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So what do you think of the view?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sound crazy but I was having a great time though really the rain/stinging ice could have been missing! There were times that the ice and cold rain felt like cruel and unusual punishment as my muscles burned from the intense workout and my skin and organs screamed from the cold! I am grateful for the rain for one reason - my sinuses. I heard that one lady a blonde ened up with black hair when she was climbing. It took her two days to scrub the lava ash out of her hair and scalp. That would have done a number on my sinuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry to say that as Fuji-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt; got 'grumpier and grumpier weather wise' I took less pictures. My fear was the rain and sleet/hail would damage the new camera my honey bought me before sailing away. No worries their are plenty more pictures but the quality isn't always there due to rain drops or due to how quick I tried to take the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360079383199644962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLTzNOCfSI/AAAAAAAAD-U/xElpHGenMhE/s400/DSC00556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Still smiling:)-What a once in a lifetime experience! Do you see the stamps on our Fuji sticks?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-3409782846176020585?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/3409782846176020585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=3409782846176020585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3409782846176020585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3409782846176020585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/07/climbing-fuji-san.html' title='Climbing Fuji-san'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmLW_vTAFiI/AAAAAAAAD_k/Q07JCo0ciLE/s72-c/DSC00536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-196448147198513469</id><published>2009-07-19T15:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:08:39.516+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuji-san Summit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I mentioned early I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;having a&lt;/span&gt; great time. My face would quickly break into a smile even in the worst of the conditions that is when I was not focused on finding a stable foot and hand hold. This was all until one Japanese man almost ruined it. Dawn had this habit of trying to ask everyone how far we had to go. She even busted out with the are we there yet a couple of times. Anyways one man answer back with a smile only a little bit more to go. I was thinking sweet I will be at the summit eating my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; feeling like a million bucks for arriving at the top very soon. Obviously my frame of reference for a little bit isn't his which made the last 30minutes tougher than any other part of the trek! After every twist turn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; bend, I was expecting to see the grand finale - streamers, confetti, the band you know the whole works (for those of you who don't know I am so teasing) That made it tough. Prior to hearing a little bit I was just thinking one more step, find a spot for one more step, flex those fingers they aren't that cold, wow you are climbing Fuji, etc... The last 30 minutes I was focused on that toddler phrase are we there yet that Dawn had mentioned one too many times. To her credit I think she was kidding and only said it twice.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in our climbing we had arrived at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Torii&lt;/span&gt; gate which really got me excited! I figured there had to be something special about that stop - aside from the shrine. Oh no we were no where near the summit. So the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Torii&lt;/span&gt; gate I spotted with less glee than the first but still a glimmer of hope that we were close. When we came to the third &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Torii&lt;/span&gt; gate I didn't even blink much less get excited I was drudging along for a "little bit" to get to the summit. Besides hadn't I learned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Torii&lt;/span&gt; gates aren't that special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKfF4nUUI/AAAAAAAAEBM/oFIHU8mlULU/s1600-h/DSC00558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360139510772879682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKfF4nUUI/AAAAAAAAEBM/oFIHU8mlULU/s400/DSC00558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKe0hoWzI/AAAAAAAAEBE/EoAcKGlhDkE/s1600-h/DSC00557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360139506113076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKe0hoWzI/AAAAAAAAEBE/EoAcKGlhDkE/s400/DSC00557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Standing under the unexciting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Torii&lt;/span&gt; gate, I took these two pictures looking back at the lion-dogs protecting the entrance. After the quick pictures, we continued up a few more steps and rounded a little corner. It was there that I saw my chocolate friend again in a circle of men all with huge grins are their faces. In the instant of seeing that many Japanese people smiling at once, knowing I had been climbing for a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; bit" too long I went straight to chocolate man and we hugged with massive grins are our faces. I then started over to the closest hut but wait why did I hug chocolate friend? I went back to him and said "are we at the summit?" Of course I had to do some charades and rephrase a couple times before he says "yes top, the top" My only guess is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;subconsciously&lt;/span&gt; I knew I was at the summit a few seconds prior to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;consciencely&lt;/span&gt; wonder if I had arrived??? I am sure that my chocolate friend found it ironic and funny that we gave each other a celebratory hug then I asked if I was there yet. Hey it was cold and I was tired - no more excuses needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360139519430530578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKfmIwlhI/AAAAAAAAEBc/EoVcCr5ImPQ/s400/DSC00561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 10:19 a.m&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- after 5 hours and 5 minutes which included, water breaks, bathroom breaks, and stick stamping breaks we had arrived!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360139514313229122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKfTEsw0I/AAAAAAAAEBU/5v1UjZUUtmQ/s400/DSC00559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360139530166566786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKgOIbf4I/AAAAAAAAEBk/8JTDGcH_0LA/s400/DSC00563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is the large hut that dominated the man made aspect of the summit. Do you see the band, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;confetti&lt;/span&gt; and streamers? Me either but this was the best looking thing at the moment! It blocked the wind, sheltered me from the rain and offered warm food. Do you see the man in red in the above picture? I would have loved to shout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hooray&lt;/span&gt; with my hands over my head but I was too tired and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137720305986386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI234Cq1I/AAAAAAAAEAk/M--nG9PELMc/s400/DSC00568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;New camera issue the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lens&lt;/span&gt; fogged up. I am just thrilled that one my camera didn't die because it got water logged like Ingrid's (you will meet her later) nor two did my batter die like Dawn's! You know how I love my pictures those to options would have been awful!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360136481448262338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHuwxV-sI/AAAAAAAAEAM/2WiIN2S8Nu8/s400/DSC00581.jpg" border="0" /&gt; a view looking from the back of the hut to the front&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360139952756708146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMK40ZxUzI/AAAAAAAAEBs/KrU1D0v9jVI/s400/DSC00589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had to show the gator shirt even if it wasn't outside by the crater or ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI3dfE6JI/AAAAAAAAEA0/8sm9htgW8Sc/s1600-h/DSC00571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137730401822866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI3dfE6JI/AAAAAAAAEA0/8sm9htgW8Sc/s400/DSC00571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boxes upon boxes of supplies lined the wall of the hut - who had to pack this stuff up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI3Ia6UiI/AAAAAAAAEAs/LVMqSYOiX3A/s1600-h/DSC00570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137724747207202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI3Ia6UiI/AAAAAAAAEAs/LVMqSYOiX3A/s400/DSC00570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah hot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; I have had in Japan. It had nothing to do with taste and everything to do with temperature! Once I had stopped climbing my body began to shake horribly! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;My back&lt;/span&gt; muscles were so tense and I was shaking so hard I had a fleeting thought that I may snap my own spine! When I was given my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; my arms and hands were shaking so violently that I spilled it all over my legs. At first I was disgusted with myself for spilling but within 10 seconds my thoughts changed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;aahhh&lt;/span&gt; that feels really good- so warm! There was an instant where I thought about pouring my bowl of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; over my head and letting it warm my body but thankfully that lasted even less than 10 seconds! Some how I shook my way through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; and drank my canned coffee. The shaking never did cease before we decided to leave:(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360136476472090402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHueO7nyI/AAAAAAAAD_8/cbTszgCeNXs/s400/DSC00578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The kitchen in the back of the hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI2pmPsmI/AAAAAAAAEAc/gXFAnE5cWJc/s1600-h/DSC00567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137716473246306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI2pmPsmI/AAAAAAAAEAc/gXFAnE5cWJc/s400/DSC00567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These cauldrons where full of steaming hot water and housed coffee, tea, hot chocolate and the like. This beautiful warm sight greets you as you enter the hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHuhAeJhI/AAAAAAAAEAE/mGwQ1aLTF_w/s1600-h/DSC00579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360136477216744978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHuhAeJhI/AAAAAAAAEAE/mGwQ1aLTF_w/s400/DSC00579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting our sticks branded with TOP of FUJI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHuNX6qtI/AAAAAAAAD_0/uNxjtcxxJDs/s1600-h/DSC00576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360136471946373842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHuNX6qtI/AAAAAAAAD_0/uNxjtcxxJDs/s400/DSC00576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go America - whats with our Flag being so little?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone needs to hike a larger one up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360137733154539346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMI3nvYB1I/AAAAAAAAEA8/ySKx3kZPt3A/s400/DSC00573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All too soon we decided to head out into this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360136488349275474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMHvKerFVI/AAAAAAAAEAU/al-PiMLPO4o/s400/DSC00586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If the weather had permitted I would have walked around the circumference of the summits crater. Being that is was miserable out to put it kindly and the wind was a ferocious beast I was not walking another 90min around the crater. In all honestly I would more than likely been blown in and I have no intention of missing that plane on August 8. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After stopping at the worst bathroom yet we started our decent at 12:37pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Speaking of bathrooms yes there were a few on the mountain. I was pleasantly surprised about their state except for the one on the summit. We used two on the way up. Paying 100 yen you went into a hut that separate left and right. On the woman's side they had western toilets!!! This was a huge shock. Now there is NO water on Fuji so anything aside from bodily wastes was to be place in the waste basket beside the toilet. :( Overall lovely considering where I was. Now the summit bathroom was appalling. Ingrid a lady from our bus who we meet at the summit hut warned us. I guess my brain was too frozen or I thought I understood her warning. I DID NOT but didn't realize it. She said you could see the men. Well in a lot of areas of Japan including the other two bathrooms if you look the opposite way of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt; as you walk in you may see a man using the restroom. I have learned to keep my eyes focused on heading to the correct side. As I headed into the bathroom I paid the attendant 200 yen this time and almost ran out - not exaggerating. I was taken back because I was literally walking into a line of urinals being used. Since there are no bathrooms on the way down, instead of rushing out I burnt holes in my boots staring at them so hard. I prayed that I would not run into anyone as I memorized the dirt patterns etched into my boots.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dawn and I had met Ingrid whose friend quit and turned around early on the climb and Chrissy whose three friends quit at least half way up. Once that nasty bathroom experience was over our group of four woman started to descend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-196448147198513469?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/196448147198513469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=196448147198513469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/196448147198513469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/196448147198513469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuji-san-summit.html' title='Fuji-san Summit'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMKfF4nUUI/AAAAAAAAEBM/oFIHU8mlULU/s72-c/DSC00558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7386264691886852790</id><published>2009-07-19T14:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:09:11.254+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Descending Fuji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a picture of my three companions heading down the trail into a swirling mist of cold and fog. It was so delightfully strange and unpleasant to see the wind rushing past. I realize it wasn't the wind but clouds yet it was still fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155215025453346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYxMyMuSI/AAAAAAAAEDM/o4JeziQEDhQ/s400/DSC00590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you can tell from this picture our descent was tough due to the lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;visibility&lt;/span&gt;. Plus anyone with bad knees, or injured knees will tell you descending is murder compared to ascending! My knees were killing me and I had taken perscription painkillers especially made for joint issues. I continued to do my best at walking side ways down the slope to relieve the pressure from my dear knees. At one point my left knee gave out and I slipped. I had to stop but only for an instant. I was NOT going to be that person who had to descend Fuji on horseback!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155226490989490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYx3fy67I/AAAAAAAAEDk/Wm24T7ODMEc/s400/DSC00599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYyKGITUI/AAAAAAAAEDs/77ejQbV4zMs/s1600-h/DSC00600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155231483612482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYyKGITUI/AAAAAAAAEDs/77ejQbV4zMs/s400/DSC00600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like the sun is trying to cut through the cold gloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYxRUwCiI/AAAAAAAAEDU/awuxi5dL3i0/s1600-h/DSC00594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155216244116002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYxRUwCiI/AAAAAAAAEDU/awuxi5dL3i0/s400/DSC00594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yes ice and snow. We saw it on the way up but were never this close&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360156763814296946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMaLWeO_XI/AAAAAAAAED0/XfqP9CCzYn0/s400/DSC00596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dawn, Kim, Chrissy and Ingrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ladies were lovely and made the descent a true pleasure. We chatted about Our Heavenly Father, our Honey's, the Navy etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little side note Chrissy's husband is a conventional (non nuke) mechanic who works with the nukes on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GW&lt;/span&gt;. I will have to see if Rory knows him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360155220645681602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYxhuKmcI/AAAAAAAAEDc/kzccAo_1qDo/s400/DSC00595.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dawn that's nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were the truth she said it was pretty bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the snow was mixed with lava ash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXqIfosMI/AAAAAAAAEDE/vxhB9GEpOHs/s1600-h/DSC00615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360153994103140546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXqIfosMI/AAAAAAAAEDE/vxhB9GEpOHs/s400/DSC00615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here comes a bulldozer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path down was wide and bulldozed relatively smooth in most areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that they use bulldozers as rescue machines since there is no where that is safe enough to land a helicopter for an air evacuation. I wonder if they also use them to pack some supplies up to the huts? For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rescues&lt;/span&gt; they also use horses as I mentioned before which are generally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;corralled&lt;/span&gt; at the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXp6lLmxI/AAAAAAAAEC8/MjftglWLXM4/s1600-h/DSC00611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360153990368303890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXp6lLmxI/AAAAAAAAEC8/MjftglWLXM4/s400/DSC00611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though the path was "smooth" you had to be careful not to slide down the lava stones plus you didn't want to slide off the side -look behind me about waist high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXpsJT21I/AAAAAAAAEC0/x0qQa0CcnZU/s1600-h/DSC00604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360153986493307730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXpsJT21I/AAAAAAAAEC0/x0qQa0CcnZU/s400/DSC00604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ascending route can be see in the distance on the edge of the sloop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXpZaI5SI/AAAAAAAAECs/x25aBFcxSNw/s1600-h/DSC00603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360153981463618850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXpZaI5SI/AAAAAAAAECs/x25aBFcxSNw/s400/DSC00603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wwwaaayy&lt;/span&gt; down there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXpBB4XUI/AAAAAAAAECk/aIlhZBkopkk/s1600-h/DSC00602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360153974919421250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMXpBB4XUI/AAAAAAAAECk/aIlhZBkopkk/s400/DSC00602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWFudY-iI/AAAAAAAAECE/EN-soOhPtz0/s1600-h/DSC00619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360152269127481890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWFudY-iI/AAAAAAAAECE/EN-soOhPtz0/s400/DSC00619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still above the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWFWJI5pI/AAAAAAAAEB8/RdFqvi0_ZO0/s1600-h/DSC00617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360152262600091282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWFWJI5pI/AAAAAAAAEB8/RdFqvi0_ZO0/s400/DSC00617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this shot was breathtaking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stick to the path and be careful!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360152273453185106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWF-kt-FI/AAAAAAAAECM/_9sAJvh6s1c/s400/DSC00621.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Do you see the dots on the trail - people just starting to climb Fuji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360152276482091074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWGJ23aEI/AAAAAAAAECU/U8DL1YjjHn0/s400/DSC00624.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A closer view of people just starting what we were thrilled to be finishing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360152282161918370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMWGfBCsaI/AAAAAAAAECc/9Wm7NlBe2b8/s400/DSC00628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No your eyes are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;deceiving&lt;/span&gt; you these are Japanese school children. I heard from our Japanese guide that they climbed up to the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station. Remember that one, 8,858 feet approx a two hour hike for an adult. It was after the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station that things started to get hairy. Yet still the hike from the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station was no piece of cake. The little hiking boots were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; as were the matching hats that said Buddy across the front!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMVL-AHk3I/AAAAAAAAEB0/u7-GcFKaCD4/s1600-h/DSC00631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360151276867261298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMVL-AHk3I/AAAAAAAAEB0/u7-GcFKaCD4/s400/DSC00631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I made it!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were back at the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station around 3:15pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a popular Japanese saying, "Only a fool would never climb Fuji and only a fool would climb her twice". I am currently in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;non fool&lt;/span&gt; category! Once at the top I would have told you I would do it again IF I was guaranteed sunshine. Now a day later, I will tell you if I had the opportunity to do it again I would! E&lt;strong&gt;specially&lt;/strong&gt; with my husband who would have loved to be with me! It was glorious, horrific, challenging, rewarding, cruel, ferociously cold, amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures and my commentary can't even come close to explaining the emotion and the journey that is climbing Fuji-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good news is I am feeling great today. My legs are sore but nothing unusually so. More like from a killer lower body workout. No blisters, scraps or anything of that nature!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next once in a lifetime adventure is with you honey! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have gone skydiving, snorkling at the Great Barrier Reef, Elephant Trekking in the Thai jungle... &lt;strong&gt;What are we doing next?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7386264691886852790?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7386264691886852790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7386264691886852790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7386264691886852790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7386264691886852790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/07/descending-fuji.html' title='Descending Fuji'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SmMYxMyMuSI/AAAAAAAAEDM/o4JeziQEDhQ/s72-c/DSC00590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-1359476495089744933</id><published>2009-07-04T21:33:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:38:31.147+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are wishing you all a wonderful 4th of July! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dylan and I had a great day and want to share it with you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354588284565655826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9RrMwBERI/AAAAAAAAD68/MCqmOt8zIM4/s400/DSC00411.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We started the morning off participating too slowly in the Paul Revere 5k. With my bum knee which was diagnoses as over worked (probably due to Fred Flinstoning it), we had to stay low key no high impact. I am ashamed to say that I did not enjoy the first half of the race. My competitive juices were ruining my mood. All I could think about was who could I possibly pass while speed walking. Right as I came up on the halfway turn around, I was hit hard with a blow to my heart. There running towards me was a boy who could not be any older than 10 years and my mood instantly changed to one of gratitude! The little boy was running full of courage and determination and without any arms. The rest of the race, I greeted everyone with smile and prayed that the Lord continue to give that boy courage, steadfastness and determination as he faces life.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9RruS3PoI/AAAAAAAAD7E/t0Ik8s7_PHM/s1600-h/DSC00414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354588293570182786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9RruS3PoI/AAAAAAAAD7E/t0Ik8s7_PHM/s400/DSC00414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the race, we cleaned up and headed to the beach! Not your typical trip to the beach. We walk for 30-40minutes, take a train as you see above for 10-15minutes and then walk another 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354588300237985634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9RsHIl12I/AAAAAAAAD7M/8iLHumlNp1Q/s400/DSC00415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Loving the sun, sand and waves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354584919529405938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9OnVA2vfI/AAAAAAAAD6U/-7kJ0wv-l4g/s400/DSC00428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354584925981394034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9OntDIRHI/AAAAAAAAD6c/S3OQu80JjTo/s400/DSC00437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I had to take pictures of the Zushi Beach Lifeguards. Check out the hats!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354584927945692434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9On0XdFRI/AAAAAAAAD6k/Ndxpezt_YV0/s400/DSC00449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home Dylan went down for a nap &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before we continued to celebrate America's Independence Day.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9OoSkLsFI/AAAAAAAAD60/ToxnSRUiaAc/s1600-h/DSC00455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354584936052142162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9OoSkLsFI/AAAAAAAAD60/ToxnSRUiaAc/s400/DSC00455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9OoBCKaII/AAAAAAAAD6s/ZypsGkNWw-8/s1600-h/DSC00451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354584931346049154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9OoBCKaII/AAAAAAAAD6s/ZypsGkNWw-8/s400/DSC00451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a not so tasty dinner out at the open base event. An open base event is when the Japanese nationals are allowed on. They joined in our July 4th party - strange but why not share the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354583137419930626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9M_mI2LAI/AAAAAAAAD5s/4XHDr-fC2uQ/s400/DSC00461.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Then Dylan has an absolute blast in one of those moon walk/jumpy things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was his first experience and he was hooked so was mom since the joy on his face was priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354583142010734274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9M_3PYRsI/AAAAAAAAD50/K62xJRL7lE0/s400/DSC00471.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After jumping Dylan and I spent some time listening to a Beatles Tribute Band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had one of those moments: Dylan was standing in front of me enthralled by the music, I was playing with his strawberry blond hair thinking these are the times that make life worth living. The small yet priceless moments! To top it off my boy turned around and kissed my knee!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a blessed mommy that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9NAcXHlPI/AAAAAAAAD58/x9CeUawYJC0/s1600-h/DSC00473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354583151975306482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9NAcXHlPI/AAAAAAAAD58/x9CeUawYJC0/s400/DSC00473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354583156835724722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9NAud7rbI/AAAAAAAAD6E/ZO7EKAOw_eg/s400/DSC00475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least we watched fireworks before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354583169284906834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9NBc2DH1I/AAAAAAAAD6M/4m95SspgRGc/s400/DSC00479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We sure did enjoy our 4th of July hope you do was well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ps. I would love to promise to get caught up on our posts as well as to post more regularly but I won't. I only make promises when I know I can keep them. Considering we are moving back to the states August 8th (wow one month and four days) there is a lot to get done! I will try to post because we had some amazing family time with Rory's parents, my Mom and sister Joanna which I would love to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-1359476495089744933?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/1359476495089744933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=1359476495089744933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1359476495089744933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1359476495089744933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sk9RrMwBERI/AAAAAAAAD68/MCqmOt8zIM4/s72-c/DSC00411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7824377076011067162</id><published>2009-06-12T21:39:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:11:11.723+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima -Miyajima Island (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a wonderful nights rest at the ANA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Crown&lt;/span&gt; Plaza Hiroshima we were off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Miyajima&lt;/span&gt; Island. It is said to be one of Japan's three most scenic spots and I think Rory and I would agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO9Jmc_VI/AAAAAAAAD5g/lpdJvpx-KPA/s1600-h/P3150166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346422520098389330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO9Jmc_VI/AAAAAAAAD5g/lpdJvpx-KPA/s400/P3150166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A picture of a fishing boat with traps in the background. We took a ferry out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miyajima&lt;/span&gt; Island because to the best of my knowledge there are no bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8yXxw3I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/7f2J4AnnrgI/s1600-h/P3150168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346422513862820722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8yXxw3I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/7f2J4AnnrgI/s400/P3150168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The famous floating O-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Torri&lt;/span&gt; (Grand Gate) gate of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Miyajima&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8uRFP5I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/qCc_4zfR2V8/s1600-h/P3150170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346422512760995730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8uRFP5I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/qCc_4zfR2V8/s400/P3150170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doesn't Dylan look thrilled:( I promise we were having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8YhTwAI/AAAAAAAAD5I/C43IwiA_wjo/s1600-h/P3150187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346422506923474946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8YhTwAI/AAAAAAAAD5I/C43IwiA_wjo/s400/P3150187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A side view of the o-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;torii&lt;/span&gt; gate from the island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could pay to take a boat ride out to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;torii&lt;/span&gt; gate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; it is not that exciting people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8NWxvDI/AAAAAAAAD5A/uc7s4PtSVPY/s1600-h/P3150198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346422503926512690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO8NWxvDI/AAAAAAAAD5A/uc7s4PtSVPY/s400/P3150198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346421279076568130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJN06byzEI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/a68HoMN0u4M/s400/P3150200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not only was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;torii&lt;/span&gt; gate floating but so was the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Itsukushima&lt;/span&gt; Shrine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty fascinating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shrine was built in the latter half of the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century and was remodeled in 1168. Wow it really makes you realize how young the United States of America is.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346421283399272066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJN1KiaBoI/AAAAAAAAD4g/-3TXjLJ7IfE/s400/P3150202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346421285976886562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJN1UI9TSI/AAAAAAAAD4o/A5iOJVxQWQw/s400/P3150215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346421291629683154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJN1pMsIdI/AAAAAAAAD4w/WEmkwoXaooE/s400/P3150208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There was a Shinto wedding taking place when we visited. No we are not the crazy tourist taking pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;someone elses&lt;/span&gt; wedding. OK so maybe we are but we weren't the only ones. Almost everyone who was visiting the shrine that day was taking pictures Japanese and tourists a like. In the above picture the woman on the far left is the Bride with the white headdress.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJN1-HTUoI/AAAAAAAAD44/49AORhkIz7g/s1600-h/P3150219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346421297244230274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJN1-HTUoI/AAAAAAAAD44/49AORhkIz7g/s400/P3150219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The wedding party:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see the bride and the groom in the center dressed in traditional garb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of interesting facts - the two fathers had white gloves clenched in their right hands. This is significant though I have no idea why. I saw the photographer arrange the men's hands with the gloves - um makes you wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also heard in my time here that happy occasions are held at the Shinto Shrines for example weddings. Sad events for example funerals are held at Buddhist temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7824377076011067162?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7824377076011067162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7824377076011067162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7824377076011067162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7824377076011067162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiroshima-miyajima-island-1.html' title='Hiroshima -Miyajima Island (1)'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SjJO9Jmc_VI/AAAAAAAAD5g/lpdJvpx-KPA/s72-c/P3150166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5196899103353575889</id><published>2009-05-28T15:11:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:22:16.102+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima - Okonomiyaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Okonomiyaki&lt;/span&gt; has become a  food symbol of Hiroshima. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its origins date back to the 1920s when it was called "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Issen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yoshoku&lt;/span&gt;" literally meaning "one cent western meal". I am not exactly sure why these cabbage pancakes are considered a western meal? I have never had anything like it my life. The current name is derived from the word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;okonomi&lt;/span&gt; meaning "what you like" or "what you want" and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yaki&lt;/span&gt; meaning "grilled" or "cooked".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340754812489764946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sNJbpEFI/AAAAAAAAD3w/N1n3pwIdBVk/s400/P3140144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340754815348552370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sNUFOsrI/AAAAAAAAD34/46HE-wL3Slc/s400/P3140146+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sOFkkdiI/AAAAAAAAD4I/1X9yeGk7RJE/s1600-h/P3140148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340754828633339426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sOFkkdiI/AAAAAAAAD4I/1X9yeGk7RJE/s400/P3140148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sNsikLwI/AAAAAAAAD4A/-Iei7ob1FLM/s1600-h/P3140147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340754821914046210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sNsikLwI/AAAAAAAAD4A/-Iei7ob1FLM/s400/P3140147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I am sure you could tell those were a couple of pictures of the ladies making our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Okonomiyaki&lt;/span&gt;. There is a batter layer spread out on the grill then cabbage, noodles, pork and bean sprouts. Of course you can customize this part but we got the traditional one which I just listed. After all the goodies "the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gu&lt;/span&gt;" are piled on top of the cabbage an egg is cracked over top. Once the dish is ready to go then the a sauce is drizzled over the top. You are expected to eat it all with chopsticks!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340754832906903634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sOVfd4FI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/bZ-Ni8g_DGk/s400/P3140154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No matter how it sounded Hiroshima &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;okonomiyaki&lt;/span&gt; was delicious. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Okonomiyaki&lt;/span&gt; is now made through out Japan but slightly different everywhere. We were told by our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;MWR&lt;/span&gt; guide that Hiroshima's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;okonomiyaki&lt;/span&gt; is very popular. I can understand why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes that is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Gerber toddler&lt;/span&gt; meal beside me because no Dylan didn't eat any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;okonomuyaki&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5196899103353575889?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5196899103353575889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5196899103353575889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5196899103353575889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5196899103353575889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiroshima-okonomiyaki.html' title='Hiroshima - Okonomiyaki'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sh4sNJbpEFI/AAAAAAAAD3w/N1n3pwIdBVk/s72-c/P3140144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7892259752593190658</id><published>2009-05-22T21:11:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:56:25.848+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima and the A-bomb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is a tough post for me! I feel as though I need to accurately explain my feels, thoughts, the truth of history and so much more. I know that I will not be able to do so in this forum but I will do my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also please note that I have withheld information but yet there are still some ghastly details in my writings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After visiting Iwakuni, we drove on into the heart of Hiroshima and the Hiroshima Peace Park. Our first stop was the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621881042184706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYUMmlqgI/AAAAAAAAD3I/2kDSkGO1QPU/s400/P3140088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When we arrived at the museum we were told there was only about an hour and a half (if I remember correctly) before closing. As we entered many emotions enveloped me before I even read a single word. Walking into the main exhibition hall, I was surrounded by Japanese people, as is the case everywhere here in Japan. Yet instantly, I began to wonder if they were looking at me differently. Did they see me as ‘the evil’ that destroyed their city? Pushing the feelings to the side the best I could I continued into the room. I love history and I was here to learn besides the simplified childish thought of you started it came to mind. With so many people packed into the museum, not unlike the rest of Japan, it was hard to read the different exhibits. I was shocked and pleasantly surprise to read that Japan admitted they had engaged in erroneous diplomatic actions. No kidding don’t bomb a neutral country and wake the sleeping tiger!!&lt;br /&gt;The destruction was horrific as you see in the picture above after the bomb was dropped there effectively was no Hiroshima. Walking through this first section I felt as though I had to make an effort to keep my jaw from falling on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;We all have an idea in our heads how destructive an Atomic bomb is but until you experience the reconstructions, diagrams and real photographs/video you will never grasp the destructive power. “ At the instant of detonation, the temperature at the center exceeded a million degrees Celsius (180032 degrees Fahrenheit) generating an enormous fireball. Within 1 second of detonation it had extended to its maximum diameter of 280meters (918.635 feet). Temperatures on the surface reached 5000 degrees Celsius (9032 degrees Fahrenheit)”&lt;br /&gt;“At the moment of the explosion, an extremely high pressure of several hundred thousand atmospheres was created. The surrounding air was thrust violently outwards and produced an intensely strong blast. The blast pressure 500 meter (1640.419 feet) from the hypocenter was 19 tons per square meter”&lt;br /&gt;The images of the before and after of Hiroshima didn’t seem real! Why Hiroshima? It was the political and economic heart of the Chugoku Region and was a vital military base. Hiroshima was one of the last major cities left untouched by bombing. Here is an interesting fact that few people teach – Kyoto the historical capital of Japan, a city of 1600 temples and 300-400 shrines was purposely preserved by us. Our leaders made the conscience decision not to bomb the city so that Japan could preserve their heritage. Why isn’t that in the textbooks????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibits were about to change from being “impersonal” to extremely personal. In a display case before we reached the next section of the museum was a wristwatch. The watch was stopped at 8:15am which was the time the world’s first atomic bombing took place. The man said that he had been about to catch a butterfly….&lt;br /&gt;When we rounded the corner, I was greeted by horrific wax figures of a-bomb victims and instantly my hand flew to my throat as tears came to my eyes. Through out the next exhibition hall the sick feeling in my stomach grew as I read about the victims of the bombing. Holding most of my tears in my sheer will my hand stayed on my throat as though I was keeping my heart to beat regularly and forcing my stomach to stay in place. Once again I felt as though every eye in the area was on me. I know for a fact that many people were looking at the Americans on my tour to gauge our reactions. Eventually I could take no more and told Rory I needed to leave – it was all too much. Not only were there the graphic wax figures and photos of real victims but also the victim’s personal items were in display cases including some people’s skin and hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Once outside Rory and I regrouped and began to walk through the Peace Park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621890095969858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYUuVLdkI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/JfTrFNUw9CI/s400/P3140095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here we have a shot of the Cenotaph for the A-bomb Victims lined up with the Flame of Peace and A-bomb dome.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621893040867826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYU5TTCfI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/ixyHd_9_qL4/s400/P3140100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A shot looking back at the flame of peace with the museum behind it. The flame has burned continuously since it was lit on August 1, 1964.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYVSvH6-I/AAAAAAAAD3o/ww-UzxGCrII/s1600-h/P3140103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621899868466146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYVSvH6-I/AAAAAAAAD3o/ww-UzxGCrII/s400/P3140103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children's Peace Memorial. Including paper cranes in memory of Sadako Sasaki, a young girl who tried to make 1,000 origami cranes so that she would be granted her wish. The story is that she was unable to finish the cranes before she died of Leukemia. Therefore her friends finished folding the cranes and buried them with her. Ever since children have brought origami cranes to the children's memorial here in the peace park. Inside all of the booth above are the origami cranes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYVLrAaMI/AAAAAAAAD3g/riUn16sdjY0/s1600-h/P3140102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621897972148418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYVLrAaMI/AAAAAAAAD3g/riUn16sdjY0/s400/P3140102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is an up close picture of the origami cranes hanging and used to create words and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXnyCw1mI/AAAAAAAAD3A/TVvb_-KelMA/s1600-h/P3140138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621117998356066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXnyCw1mI/AAAAAAAAD3A/TVvb_-KelMA/s400/P3140138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The plaque in front of the trees states "This tree was exposed to the radiation of the atomic bomb at a distance of 1,300 meter (4265.091 feet) away from the hypocenter. Half of the trunk on the hypocenter side was burnt to a hollow by heat rays and blast from the explosion. The tree is still growing today as if it were protecting the burns on the trunk. It was transplanted here in May of 1973"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXnWXhKAI/AAAAAAAAD2w/P2hm0iSx_ok/s1600-h/P3140116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621110569216002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXnWXhKAI/AAAAAAAAD2w/P2hm0iSx_ok/s400/P3140116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A-Bomb Dome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXnFlQtpI/AAAAAAAAD2o/ToyoL57lJR4/s1600-h/P3140112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621106063455890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXnFlQtpI/AAAAAAAAD2o/ToyoL57lJR4/s400/P3140112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"When the atomic bomb exploded, it ravaged the building instantly. Heat blazing from above consumed the entire building, killing everyone in it. Because the blast attacked the building from virtually straight overhead, some walls escaped total collapse. Along with the wire framework of the dome, these form the shape that has become a symbol. At some point it became known as the "A-bomb Dome.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXm0D1coI/AAAAAAAAD2g/ADv0-Ne7RG0/s1600-h/P3140111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338621101359854210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaXm0D1coI/AAAAAAAAD2g/ADv0-Ne7RG0/s400/P3140111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though I am deeply sorrowful for the tragic ghastly deaths of so many I agree with our actions on August 6, 1945. Before you make your decision on whether it was right to use an atomic bomb I ask you to please research the atrocities that took place on Iwo Jima. Do you really think America should have sent her sons into mainland Japan?&lt;br /&gt;I pray that there never comes a day where another nuclear weapon is used. Unfortunately, I do not have the hope that will be the case there are too many selfish God rejecting humans on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7892259752593190658?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7892259752593190658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7892259752593190658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7892259752593190658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7892259752593190658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiroshima-and-a-bomb.html' title='Hiroshima and the A-bomb'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ShaYUMmlqgI/AAAAAAAAD3I/2kDSkGO1QPU/s72-c/P3140088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-193456086128496982</id><published>2009-05-14T15:57:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:36:01.691+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima - Iwakuni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Prior to all of our April/May visitors Rory, Dylan and I went on yet another Japanese adventure. Yes we are very good at packing them in since we had only arrived back from Thailand 7 days earlier:) We went on a 3 day and 3 night sight seeing trip around Hiroshima. If you were paying attention you just wondered how in the world we did that 3 days/3 night. Ah that is the fun - we left base on a tour bus at 10pm and drove through the night to Iwakuni arriving around 9:30am. The miserable part of that overnight bus trip (aside from the seats) was we stopped every two hours and the lights popped on inside! Aarghh. Hey if rotating the bus drivers was going to get us there alive so be it:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iwakuni is known for its unique bridge and castle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy the pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335572430130829282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC2ytQ1-I/AAAAAAAAD14/Uj8y9iP9P3s/s400/P3140004+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;A view from the bus parking  (the river rock) of Iwakuni Kintai Bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Many bridges have been constructed over the Nishiki Rover which flows through the castle town. However, thanks to the fast-moving current during rainstorms, the bridges were often swept away. "I want to build a bridge that will never be washed away" was the ardent wish of the third feudal lord, Hiroyoshi Kikkawa. The only way to realize his dream was to build a bridge without piers or to devise much stronger piers than those on previous bridges. Hiroyoshi who was interested in the culture of the Chinese Ming dynasty happened to see a picture of the stone bridges in a sightseeing book of the West Lake... He came upon the idea of building bridge piers like islets in the Nishiki River and constructing strong arches between them. In 1673, after repeated trial constructions and failures the unique bridge in which castle construction technology effectively incorporating wooden framework techniques was completed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335572434060665762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC3BWNY6I/AAAAAAAAD2A/yz1kBU6_T4g/s400/P3140010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The family heading over the bridge. If you look really closely you can see the castle on top of the hill right over Rory's shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC3rDpcVI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/2dRWtvImmug/s1600-h/P3140016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335572445257101650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC3rDpcVI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/2dRWtvImmug/s400/P3140016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Looking back on the bridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If measured in a straight line the bridge is over 193.3 meters (634.18 feet) in length and is 5 meters (16.4 feet) wide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The feudal lords wish of making a bridge that would never bewashed away was lost in a violent typhoon on September 14, 1950 when the bridge was destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;One week later, the city council proposed that the bridge be rebuilt and the project was started. "The design of the original bridge was so good that the engineers in charge of research remarked, 'The techniques used were in perfect accordance with modern dynamical principles. Modern engineering cannot improve it". After two year the Kinatai Bridge reopened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335572446721197362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC3wgtxTI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/ZohkO6c4hBk/s400/P3140085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;View from under the bridge. Amazingly it looked a lot like Lincoln Logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335572440411547458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC3ZAYJ0I/AAAAAAAAD2I/qkrQO1C7eNg/s400/P3140015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Iwakuni Castle as we were heading up the cable way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335571330175670098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvB2xDhF1I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/pX2YQY4tPz4/s400/P3140054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The castle was built in 1608 by Hiroie Kikkawa the first Lord of Iwakuni Domain. The four story white donjon was built in the architectural style of the Momoyama era, reflecting European influences. In 1615, the "Law of One Castle per Province" was passed and strictly enforced therefore Iwakuni Castle was destroyed. In 1957 a group organized the Association of Reconstruction of the Iwakuni Castle and in 1962 the reconstruction was complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvB3ARMSKI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/wbeplum6Los/s1600-h/P3140040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335571334259558562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvB3ARMSKI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/wbeplum6Los/s400/P3140040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; This picture gives you a better idea of the castle's height. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There Rory and Dylan are at the base of the structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335571340942919026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvB3ZKoRXI/AAAAAAAAD1g/pm047q2FOxI/s400/P3140047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Looking out from the castle to the Nishiki River.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335571345104511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvB3oq1IKI/AAAAAAAAD1o/TuYYGrcoD2g/s400/P3140045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rory and Dylan, who doesn't know what to think, posing with a samurai suit of armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335571345090352674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvB3ondFiI/AAAAAAAAD1w/rjXBMmS2Feo/s400/P3140063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OK I realize that I am by no means a cat person. I am allergic to them and prefer dogs therefore I may not be the best judge but oh my goodness. We saw this man doing the typical Asian Squat while on his cell phone. That is nothing unusual until you see the two cats hanging out on his shoulders - very strange and to me unpleasant. He is obviously a cat person though! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just had to add this picture it was taken in Iwakuni after we came down from the castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-193456086128496982?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/193456086128496982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=193456086128496982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/193456086128496982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/193456086128496982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiroshima-iwakuni.html' title='Hiroshima - Iwakuni'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgvC2ytQ1-I/AAAAAAAAD14/Uj8y9iP9P3s/s72-c/P3140004+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5837505907808703784</id><published>2009-05-10T17:02:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:43:42.980+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Combi Mini Modeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; As you all know from a previous blog Dylan had the opportunity to model here in Japan. Many of you asked for pictures but until now I was unable to post any. We were under contract not to show pictures nor talk about the clothes and venue until the catalog came out. The catalog is out:) The website is at the bottom of the post if you care to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both days of shooting were held in Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334105350237777970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMjgNu8DI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/dYbKEH8Jeo0/s400/P1180019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a small view of the building used for the first day of shooting. The picture was taken off the balcony when we were not sure if we were allowed to take pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMjELFuOI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/dzS_fEIP_5Y/s1600-h/P1180012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334105342710495458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMjELFuOI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/dzS_fEIP_5Y/s400/P1180012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy with the model in the pjs from the catalog&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334106486303519538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaNloY6czI/AAAAAAAAD04/taPlU_d7fkc/s400/P1180024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A family picture outside of the first venue.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334105366397310498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMkcad1iI/AAAAAAAAD0w/vvvhZuL6u1Y/s400/P1190120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daddy and Dylan leaving Sweet Basil Studio after the second day of shooting.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334104582441817922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaL2z86V0I/AAAAAAAAD0I/0IhKQGPNsUo/s400/P1190080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The dressing room at Sweet Basil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334104582926065858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaL21wXYMI/AAAAAAAAD0A/UveML6hHuHU/s400/P1190104.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our star getting ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334105361239276066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMkJMseiI/AAAAAAAAD0o/9CGeTvLRgeI/s400/P1190103.jpg" border="0" /&gt; There were plenty of assistants around working on getting the children to pay attention and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334105355205029426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMjyuBLjI/AAAAAAAAD0g/yZrELZ9CV0c/s400/P1190096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Whoa Buddy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaL2p7FtaI/AAAAAAAADz4/4C1U_PU8mrE/s1600-h/P1190084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334104579749819810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaL2p7FtaI/AAAAAAAADz4/4C1U_PU8mrE/s400/P1190084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not sure what to think about the shirt bib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334169367091354258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgbGxxlAGpI/AAAAAAAAD1A/Y5d2iQ2tCm4/s400/P1190112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Melting his Mommy's heart with that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334169374870732786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgbGyOjv__I/AAAAAAAAD1I/UfFXesUxQpI/s400/P1190118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks a little mischievous in this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you would like please check Dylan out in Combi Mini's Babywear 2009 catalog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://combimini.jp/"&gt;http://CombiMini.jp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Midway down the page you will see four circles with the words new. These are the new catalogs. The second circle in from the left should have a picture of a baby sitting on the front of the catalog. Please click on this catalog. Once the catalog comes up look up at the top right. You will see a box/109p then the word go in a circle. To go directly to the pages where you can spot Dylan enter the page number in the box and hit go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dylan is on the following pages of the catalog 65, 70, 71 and 80&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5837505907808703784?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5837505907808703784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5837505907808703784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5837505907808703784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5837505907808703784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/05/combi-mini-modeling.html' title='Combi Mini Modeling'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SgaMjgNu8DI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/dYbKEH8Jeo0/s72-c/P1180019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7566478359874648623</id><published>2009-04-20T17:55:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:14:37.180+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day in Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the tour through southern Thailand, we stayed one final night in Phuket at the Deevana Patong Resort and Spa. It was a beautiful resort with nice gardens and three different pools. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LhvnVEI/AAAAAAAADzg/c4rmr-yrFDk/s1600-h/P3060912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326696428983505986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LhvnVEI/AAAAAAAADzg/c4rmr-yrFDk/s400/P3060912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LiCqKcI/AAAAAAAADzY/GnviY2eGGL8/s1600-h/P3050884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326696429063383490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LiCqKcI/AAAAAAAADzY/GnviY2eGGL8/s400/P3050884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Upon entering our room, we found these swans awaiting us on the bed. A very nice touch! As you can see below, Dylan thought it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LeMXSgI/AAAAAAAADzQ/UlftLWL2R5Y/s1600-h/P3050898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326696428030347778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LeMXSgI/AAAAAAAADzQ/UlftLWL2R5Y/s400/P3050898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kzjEvCI/AAAAAAAADzA/NuJvFzgR-vg/s1600-h/P3050886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326695763747847202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kzjEvCI/AAAAAAAADzA/NuJvFzgR-vg/s400/P3050886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from our balcony showing our private jacuzzi. A little secret though... when tourist season is not at its peak and tourism is down in Thailand anyway, many hotels like to cut corners to save some money. One of those happened to be our jacuzzi was not heated haha! Oh well, what can you do?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326696420443544386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LB7h20I/AAAAAAAADzI/BsshZzp6gwM/s400/P3050907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They surely wanted to make sure our stay was fantastic and it really was. The food at the hotel itself was wonderful and the staff was very pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kpDRn3I/AAAAAAAADy4/zRxP7bAag0I/s1600-h/P3050895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326695760930119538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kpDRn3I/AAAAAAAADy4/zRxP7bAag0I/s400/P3050895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the entrance to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kdEPvMI/AAAAAAAADyw/xmFquP52FVM/s1600-h/P3060919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326695757712964802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kdEPvMI/AAAAAAAADyw/xmFquP52FVM/s400/P3060919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One pool had these elephants which Dylan thought were pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kKquTwI/AAAAAAAADyo/qhlVjujfmfk/s1600-h/P3060926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326695752774078210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5kKquTwI/AAAAAAAADyo/qhlVjujfmfk/s400/P3060926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This pool was more Dylan's speed though as you can see he made yet another girlfriend. This one was German. (And yes, her dad is wearing a speedo, yuck.) They pushed the ball back and forth with each other for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5j_xctMI/AAAAAAAADyg/dfNBP_BhP_o/s1600-h/P3050896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326695749849494722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew5j_xctMI/AAAAAAAADyg/dfNBP_BhP_o/s400/P3050896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking in town we spotted this woman with the pole and baskets on either end. We saw this all over Thailand and finally got the photo of it. This is how many of the local workers carry around their goods. Pretty interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I hope you have enjoyed the Thailand blogs. Soon to come will be more adventures from Japan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7566478359874648623?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7566478359874648623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7566478359874648623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7566478359874648623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7566478359874648623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day-in-thailand.html' title='Last day in Thailand'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sew6LhvnVEI/AAAAAAAADzg/c4rmr-yrFDk/s72-c/P3060912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-168737266539346851</id><published>2009-04-19T21:05:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:32:56.378+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Thai Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well you know, when Kim and Dylan are gone I guess I am just extremely bored and out of things to do. Just so all the ladies know, I have laundry going and the kitchen is already clean. So here is another post to help Kim out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We started the the day out with breakfast and a gorgeous view over the resort compound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesU2NxXxwI/AAAAAAAADyY/w0j5abqfWM4/s1600-h/P3050811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373905937975042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesU2NxXxwI/AAAAAAAADyY/w0j5abqfWM4/s400/P3050811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After breakfast, we headed back towards Phuket and stopped at one of Thailand's first China Towns. Forgive me for not remembering the name of the town. I know Kim has it somewhere but I could not find her notes. Anyway, it seems like this family cannot get away from Chinatown. Every country we have been to we end up in one. This one was very cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUsZVmS9I/AAAAAAAADyQ/fUBc7vr5998/s1600-h/P3050818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373737244019666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUsZVmS9I/AAAAAAAADyQ/fUBc7vr5998/s400/P3050818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can surely buy whatever meat you want here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUsJBhxMI/AAAAAAAADyI/xao1A8r9_sY/s1600-h/P3050820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373732864869570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUsJBhxMI/AAAAAAAADyI/xao1A8r9_sY/s400/P3050820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the states, Kim fell in love with Thai food and soon introduced me to it. One of her favorites is Thai Tea. Even though we were in a Chinatown, they still had the Thai Tea. And this was the real deal! Above is the lady making it for us. Below we are each holding our plastic bag full of Thai Tea. Yes, a plastic bag with a straw. Very interesting. That is the way the Thai people enjoy their tea and it was the best I have ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUr-VAfNI/AAAAAAAADyA/hgSiNMiaGPY/s1600-h/P3050822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373729993784530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUr-VAfNI/AAAAAAAADyA/hgSiNMiaGPY/s400/P3050822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUruStWcI/AAAAAAAADx4/7nlgDbU7dU0/s1600-h/P3050823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373725689174466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUruStWcI/AAAAAAAADx4/7nlgDbU7dU0/s400/P3050823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were fresh veggies as far as the eyes could see. Our guide told us there are many things they have in Thailand that there is no name for in English. Kim and I soon realized we would never be able to cook some of the dishes we had in Thailand because we will never be able to get the ingredients. That is heart breaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUrbsrTOI/AAAAAAAADxw/SluRQSHmTa0/s1600-h/P3050829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373720697818338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUrbsrTOI/AAAAAAAADxw/SluRQSHmTa0/s400/P3050829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the street just before leaving China Town with our goodies. Our guide Suphot was so generous and bought us many of the local treats to taste them. We were stuffed but how can you turn down all the delicious food?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUK4W5RGI/AAAAAAAADxo/_lGcxAf3D6I/s1600-h/P3050844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373161455404130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUK4W5RGI/AAAAAAAADxo/_lGcxAf3D6I/s400/P3050844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the drive back, we stopped to look at this police boat. This was actually made for the Prince of Thailand and used for his entourage. When the tsunami hit, it was thrown several hundred meters inland and ended up in this resting spot. Now it has been made in to a memorial. Very sad to still see lots of the devastation and memorials that are all over coastline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUKpxEqEI/AAAAAAAADxg/Sa1SAjiy_Pw/s1600-h/P3050848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373157538670658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUKpxEqEI/AAAAAAAADxg/Sa1SAjiy_Pw/s400/P3050848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the states you get to see cows or pigs in trucks on the highway, but how often do you get to see an elephant being moved around in a truck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUKSTriYI/AAAAAAAADxY/8p9nJnFzZJA/s1600-h/P3050855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373151241374082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUKSTriYI/AAAAAAAADxY/8p9nJnFzZJA/s400/P3050855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last attraction we went to on the tour was Lampi Waterfall. It was a pretty waterfall but not much water at this time of the year. We climbed up a little higher and I gave Kim the scare of her life. I slipped on a wet rock while holding Dylan and went down hard. No worries, I twisted and saved Dylan from harm and only had a knot and scrape on my back for the next two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUKL10JjI/AAAAAAAADxQ/dSO1z_FO8w8/s1600-h/P3050859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373149505496626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUKL10JjI/AAAAAAAADxQ/dSO1z_FO8w8/s400/P3050859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our last lunch on the tour was at a wonderful garden restaurant with more yummy Thai food. As you can see below, Dylan was quite happy. He actually ate a Thai dish for lunch with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUJ-QEXGI/AAAAAAAADxI/kL0jfqvoQb0/s1600-h/P3050876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326373145857514594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesUJ-QEXGI/AAAAAAAADxI/kL0jfqvoQb0/s400/P3050876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I still have another 48 hours before my lovely family gets back home, stay tuned for more blogs! However, the bed is calling now since work will be coming shortly in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-168737266539346851?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/168737266539346851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=168737266539346851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/168737266539346851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/168737266539346851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day-of-thai-tour.html' title='Last Day of Thai Tour'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SesU2NxXxwI/AAAAAAAADyY/w0j5abqfWM4/s72-c/P3050811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5178662703762101681</id><published>2009-04-19T18:44:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:20:04.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand again... finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kim and Dylan are off touring Japan with Mom Pappas and I am at home lonely so I figured I would try to get us caught up a bit on our blogs. So here is another Thailand blog finally. Sorry if my writing is not as great as Kim's, but hey, the pictures are the most important anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So our next adventure took us to Tarnboke Koranee National Park. There we went on another long-tail boat ride out to go through and explore the inside of some caves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1JPp0FWI/AAAAAAAADxA/bjRJpAs8W_o/s1600-h/P3040608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326339048488572258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1JPp0FWI/AAAAAAAADxA/bjRJpAs8W_o/s400/P3040608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are cruising the river. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1I-Ff0qI/AAAAAAAADw4/iJh4JuQSk_0/s1600-h/P3040624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326339043772846754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1I-Ff0qI/AAAAAAAADw4/iJh4JuQSk_0/s400/P3040624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Navigating through the first cave. It was quite dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1ImdpguI/AAAAAAAADww/MfLezLXc_O4/s1600-h/P3040630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326339037431694050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1ImdpguI/AAAAAAAADww/MfLezLXc_O4/s400/P3040630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is known as Skull Cave, which we actually walked through. It is known as Skull Cave because there were skulls in it once it was rediscovered many years back. There are several paintings in the caves with one being quite famous. It can be seen below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1IeSOANI/AAAAAAAADwo/iIEzdZSEru0/s1600-h/P3040633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326339035236270290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1IeSOANI/AAAAAAAADwo/iIEzdZSEru0/s400/P3040633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the little red animal looking thing. That was way up in the overhead of the cave. We aren't sure what it is but they think it is quite special. The other paintings aren't quite blog worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0CAcq3XI/AAAAAAAADwg/fTIakIbbIwQ/s1600-h/P3040652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337824636198258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0CAcq3XI/AAAAAAAADwg/fTIakIbbIwQ/s400/P3040652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family once we had climbed up out of the cave to an outlook point. What an awesome view once we got up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the boat ride, we started making our way to the next destination, Kuraburi. However, we had the chance to take quite the adventure along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0CKGnXsI/AAAAAAAADwY/eu0H8S6QPsk/s1600-h/P3040683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337827228049090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0CKGnXsI/AAAAAAAADwY/eu0H8S6QPsk/s400/P3040683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our pimped out ride for the jungle trek. He is also known as Numcho and was quite the nice elephant. We trekked through the jungle for just under two hours on Numcho and Dylan loved it at first. Then the bumpy ride put him right to sleep in Daddy's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0BwLHowI/AAAAAAAADwQ/90dHwmwi5wc/s1600-h/P3040691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337820267619074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0BwLHowI/AAAAAAAADwQ/90dHwmwi5wc/s400/P3040691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan wasn't quite sure what to think after he petted him before getting on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0BgD62QI/AAAAAAAADwI/9K97K9IHXJk/s1600-h/P3040700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337815942453506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0BgD62QI/AAAAAAAADwI/9K97K9IHXJk/s400/P3040700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Numcho was nice enough to let us rest our feet for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0Bc5jPvI/AAAAAAAADwA/KFVI8rVhmvE/s1600-h/P3040730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337815093657330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser0Bc5jPvI/AAAAAAAADwA/KFVI8rVhmvE/s400/P3040730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the terrain we navigated. We went right through the water and up several small waterfalls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337088699701794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SerzXK3vGiI/AAAAAAAADvY/AQKzkxgUxko/s400/P3040765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This shot was taken while we were being rained on. We got the whole experience in the jungle! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337095745476402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SerzXlHlFzI/AAAAAAAADvg/ZOrS0jqRGuI/s400/P3040768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Numcho's handler had to pamper him after the ride. He was worn out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the ride, we drove a little further to the Kuraburi Greenview Resort. We were supposed to get a bungalow to ourselves, but when they saw Dylan, they were worried about him sleeping up on the loft with us. You actually had to use a ladder to get up to the loft. So we were moved to a regular room which was still quite nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337097583257714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SerzXr9vaHI/AAAAAAAADvo/aGBN2v3-WQc/s400/P3040781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337099803235970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SerzX0PBloI/AAAAAAAADvw/FjYc1haaITk/s400/P3040785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The nice view from the balcony. See the bungalows across the water. That would have been cool! The best part of our room is below. The shower was all rock and it was actually like a waterfall for the water. Needless to say, Dylan loved getting his shower that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SerzYHsNpuI/AAAAAAAADv4/ZZe2dCuuzmo/s1600-h/P3040798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326337105025935074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SerzYHsNpuI/AAAAAAAADv4/ZZe2dCuuzmo/s400/P3040798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you enjoyed these pictures. I will try to post another one before Kim is back to help her in her ever increasing list of things to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5178662703762101681?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5178662703762101681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5178662703762101681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5178662703762101681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5178662703762101681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/04/thailand-again-finally.html' title='Thailand again... finally!'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Ser1JPp0FWI/AAAAAAAADxA/bjRJpAs8W_o/s72-c/P3040608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-6382429795472236624</id><published>2009-04-13T15:05:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:18:42.536+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Easter everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh what a blessed day to celebrate the fact that Jesus conquered death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Matthew 28:6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"He is not here, for He has risen, just as He said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Come, see the place where He was lying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The following are a couple pictures what we took after church on our walk home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXSZ0eU9I/AAAAAAAADvQ/UTFtZYTNxC0/s1600-h/P4120363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054420673942482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXSZ0eU9I/AAAAAAAADvQ/UTFtZYTNxC0/s400/P4120363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXSK2sv_I/AAAAAAAADvI/kT1A3vF8ND8/s1600-h/P4120368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054416656744434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXSK2sv_I/AAAAAAAADvI/kT1A3vF8ND8/s400/P4120368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXR15_9JI/AAAAAAAADvA/8v0XuTxeCYo/s1600-h/P4120367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054411033441426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXR15_9JI/AAAAAAAADvA/8v0XuTxeCYo/s400/P4120367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXRoOkbqI/AAAAAAAADu4/4RIf4sNBAoI/s1600-h/P4120354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054407361621666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXRoOkbqI/AAAAAAAADu4/4RIf4sNBAoI/s400/P4120354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXRZC3sJI/AAAAAAAADuw/FsBfeG-4p2M/s1600-h/P4120351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324054403286020242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXRZC3sJI/AAAAAAAADuw/FsBfeG-4p2M/s400/P4120351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have many more Thailand pictures to share with you all, but we have been very busy. As you know this means we have even more pictures to share with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rory's parents came to visit April 1 and left today (April 13). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom will be arriving on the 17th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needless to say blogging has not been a top priority, but eventually you will get to see more pictures from our adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-6382429795472236624?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/6382429795472236624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=6382429795472236624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6382429795472236624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/6382429795472236624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SeLXSZ0eU9I/AAAAAAAADvQ/UTFtZYTNxC0/s72-c/P4120363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-1727298261914936946</id><published>2009-03-28T15:14:00.008+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T16:37:36.206+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Krabi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting the day off at Maritime Park and Spa Resort&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318124407599406258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3F-NpMHLI/AAAAAAAADuY/h1w6gD2sEDk/s400/P3030363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318124389255154322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3F9JTlCpI/AAAAAAAADuQ/PvOkdTNUYyk/s400/P3030362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Dylan with his plastic Mickey waiting for breakfast&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318124414708090210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3F-oICBWI/AAAAAAAADug/lxxvWmg_B_A/s400/P3030587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A view of the pool from the evening before.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3F-_Jl56I/AAAAAAAADuo/InuwuHnHRDk/s1600-h/P3030369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318124420888651682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3F-_Jl56I/AAAAAAAADuo/InuwuHnHRDk/s400/P3030369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The morning of day two we headed out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Koh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Poda&lt;/span&gt; island and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pranang&lt;/span&gt; Cave Beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above you see our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;longtail&lt;/span&gt; boat captain leading the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318123342828540866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3FAPECE8I/AAAAAAAADtw/uL2phRxwnWw/s400/P3030387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;On the choppy ride out to the island Dylan decided he wasn't a big fan of all the waves soaking him. Rory and I on the other hand were laughing as we enjoyed the sun, wind and salt water. Sweet relief from cold Japan that we had left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318123336372947682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3E_3A5iuI/AAAAAAAADto/YFj145ECAZY/s400/P3030381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Once again we loved the beautiful scenery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3FA3MkbHI/AAAAAAAADuA/CLz46EG0HPo/s1600-h/P3030410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318123353601764466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3FA3MkbHI/AAAAAAAADuA/CLz46EG0HPo/s400/P3030410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first stop was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Waek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During low tide three islands are attached by beaches. The clear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt; water, warm sun and white sand made this a little piece of paradise only accessible by boat.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3FAk7EaxI/AAAAAAAADt4/BFRGdmJP0fA/s1600-h/P3030405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318123348696525586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3FAk7EaxI/AAAAAAAADt4/BFRGdmJP0fA/s400/P3030405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we arrived it would have been possible to walk between the islands but not on dry beach as you can tell. Rory with our sleeping boy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;on the&lt;/span&gt; watery path between two of the three islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318123351708397410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3FAwJJ72I/AAAAAAAADuI/pKm5kxV3znA/s400/P3030411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318122239313952066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3EAAJpvUI/AAAAAAAADtA/HjrJLX5QqCI/s400/P3030422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3EAQcwJUI/AAAAAAAADtI/FWvalKu_GBE/s1600-h/P3030428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318122243689030978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3EAQcwJUI/AAAAAAAADtI/FWvalKu_GBE/s400/P3030428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the turtle? We were also taken to see the chicken rock as well&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318122248624280466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3EAi1aE5I/AAAAAAAADtQ/y6WWeFFoFnA/s400/P3030440.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Arriving at the idyllic island of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Koh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Poda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pranang&lt;/span&gt; Cave Beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318122257999956546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3EBFwvikI/AAAAAAAADtY/5yT-9ClUWK0/s400/P3030462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dylan and I before our swim at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pranang&lt;/span&gt; Cave Beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see the dark area to the left of Dylan and I? The three of us went in through that opening to find a fascinating water cave area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind went off into the golden age of pirates:) It seemed to be a wonderful area to climb farther back and bury my treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318122256737863490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3EBBD1h0I/AAAAAAAADtg/QgKyBXkFLEA/s400/P3030466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dylan enjoyed swimming around in the warm tropical water around the island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to &lt;strong&gt;Wat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Suea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a cliff monastery in a jungle valley surrounded by limestone rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120615943733234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3ChgoB__I/AAAAAAAADsY/y_CwwxwyP6w/s400/P3030500.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120623978725554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3Ch-juQLI/AAAAAAAADsg/BVGooFmelIQ/s400/P3030509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318119167169651890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3BNLhX5LI/AAAAAAAADrw/GSPNvSjJ84g/s400/P3030503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a statue of an entertaining monk. Can't you see him dancing a jig with feathers?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318119169890800098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3BNVqJUeI/AAAAAAAADr4/hWgiegty_ok/s400/P3030499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Two (non-entertaining) monks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3Ciafkh3I/AAAAAAAADs4/nvExH_-LOB0/s1600-h/P3030510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120631477503858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3Ciafkh3I/AAAAAAAADs4/nvExH_-LOB0/s400/P3030510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Suphot&lt;/span&gt;, our guide, Rory and Dylan before we headed up and over into the jungle. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120626953336818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3CiJo7N_I/AAAAAAAADso/McjXPOO42AY/s400/P3030531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;check out the massive tree trunk!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318119170885819570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3BNZXYHLI/AAAAAAAADsA/WmDzvVZh3_g/s400/P3030517.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A monks cliff home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3CiJlQ82I/AAAAAAAADsw/o1TVhTxIYAc/s1600-h/P3030520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318120626937983842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3CiJlQ82I/AAAAAAAADsw/o1TVhTxIYAc/s400/P3030520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More monk living quarters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this area you could hear chants being continuously repeated over a speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3BNmRvkbI/AAAAAAAADsI/qGsAzRCwBmU/s1600-h/P3030539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318119174351851954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3BNmRvkbI/AAAAAAAADsI/qGsAzRCwBmU/s400/P3030539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a monk waiting for the monk only bathrooms. The two doors on the right say for monks and the two on the left say for people - Interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318119178565826706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3BN1-buJI/AAAAAAAADsQ/o7WbPF-SH7U/s400/P3030559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can buy a care package for a monk. If you look closely you can see lays &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;version&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pringles&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;coffeemate&lt;/span&gt; creamer, ivory dish soap and other items we see at the grocery store in America.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-1727298261914936946?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/1727298261914936946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=1727298261914936946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1727298261914936946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/1727298261914936946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/03/krabi.html' title='Krabi'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sc3F-NpMHLI/AAAAAAAADuY/h1w6gD2sEDk/s72-c/P3030363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4554823611418245200</id><published>2009-03-26T22:00:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:35:53.389+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One of our Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Southern Highlights Tour begins:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pleasant surprise awaited us when we were picked up by Asian Trails for the 4 day 3 night tour we had booked. When we scheduled our trip we had to decide between paying for a private tour or join in. Obviously it was less expensive to join in with a group so that was our choice. I guess the Lord has different plans for His children. We were the only people on the tour. Meaning we had a private tour guide, driver, and were told we could make timing changes depending on what suited our needs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Suphot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, our tour guide, did an amazing job fielding all of our questions. Being on a private tour was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; stop was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Suwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ha Cave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317467272304629858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwT557mGI/AAAAAAAADo4/8QbQfjO0VHY/s400/P3020128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is the entrance to the Cave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the monkeys "guarding" the gateway. They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;scampering&lt;/span&gt; around everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwVHAr0hI/AAAAAAAADpY/SWPldEaaH_I/s1600-h/P3020108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317467293002486290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwVHAr0hI/AAAAAAAADpY/SWPldEaaH_I/s400/P3020108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Suwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ha Cave once housed monks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently it is full of standing, sleeping and sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; statues. Oh yeah and bats! Let me tell you the section they lived in smelled pretty nasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwU4DmLwI/AAAAAAAADpQ/24alIN5bD6k/s1600-h/P3020100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317467288988167938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwU4DmLwI/AAAAAAAADpQ/24alIN5bD6k/s400/P3020100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317467277981198402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwUPDVKEI/AAAAAAAADpA/wYBkzVudBiM/s400/P3020096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwUP4h7II/AAAAAAAADpI/hYWMEMpjWPk/s1600-h/P3020120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317467278204333186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwUP4h7II/AAAAAAAADpI/hYWMEMpjWPk/s400/P3020120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The family inside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Suwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ha Cave.&lt;br /&gt;You will notice we have tons of family pictures which is another benefit of having a private tour guide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctuh-OTZYI/AAAAAAAADoQ/LtZyxwWCKwQ/s1600-h/P3020110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317465314958730626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctuh-OTZYI/AAAAAAAADoQ/LtZyxwWCKwQ/s400/P3020110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No he isn't real.&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking up the steps to this part of the cave you really had to do a double take. This statue of who knows who really looked human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctuh0WDxBI/AAAAAAAADoY/dkV0nPYG82c/s1600-h/P3020129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317465312306906130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctuh0WDxBI/AAAAAAAADoY/dkV0nPYG82c/s400/P3020129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a temple across from the cave. The intricate detail in the decoration was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;exquisite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317465316317138434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctuiDSLDgI/AAAAAAAADog/MAv-jbA8p_k/s400/P3020134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our next stop was a boat ride out to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Phang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nga&lt;/span&gt; Bay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317472590525788418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct1Jd0qcQI/AAAAAAAADpg/ksuhE9v9FSw/s400/P3020140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A picture of the long tail boats along the pier. The engines are massive diesel engines taken out of trucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317465323787895362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctuifHVwkI/AAAAAAAADoo/qQTLb7ZVn4E/s400/P3020141.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dylan and Daddy getting ready for the ride in our very own Long tail Thai boat. Our tour guide Suphot is in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317462130580894130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctronfdsbI/AAAAAAAADng/VH1wLagrlwU/s400/P3020151.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The limestone formations jutting out of the bay were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt;. As you can imagine we took numerous pictures but have decided to keep it to a minimum here on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctrpC0EohI/AAAAAAAADnw/LlU5v8E-GPA/s1600-h/P3020160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317462137915089426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctrpC0EohI/AAAAAAAADnw/LlU5v8E-GPA/s400/P3020160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slicing through the bay in and around the strange yet fantastic limestone formations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctrpbIhUTI/AAAAAAAADn4/gefHtF1yjfs/s1600-h/P3020185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317462144443306290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctrpbIhUTI/AAAAAAAADn4/gefHtF1yjfs/s400/P3020185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah ha time to get up close and personal with one of the limestone formations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes folks we are heading in are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317459935448631074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctpo1_JhyI/AAAAAAAADm4/ehMKB3KRprE/s400/P3020188.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Going in ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317462153142744594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctrp7ioNhI/AAAAAAAADoA/yn9ybXlEzkA/s400/family+pic+in+cave.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Inside the cave:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317459943106916546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctppShBsMI/AAAAAAAADnA/beU1jTMdYf0/s400/P3020195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Turning around and heading back through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No we didn't get a chance to stand on top of our boat as we went through the cave like the folks in front of us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317459943612354418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctppUZiD3I/AAAAAAAADnI/gZ7N0GyrtTM/s400/P3020209.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317459955050872866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sctpp_AsACI/AAAAAAAADnQ/Ga6PRV-uxvI/s400/P3020215.jpg" border="0" /&gt; James Bond island is behind us. This is the island area where Man with a Golden Gun was filmed. Of course this past weekend Rory and I decided to rent the 007 film to see the island but they didn't have it. Being that we only have the small video store here on base, I guess when we get back to the states we can rent it. Does any one remember the island in the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317459961774262290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctpqYDqyBI/AAAAAAAADnY/enZQC7UW9a8/s400/P3020231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Standing together on James Bond Island:) Loving how many family pictures we have from our Thailand trip. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Suphot&lt;/span&gt; was so generous and kind. He would offer to take pictures before we would even ask!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4554823611418245200?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4554823611418245200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4554823611418245200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4554823611418245200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4554823611418245200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-one-of-our-tour_26.html' title='Day One of our Tour'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SctwT557mGI/AAAAAAAADo4/8QbQfjO0VHY/s72-c/P3020128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-2126541135294894926</id><published>2009-03-26T21:39:00.010+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:45:03.004+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One of our Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After visiting James Bond Island we had worked up an appetite. Off to the &lt;strong&gt;Muslim Village of Koh Panyi&lt;/strong&gt; which is built on stilts in the open sea.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317482089827532594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct9yZer_zI/AAAAAAAADro/rncedQ-ORHU/s400/P3020250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Only 10% of the village is on solid ground, the sea being filled up to make ground that is. &lt;div align="center"&gt;This 10% is the cemetery &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct7hVPb1SI/AAAAAAAADrQ/syGdwsc59W0/s1600-h/P3020252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317479597608785186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct7hVPb1SI/AAAAAAAADrQ/syGdwsc59W0/s400/P3020252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where our long tail boat Captian pulled us in. The buildings you see to the right of the pier are seafood restaurants that cater to the numerous tourists who stop in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317477628543951762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5ut5y45I/AAAAAAAADqg/_2eM4F6Ie6k/s400/P3020261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Wow, we did not have this much of an appetite!&lt;br /&gt;This was the lunch the two of us were served at the Muslim village. Originally the village was started by a couple of families not of Thai descent. There are now 800 people in the fishing village which is also a tourist attraction. Hence the huge meal we were served at the relatively new restaurant. You will be much relieved to find out that the water used for cooking is piped in from the main land. That did cause me to stop and think - who paid for that? I know there is no way that was an inexpensive endeavor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5vV7jznI/AAAAAAAADq4/D59l58Ek-Xw/s1600-h/P3020275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317477639288770162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5vV7jznI/AAAAAAAADq4/D59l58Ek-Xw/s400/P3020275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the foreground are all the tourists I was just talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the background you can see the mosque with the green minarets. Only Muslims are allowed to live in the village. If you aren't Muslim out you go or don't even think about living here. In all honestly I am not sure why anyone would want to live there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5vKhQ_iI/AAAAAAAADqw/F43Tu3UZAcw/s1600-h/P3020269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317477636225695266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5vKhQ_iI/AAAAAAAADqw/F43Tu3UZAcw/s400/P3020269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For your education I am going to be completely honest about the village. It was complete third world poverty and filth. Above is an alley way. You can't really see him maybe only his arms but there is a man leaning out the window at the end of the alley. He is peeling an apple letting the peel fall into the water.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317479609658781314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct7iCIYLoI/AAAAAAAADrg/-XG8wyKYam8/s400/P3020284.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is someones living room. The homes were open right onto the alley way. Some with doors some without. As you walked by you couldn't help but see people in their homes. Most of the people we saw were either laying around or sitting next to a table of souvenirs to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317479602157195266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct7hmL3EAI/AAAAAAAADrY/7MWw27s8-54/s400/P3020264.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In this picture you can see the homes on stilts and the singing birds. All throughout Southern Thailand we saw these bird cages, in front of stores, on porches, on motorcycles and with specially made covers. Suphot told us that they are singing birds. The Thai people love the sound of the birds song and most are treated as a child. Don't laugh, you know how many people in America act like their dog or cat is a child. These birds are also entered into singing competitions - uhmm that would have been a cultural experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5u9U0pKI/AAAAAAAADqo/4yyVQCVSg4M/s1600-h/P3020267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317477632683844770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5u9U0pKI/AAAAAAAADqo/4yyVQCVSg4M/s400/P3020267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another home with a singing bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317477644217147986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct5voSk4lI/AAAAAAAADrA/uv9OTIofyQg/s400/P3020293.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A view of the village as we pulled away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say it was a cultural experience but a sad one. I found the village to be dirty and depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Last stop before calling it a day was &lt;strong&gt;Tharn Bokkorani National Park in Krabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476049317002562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct4Sy0v_UI/AAAAAAAADpw/-YUKnJv7DQM/s400/P3020323.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The National Park was a lush, green jungle with waterfalls and pools of turquoise water around every bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct4SYS3V5I/AAAAAAAADpo/gEHMz2DjXzk/s1600-h/P3020315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476042195556242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct4SYS3V5I/AAAAAAAADpo/gEHMz2DjXzk/s400/P3020315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476056734834178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct4TOdTHgI/AAAAAAAADp8/hs47vSFcL2Q/s400/P3020326.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here are some local boys taking a break from swimming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the day at the &lt;strong&gt;Maritime Park and Spa Resort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476068456171986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct4T6H4idI/AAAAAAAADqI/H8UoTjWD5a8/s400/P3020342.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This was the view from our balcony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317476074448013346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct4UQccyCI/AAAAAAAADqU/3px0CkXSL6k/s400/P3020343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A shot looking off to the side from our balcony. The resort grounds were gorgeous as you can attest to looking at these photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-2126541135294894926?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/2126541135294894926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=2126541135294894926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/2126541135294894926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/2126541135294894926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-one-of-our-tour.html' title='Day One of our Tour'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sct9yZer_zI/AAAAAAAADro/rncedQ-ORHU/s72-c/P3020250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7609950199079128897</id><published>2009-03-20T20:43:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:15:29.244+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Patong Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first full day in Thailand we took it easy. It was a day dedicated to the beach and relaxing. The night before we were wowed with an amazing authentic Thai dinner for two under $10. It was a multiple course meal which we could not finish. Soup, "egg rolls" (for lack of a better term), a cashew chicken dish, mushrooms and veggie dish, rice (of course) and fresh tropical fruit for dessert. I was introduced to Thai food when we lived in Virginia. A friend from college took me to a Thai restaurant in Richmond and I fell in love. Loving the food I knew I had to share my 'new find' with Rory. As we dined at our local Thai restaurant in Newport News, I never imagined we would one day be sitting on Patong Beach eating Thai! I would love to learn to cook Thai but.... The biggest problem would be they have spices that there aren't even English names for. So what do you want to bet the local Publix won't have what I need. Anyways we will get back to talking about delicious Thai food in later posts on to the beach.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODwsmbdqI/AAAAAAAADmw/WJztJ042TzY/s1600-h/P3010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236857856620194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODwsmbdqI/AAAAAAAADmw/WJztJ042TzY/s400/P3010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before Breakfast the three of us took a short stroll along the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here Dylan is posing with the Long Tail Boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236528148729506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODdgV8TqI/AAAAAAAADmI/IIgAPxP33qc/s400/P3010039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After Breakfast it was back to the room to lather up. We are all very pale and were in much need of sunscreen. Sweet Dylan gets to have his head covered in sunscreen as well since he has such light fine hair. Instead of leaving it a sticky mess, Mom gave him a mohawk&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODeK0pgJI/AAAAAAAADmY/kK_7bNRYcY4/s1600-h/P3010043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236539551809682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODeK0pgJI/AAAAAAAADmY/kK_7bNRYcY4/s400/P3010043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Beach fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODd1yjJ7I/AAAAAAAADmQ/OXxGDhXcLBk/s1600-h/P3010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236533905860530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODd1yjJ7I/AAAAAAAADmQ/OXxGDhXcLBk/s400/P3010042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236547929800946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODeqCHgPI/AAAAAAAADmg/6bvzDMlzSfk/s400/P3010048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODeqw67-I/AAAAAAAADmo/kOO3P-ajCII/s1600-h/P3010055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315236548126109666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODeqw67-I/AAAAAAAADmo/kOO3P-ajCII/s400/P3010055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315235218962440722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCRTPm4hI/AAAAAAAADlg/z2PhihzfcoQ/s400/P3010057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Views down Patong Beach, Phuket, Thailand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After spending time at the beach we strolled around the shopping areas nearby.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCSDH05iI/AAAAAAAADl4/zioQxQgGr0Q/s1600-h/P3010035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315235231814706722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCSDH05iI/AAAAAAAADl4/zioQxQgGr0Q/s400/P3010035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuk Tuk (taxi) - taxis lined up along the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCR9Q7lhI/AAAAAAAADlw/9dsmZIUej4Y/s1600-h/P3010033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315235230242280978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCR9Q7lhI/AAAAAAAADlw/9dsmZIUej4Y/s400/P3010033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK look at the motorbike with side cart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw these get ups everywhere. Some one would ride their job to where ever they decided to work that day. Many were 'roadside diners'. You could get full meals, smoothies, dessert waffles and much more at these carts. Very interesting to see how other cultures work with what they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCSdAQ2EI/AAAAAAAADmA/Plfk776i3to/s1600-h/P3010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315235238762305602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCSdAQ2EI/AAAAAAAADmA/Plfk776i3to/s400/P3010034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a very large and ornate spirit house. Not all are so large nor adorned with so many offerings and decorations. These structures can be found everywhere in front of homes and businesses alike. The idea or purpose of the spirit house is to provide shelter for spirits which could cause problems for the people if not appeased. Offerings are to be brought to the spirit house regularly. We saw many different types of offerings. I must say that seeing a half drunk bottle of Pepsi on the spirit house had me wondering .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many times the color of the spirit house is the lucky color of the elder - i.e. the President of the company or Head of the Household. I don't remember all the lucky colors but they correspond with the day of the week you were born. For example Friday is blue so anyone born on a Friday should have a blue car, plant blue flowers around their home, and paint their spirit house blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315235226811617874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScOCRwe_0lI/AAAAAAAADlo/siqvlN0DDno/s400/P3010075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That evening a storm rolled in - here it is coming in over the water&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7609950199079128897?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7609950199079128897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7609950199079128897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7609950199079128897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7609950199079128897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/03/patong-beach.html' title='Patong Beach'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/ScODwsmbdqI/AAAAAAAADmw/WJztJ042TzY/s72-c/P3010022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-353472780667653034</id><published>2009-03-17T15:20:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:29:40.690+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Avantika Boutique in Phuket Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were blessed to be able to schedule another overseas trip. This time we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Southern&lt;/span&gt; Thailand Feb 28-March 6. As you can imagine we took numerous pictures of our time in the the tropical paradise so stay posted for the many blog posts to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our uneventful 8 hour flight from Tokyo, we arrived in warm sunny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Phuket&lt;/span&gt; Thailand.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314043544476833586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gct1_1zI/AAAAAAAADkw/j9UUftNnzS8/s400/P2280002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314045087132409218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9H2grv3YI/AAAAAAAADlY/PBcB0dv2h_k/s400/P2280001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ready to head to our hotel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Patong&lt;/span&gt; Beach.&lt;br /&gt;One of the many popular beaches in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Phuket&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314043557842680754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gdfoqe7I/AAAAAAAADlI/r9aUrYg5d_A/s400/P2280013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A night shot of our first hotel. Staying at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Avantika&lt;/span&gt; spoiled us for sure.&lt;br /&gt;We were treated like royalty plus check out the room &amp;amp; view from the balcony.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gdam5j-I/AAAAAAAADlQ/ZKIZd94GPjI/s1600-h/P2280006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314043556493103074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gdam5j-I/AAAAAAAADlQ/ZKIZd94GPjI/s400/P2280006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our room with ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314042699919805730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Frjn6TSI/AAAAAAAADkY/9d4HTlYS-tA/s400/P3010063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a gorgeous view of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Patong&lt;/span&gt; Beach&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314042705968196994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Fr6J9bYI/AAAAAAAADkg/NBYXjdeqL78/s400/P3010068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314042710021000466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9FsJQOTRI/AAAAAAAADko/xW0ChKEpqx0/s400/P3010069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314042695340721810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9FrSkLBpI/AAAAAAAADkI/jEg4NLtxB_g/s400/P2280009+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;The pool area&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314042700096431730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9FrkSBZnI/AAAAAAAADkQ/quuo7q0VFoY/s400/P3010024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know Dylan tends to make friends easily:)&lt;br /&gt;The following are two pictures of him with his new friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gc3sgVMI/AAAAAAAADlA/8hV7n2uRhwE/s1600-h/P3020080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314043547121374402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gc3sgVMI/AAAAAAAADlA/8hV7n2uRhwE/s400/P3020080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gc-gGpQI/AAAAAAAADk4/hdj1MnRsnlU/s1600-h/P3010079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314043548948407554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gc-gGpQI/AAAAAAAADk4/hdj1MnRsnlU/s400/P3010079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-353472780667653034?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/353472780667653034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=353472780667653034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/353472780667653034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/353472780667653034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/03/avantika-boutique-in-phuket-thailand.html' title='Avantika Boutique in Phuket Thailand'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/Sb9Gct1_1zI/AAAAAAAADkw/j9UUftNnzS8/s72-c/P2280002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-3286444284449483394</id><published>2009-03-08T15:24:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:09:18.732+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310703740598001138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNo6i2unfI/AAAAAAAADjw/IMG1zVWWnSs/s400/P2130001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We were up bright and early on Valentines Day 4:10am to be exact:) Our V-day celebration included monkeys, puppy cookies and a castle. Above you see the puppy cookies that I made for our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNo60az5pI/AAAAAAAADj4/pZsRuuhejiQ/s1600-h/P2140114.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310703745312745106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNo60az5pI/AAAAAAAADj4/pZsRuuhejiQ/s400/P2140114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Dylan LOVED his valentines Day cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310703753607428338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNo7TUauPI/AAAAAAAADkA/yeqz2sYx3nI/s400/P2140118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Wild Snow Monkey Park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The wild snow monkey park is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;located&lt;/span&gt; at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jigoku&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dani&lt;/span&gt; valley in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Nagano&lt;/span&gt; prefecture. At 2,834 feet in elevation the harsh environment where snow covers the ground for 1/3 of the year is a paradise for these monkeys. Not my version of a paradise that is for sure!!! Just goes to show that I don't have any monkeys as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ancestors&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310702381481724274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNnrbwKCXI/AAAAAAAADjQ/xjuC6tLS2OA/s400/P2140012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We walked up the the rest of the way to the Park on a winding path surrounded by snow. It was a beautiful walk. If you are going to be cold you just as well have snow to make everything beautiful!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310702382165490306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNnreTLeoI/AAAAAAAADjY/LD-bhX3ryno/s400/P2140021.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;geyser&lt;/span&gt; was located just at the base of the main park area and was where we began to see the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNnrpEJc_I/AAAAAAAADjg/wZYwpU94t9I/s1600-h/P2140023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310702385055233010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNnrpEJc_I/AAAAAAAADjg/wZYwpU94t9I/s400/P2140023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310702390598637266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNnr9tzFtI/AAAAAAAADjo/l-IssUlQYco/s400/P2140036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There are around 270 wild monkeys at the park. This little guy is very adept at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tight&lt;/span&gt; rope walking and decided to show off for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310701486177676226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm3UfCa8I/AAAAAAAADio/D4YvniAR07E/s400/P2140039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rory got an excellent shot of this red faced snow monkey hanging out on the edge of the admissions building. You were told not to look the monkeys in the eye! We were literally inches away from them at times. There was one monkey who did hiss and spit at us when we got a little too close but not this guy. He was very popular and will be in many families photo albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm4Gz5UPI/AAAAAAAADjA/bEn2gNfTr9Q/s1600-h/P2140071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310701499686932722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm4Gz5UPI/AAAAAAAADjA/bEn2gNfTr9Q/s400/P2140071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; This may be the only place in the world that you can see the snow monkeys bathing in the natural hot springs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310701493035993858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm3uCMCwI/AAAAAAAADiw/Lpzmdk3jBlY/s400/P2140076.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Doesn't he look like a scary lion monkey being all wet. Not so cute in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm33ryxtI/AAAAAAAADi4/eEW1SkpQHKY/s1600-h/P2140062.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310701495626417874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm33ryxtI/AAAAAAAADi4/eEW1SkpQHKY/s400/P2140062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310701502930898610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNm4S5UTrI/AAAAAAAADjI/Wv-usWbcz8E/s400/P2140072.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Matsumoto&lt;/span&gt; Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The castle is located in the center of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nagano&lt;/span&gt; prefecture surrounded by the Japanese Alps. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Matsumoto&lt;/span&gt; Castle's original name was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fukashi&lt;/span&gt; Castle. It was originally built in 1504 at the beginning of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Eisho&lt;/span&gt; Era, in the civil war period. In 1582 the Lord of the Castle changed the name to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Matsumoto&lt;/span&gt;. The castle is the oldest castle in Japan and considered a national treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl49X3WEI/AAAAAAAADiA/B0pu0g_kLNU/s1600-h/P2140121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700414821685314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl49X3WEI/AAAAAAAADiA/B0pu0g_kLNU/s400/P2140121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700421242465218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl5VSsq8I/AAAAAAAADiI/zwzqa6svtPw/s400/P2140124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you can see the outside walls of the castle are black earning the place the nickname &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Karasu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt; or Crow Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl55NI2wI/AAAAAAAADiY/oBIwSsy-Cck/s1600-h/P2140156.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700430882822914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl55NI2wI/AAAAAAAADiY/oBIwSsy-Cck/s400/P2140156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl5aBNGgI/AAAAAAAADiQ/qI7zkLArdAI/s1600-h/P2140146+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700422511270402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl5aBNGgI/AAAAAAAADiQ/qI7zkLArdAI/s400/P2140146+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Samurai armor dating back to the mid-16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310700435892657074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNl6L3k27I/AAAAAAAADig/iY-a5YEclmA/s400/P2140179.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You can see the Japanese Alps to the left of the castle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-3286444284449483394?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/3286444284449483394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=3286444284449483394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3286444284449483394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/3286444284449483394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/03/valentines-day-2008.html' title='Valentines Day 2008'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNo6i2unfI/AAAAAAAADjw/IMG1zVWWnSs/s72-c/P2130001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7916179298176047964</id><published>2009-02-23T07:11:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:13:43.287+09:00</updated><title type='text'>33rd Grand Sumo Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;On February 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we headed up to Tokyo to experience sumo. Sumo (Japanese wrestling) is the national sport. It is considered a professional sport and is a combination of ancient ceremony and the powerful wrestlers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWvfxHDlI/AAAAAAAADh4/5R2P35siRH0/s1600-h/P2080458.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310683759581269586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWvfxHDlI/AAAAAAAADh4/5R2P35siRH0/s400/P2080458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Tokyo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ryogoku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kokugikan&lt;/span&gt; where the sumo tournament was held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWQWfYZEI/AAAAAAAADhY/BzBMUFHMBgo/s1600-h/P2080457.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310683224515044418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWQWfYZEI/AAAAAAAADhY/BzBMUFHMBgo/s400/P2080457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Shrine at the back of the stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWP9yxN6I/AAAAAAAADhQ/EoC0F1CkKHc/s1600-h/P2080449.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310683217885476770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWP9yxN6I/AAAAAAAADhQ/EoC0F1CkKHc/s400/P2080449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; The family ready to see sumo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWQwewv_I/AAAAAAAADho/Ik5v_XgE_SU/s1600-h/P2080456.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310683231491768306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWQwewv_I/AAAAAAAADho/Ik5v_XgE_SU/s400/P2080456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; A view of the Shin-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kokugikan&lt;/span&gt; (sumo stadium) from our seats. We were in the balcony with a great view of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dohyo&lt;/span&gt; (ring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWQplscTI/AAAAAAAADhg/_f0f-cBZzCE/s1600-h/P2080451.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310683229641797938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWQplscTI/AAAAAAAADhg/_f0f-cBZzCE/s400/P2080451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Each corner of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dohyo&lt;/span&gt; was represented by a color which corresponded to a season of the year. Starting in the far left and circling clock wise you have Aka-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;busa&lt;/span&gt;: red corner - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shiro&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;busa&lt;/span&gt;: white corner - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kuro&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;busa&lt;/span&gt;: black corner and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ao&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;busa&lt;/span&gt;: blue corner. The hanging roof is made to look like the roof of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;shinto&lt;/span&gt; shrine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310683243354062594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWRcq8_wI/AAAAAAAADhw/A5ARejA8CLI/s400/P2080466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We went down for a closer look before the matches started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNU2h1oOiI/AAAAAAAADgw/N_K5k4wSJFY/s1600-h/P2080473.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681681372920354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNU2h1oOiI/AAAAAAAADgw/N_K5k4wSJFY/s400/P2080473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Above you see the Box Seats. Another obvious example that our two cultures are so very different. These maroon mats on the floor inside of the metal railings were box seats for which you paid quite a bit for. We were happy to be in the balcony where there were actual chairs:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681676940206610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNU2RUyYhI/AAAAAAAADgg/6Ly3801O9P8/s400/P2080470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dylan was such a sweet young man during the hours and hours of sumo we watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNU2kHQbRI/AAAAAAAADgo/ddzLiwh2ES4/s1600-h/P2080471.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681681983728914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNU2kHQbRI/AAAAAAAADgo/ddzLiwh2ES4/s400/P2080471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Before the tournament began, we had a taste of the ceremonial aspects of sumo. Throughout the whole tournament be it between the two wrestlers, amongst the judges, the broom boys (maybe like ball boys but guys who sweep the ring) or any other time the affair was steeped in ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310681688676498194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNU29C7-xI/AAAAAAAADg4/91abEm3q7Oc/s400/P2080477.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Introduction of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Juryo&lt;/span&gt; Division. During the tournament we watched two different divisions wrestle: the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Juryo&lt;/span&gt; then later the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Makuuchi&lt;/span&gt; Division. There are six total divisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310682105851526018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNVPPJNu4I/AAAAAAAADhI/vLGdHHynUb4/s400/P2080487.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ceremony before the wrestling began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNThgX_6dI/AAAAAAAADf4/1f9uupE7H5Q/s1600-h/P2080488.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310680220691327442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNThgX_6dI/AAAAAAAADf4/1f9uupE7H5Q/s400/P2080488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Stomping down the evil spirits before they began to wrestle.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310680234907042802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNTiVVSg_I/AAAAAAAADgA/JFeYaIWmMFA/s400/P2080498.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here they go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNTiukW1rI/AAAAAAAADgI/loZcCvqnAYg/s1600-h/P2080517.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310680241681127090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNTiukW1rI/AAAAAAAADgI/loZcCvqnAYg/s400/P2080517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;During the intermission: A few sumo wrestlers got into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Dohyo&lt;/span&gt; with little boys to wrestle. It was really cute. There was also a slap stick bout of fake sumo fighting where the wrestlers used many of the illegal moves to "win". It would have been funnier had we known what they were saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSdUdnd0I/AAAAAAAADfY/x4Ac4bhmPjQ/s1600-h/P2080565.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310679049262561090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSdUdnd0I/AAAAAAAADfY/x4Ac4bhmPjQ/s400/P2080565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; There was also the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yokozuna&lt;/span&gt; (Grand Champion) presentation between divisions. He is wearing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Kesho&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mawashi&lt;/span&gt; (ceremonial apron)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310680249086662978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNTjKJ-WUI/AAAAAAAADgY/wnebPNKhm7M/s400/P2080554.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Introducing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Makuuchi&lt;/span&gt; Division&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310680244111343954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNTi3nxAVI/AAAAAAAADgQ/W5rVNYLiJ7k/s400/P2080550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSdMuyzHI/AAAAAAAADfQ/Y0zuPfnFS48/s1600-h/P2080559.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310679047187123314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSdMuyzHI/AAAAAAAADfQ/Y0zuPfnFS48/s400/P2080559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSeLN43KI/AAAAAAAADfg/zbq215uDRkk/s1600-h/P2080571.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310679063960542370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSeLN43KI/AAAAAAAADfg/zbq215uDRkk/s400/P2080571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310679070999501202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSelcG2ZI/AAAAAAAADfo/QkXTDibRUeM/s400/P2080579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310679075971690674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNSe39kcLI/AAAAAAAADfw/Gs4-8STMBXE/s400/P2080583.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The sumo wrestler above was the largest one we saw the whole tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;He lost his bout - he charged and the other guy only had to side step. Then he gave him a little shove and big guy here was out of the ring (mostly on his own momentum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305752223514341570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SaHRiUTPsMI/AAAAAAAADeg/1_nlzw5RZCw/s400/P2080611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SaHRiFWOm3I/AAAAAAAADeY/Dgj9OqO1qRI/s1600-h/P2080633.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305752219500321650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SaHRiFWOm3I/AAAAAAAADeY/Dgj9OqO1qRI/s400/P2080633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Dylan excited about sumo:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305752228381729346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SaHRimbuIkI/AAAAAAAADeo/oPSX2AP7qmQ/s400/P2080629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Yumitori&lt;/span&gt;: The bow dance is performed at the end of the tournament. It is done to purify the ring and is usually performed by a wrestler from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;makushita&lt;/span&gt; division or lower.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305752226658215554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SaHRigAzZoI/AAAAAAAADew/toyrAbXyBKM/s400/P2080632.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The winner of the whole tournament was the sumo on the right in the brown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;mawashi&lt;/span&gt; (belt) and the runner up is on the left in the blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;mawashi&lt;/span&gt;. Both are foreigners (winner = Mongolian and the runner up = Bulgarian)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305752233859800146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SaHRi61y3FI/AAAAAAAADe4/4ilqTvIBiQc/s400/P2080646.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The arena after the tournament was over. We thoroughly enjoyed the sumo tournament. Sumo truly is so much more than massive men wrestling each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7916179298176047964?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7916179298176047964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7916179298176047964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7916179298176047964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7916179298176047964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/02/33rd-grand-sumo-tournament.html' title='33rd Grand Sumo Tournament'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SbNWvfxHDlI/AAAAAAAADh4/5R2P35siRH0/s72-c/P2080458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4789004413495681509</id><published>2009-02-19T22:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:06:06.439+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikko Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another Adventure: This time we headed 4 hours north to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt;, Japan to stay at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ryokan&lt;/span&gt; and experience &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mura&lt;/span&gt; Village (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; Wonderland)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading through the Japanese Inn booklet trying to find a traditional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ryokan,&lt;/span&gt; we were both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;apprehensive&lt;/span&gt; and excited about the experience. The apprehension came in when I read the how to use the bath section of the book. I will type up all the directions at the end of the blog for those of you who are interested. Needless to say I was thinking, I may not take a bath during the weekend since it was going to be a shared hot spring! Good thing it was supposed to be super cold - i.e. 10 degrees at night time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889703463368754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemFuICuDI/AAAAAAAADaI/VAEOBeANx18/s400/P1240144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above is the Annex Turtle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hotori&lt;/span&gt;-An that we stayed at in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The inn was located on the banks of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Daiya&lt;/span&gt; River and had it's own hot spring. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889699188483922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemFeM1J1I/AAAAAAAADZ4/nJ6EmgRV0z4/s400/P1230129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We stayed in a traditional Japanese style room. Meaning the floor was tatami (straw mats) and our beds were not up off the ground. You had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;shikibuton&lt;/span&gt; (or mattress on the floor), then a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mofu&lt;/span&gt; (or blanket) along with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kakebuton&lt;/span&gt; (or quilt) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;makura&lt;/span&gt; (pillow). All the padding that you see if for on top of you! Not the most comfortable beds ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good news - we had a bathroom attached to our room!!! It included a western style toilet, sink and shower!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889702135689330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemFpLf8HI/AAAAAAAADaA/-Y6uQwXgFE0/s400/P1230138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we are in the Turtle Inn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yukatas&lt;/span&gt; that were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;provided&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Yukata&lt;/span&gt; is a robe but some people use them as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pjs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889705208601170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemF0oI2lI/AAAAAAAADaQ/8YmpvyE-J6I/s400/P1240151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Daiya&lt;/span&gt; River next to which our Inn was located.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemGGuADJI/AAAAAAAADaY/nZlSPXuWo3k/s1600-h/P1240157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302889710065028242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemGGuADJI/AAAAAAAADaY/nZlSPXuWo3k/s400/P1240157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Shinkyo&lt;/span&gt; (snake) Sacred Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888713045163394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMEh8PYI/AAAAAAAADZQ/VJbf5K9fARQ/s400/P1240161.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The bridge was built in 1636. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The legend behind the bridge is as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "The legend said that the hermit - Priest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Shodo&lt;/span&gt; could not cross over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Daiya&lt;/span&gt; river for his mission to climb Mount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Nantai&lt;/span&gt;, and  implored the gods for help. The God of snake - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Jinjaou&lt;/span&gt;, appeared from the clouds when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Shodo&lt;/span&gt; burned a holy fire to ask help and cast down a snake from bank to bank which formed a bridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMaCDZ5I/AAAAAAAADZY/c5dlr1Y6YwM/s1600-h/P1240166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888718816995218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMaCDZ5I/AAAAAAAADZY/c5dlr1Y6YwM/s400/P1240166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had also heard that for a long time only the Emperor was allowed to use the Shinkyo bridge. Currently anyone that wants to pay can cross over the river using the bridge. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888722038120418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMmCB3-I/AAAAAAAADZg/nwT0BZxt-cg/s400/P1240253.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888721833383186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMlRN1RI/AAAAAAAADZo/1dxpQq4i444/s400/P1240167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Statue of a monk across from the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMvO2yaI/AAAAAAAADZw/6pGGnP6WS6Y/s1600-h/P1240169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302888724507838882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZelMvO2yaI/AAAAAAAADZw/6pGGnP6WS6Y/s400/P1240169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the roads we walked from the train station to get to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ryokan&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mountains in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; were glorious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302880500232103490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeduBauJkI/AAAAAAAADYI/z871vEHT90E/s400/P1250273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;outside of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeetemwq4I/AAAAAAAADZA/08k55GPO_KY/s1600-h/P1250267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881590398987138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeetemwq4I/AAAAAAAADZA/08k55GPO_KY/s400/P1250267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeetDlsxKI/AAAAAAAADY4/5qImfNZtJCQ/s1600-h/P1250266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881583146779810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeetDlsxKI/AAAAAAAADY4/5qImfNZtJCQ/s400/P1250266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more pictures of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Daiya&lt;/span&gt; river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881581354579922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZees86Z99I/AAAAAAAADYo/uf4Bvx-tcfQ/s400/P1240171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rory and I on the train heading to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kinugawa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;onsen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302880505414929074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeduUuZyrI/AAAAAAAADYQ/NcIjk7m-b0s/s400/P1250275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dylan and Mommy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302880497211500978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZedt2KjabI/AAAAAAAADYA/8q8TW919gjQ/s400/P1250272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Outside of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; train station, we found this area. The sign above says Delicious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; water please help yourself (I could read the sign -just kidding the white paper hanging down is in English). Through out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Nikko,&lt;/span&gt; we saw numerous little wells and drinking areas which were all natural springs. We saw numerous hikers filling their water bottles with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; mountain spring water here at the station.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881591789791026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeetjyWpzI/AAAAAAAADZI/siNQKN80AEE/s400/P1250271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We thought we would try some of the delicious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; water as well:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302881581526727890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZees9jcvNI/AAAAAAAADYw/QejuIlZ8bv8/s400/P1240172.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This monster greeted us as we exited the at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Kinugawa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;onsen&lt;/span&gt; station. We stayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; Wonderland was actually located closer to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Kinugawa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;onsen&lt;/span&gt; area. Staying at one of the hot spring resorts was going to cost more than we cared to spend thus we stayed in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The monster wasn't the only thing that greeted us in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Kinugawa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;onsen&lt;/span&gt;. Japan's national tourist agency had a booth set up in the station! Thankfully we asked for directions and were blessed greatly! That weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Kinugawa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;onsen&lt;/span&gt; was being highlighted. Foreigners received free bus passes. Not only did we get the free bus pass but with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; we were given we got into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; Wonderland for free!! The Lord worked the timing out perfect because the only free day was the day we were heading there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302880512244432418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZeduuKrviI/AAAAAAAADYY/XTeVSSE7udA/s400/P1250277.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This shelter was outside of the station. Upon closer inspection we realized it was a hot spring for anyone to use - Interesting. No we did not share in the experience with our Japanese brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZedu3Am8AI/AAAAAAAADYg/DJIrXT9_sdk/s1600-h/P1250278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302880514618093570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZedu3Am8AI/AAAAAAAADYg/DJIrXT9_sdk/s400/P1250278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"How to Use the Bath at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Ryokan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not use soap in the tub. Please remember that the tub water is not for one person only but used repeatedly, therefore, do not pull out the drain plug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) place all of your clothing in the basket or shelf in the changing room. (nothing is to be worn inside the bathroom except your small towel) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) cleanse your body with soap outside the bath tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) after thoroughly washing off the soap step into the bath tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) when you immerse yourself in a tub of water that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;ittle&lt;/span&gt; on the hot side you will be able to relax you strained nerves and muscles. When the water is too hot you can adjust it by running cold water into the tub but be sure not to overdo it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) please do not unplug the drain in the tub when getting out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* in regards to use of the bathroom (for taking baths) there will be those that will be used together with other guests in case of large bathrooms and there will be those in which certain times are set for use by different families and groups"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I think you can understand why I thought I would not be showering/bathing!! I promise that I typed those directions word for word like they have them here in the book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4789004413495681509?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4789004413495681509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4789004413495681509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4789004413495681509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4789004413495681509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/02/nikko-part-one.html' title='Nikko Part One'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZemFuICuDI/AAAAAAAADaI/VAEOBeANx18/s72-c/P1240144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-5205619380772765638</id><published>2009-02-19T21:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:06:53.042+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikko Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; Wonderland is a theme park where you can experience the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; period of Japan. The park reenacts life back in the Shogun days roughly 1603 to 1867.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2o3g8KSI/AAAAAAAADbw/JTrqMeJAD6s/s1600-h/P1240173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303893061883668770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2o3g8KSI/AAAAAAAADbw/JTrqMeJAD6s/s400/P1240173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come to find out not only were we getting in free but this was the last day of the season. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; Wonderland was closing down the next day until April. Wow thank you Lord for the awesome timing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303893063177631202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2o8VcdeI/AAAAAAAADb4/Me2O5yJ7Xy4/s400/P1240174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2pdLxVkI/AAAAAAAADcI/m6ObOm_ynOk/s1600-h/P1240181+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303893071995426370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2pdLxVkI/AAAAAAAADcI/m6ObOm_ynOk/s400/P1240181+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hatago&lt;/span&gt; Inn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- until this era travelers had to sleep outdoors or at the local shrine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2pP8t5qI/AAAAAAAADcA/RMkl_rqdZqo/s1600-h/P1240178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303893068442625698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2pP8t5qI/AAAAAAAADcA/RMkl_rqdZqo/s400/P1240178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nyan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mage&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mura's&lt;/span&gt; beloved mascot. I believe he is supposed to be a ninja cat Dylan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loved him!!! Later in the day, we saw the cat again and Dylan wouldn't stop playing with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891948061756882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs1oCNGjdI/AAAAAAAADbo/f1SO-uQLtu0/s400/P1240219.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I saw this in one of the wax &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;museums&lt;/span&gt;. Are you kidding?!?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't realize that pet strollers was not a new thing&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303893074871226354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2pn5aj_I/AAAAAAAADcQ/Sc_nqpxdahw/s400/P1240188.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here I am totally slaughtering the ninja hand pose before the ninja show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891932331428690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs1nHmsy1I/AAAAAAAADbI/q1KgtWuS2ok/s400/P1240195.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We couldn't get good pictures from the ninja show since it was dark. Dylan loved the show and would sit on the edge of his seat in eager anticipation of the next act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs1nWceHKI/AAAAAAAADbQ/xk-SXbv10sk/s1600-h/P1240207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891936315055266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs1nWceHKI/AAAAAAAADbQ/xk-SXbv10sk/s400/P1240207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Oiran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Dochu&lt;/span&gt; Parade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point of the parade to show off the glamour and flamboyance of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Oiran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Dochu&lt;/span&gt; or Ultimate Geisha&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891946338442498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs1n7yO3QI/AAAAAAAADbY/fXtx9smmZ0Y/s400/P1240209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303891945008452162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs1n21I0kI/AAAAAAAADbg/0bRMVkDBGH4/s400/P1240213.jpg" border="0" /&gt; How in the world did they walk in these shoes? I wonder if they always had an assistant to hold on to as in the picture you see above this shoe shot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303890852412841554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs0oQmC3lI/AAAAAAAADag/mBfRzv_y_S8/s400/P1240224.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mizugei&lt;/span&gt; an the ancient art was a water magic show. Kimono-clad ladies would manipulate small &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; widgets hidden in their fans. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Mizugei&lt;/span&gt; was enjoyed at resorts and spas in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Edo&lt;/span&gt; period. 2009 it wasn't that fascinating, but interesting to see more of the Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs0ofBisQI/AAAAAAAADao/-c5wU8hiPig/s1600-h/P1240230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303890856286269698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs0ofBisQI/AAAAAAAADao/-c5wU8hiPig/s400/P1240230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Great Battle: The Ninja versus the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jubei&lt;/span&gt; (sword master). This show was performed on an outdoor stage in the center of the theme park. It was enjoyable but not understanding what people are saying in these different shows does make it tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303890860825141458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs0ov7sYNI/AAAAAAAADaw/JwfB-2r1-74/s400/P1240237.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Ninja winners with Rory and Dylan after the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303890865624444114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs0pBz77NI/AAAAAAAADbA/EuWJOgyfT_w/s400/P1240247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Trying to stand up straight (whatever that meant) in the Ninja Kai Kai &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Tei&lt;/span&gt; House of Illusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures don't do the place justice - the house really messed with my mind!! Not only was there one floor of this crazy mind altering illusion house but two. By the time we made it to the second floor I was ready to get out!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303890862399088034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs0o1y85aI/AAAAAAAADa4/csMUrvR4GLU/s400/P1240240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rory really has the standing up straight thing down pat:) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-5205619380772765638?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/5205619380772765638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=5205619380772765638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5205619380772765638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/5205619380772765638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/02/nikko-part-two.html' title='Nikko Part Two'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs2o3g8KSI/AAAAAAAADbw/JTrqMeJAD6s/s72-c/P1240173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-4925698345145032222</id><published>2009-02-19T20:00:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:09:37.795+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikko Part Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nikko&lt;/span&gt;, Japan is really the gateway to the world? Before heading back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yokosuka&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; we would add to our adventure by going to see many of the world's unique sights. For example...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303895757603875474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5Fx2uKpI/AAAAAAAADcY/BqaWuQ3YQjY/s400/P1250369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Great Wall of China&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897205722865426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs6aEhMXxI/AAAAAAAADdg/XRnYG0t8dfs/s400/P1250354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Big Ben in London&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897198468806226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs6ZpfsNlI/AAAAAAAADdI/Aes_2wB6CE8/s400/P1250331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saint Peters Basilica&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899480896457794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs8egM2TEI/AAAAAAAADeI/1lCpcfXwfqw/s400/P1250313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Great Pyramids of Egypt&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899472248706706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs8d__EFpI/AAAAAAAADdo/dF0WQ-R_UTU/s400/P1250280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; no we didn't fly off to multiple different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;countries&lt;/span&gt;, we visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tobu&lt;/span&gt; World Square. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tobu&lt;/span&gt; World Square &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;exhibits&lt;/span&gt; world-famous architectural works and ancient monuments all scaled down to 1/25. There were a total of 102 structures from 21 countries including 45 inscribed as World Heritages by UNESCO. Guess what we got in here for free was well with the flyer!!! It is great being a foreigner:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899475595436402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs8eMc_IXI/AAAAAAAADdw/3Qj2B0bePAA/s400/P1250283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dylan love Tokyo Station in the modern day Japan zone. He would walk back and forth, back and forth as he followed the trains in and out of the station:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899473912891026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs8eGL1hpI/AAAAAAAADd4/xBSk3HqilLg/s400/P1250294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here we have King Kong at the airport - oh wait that is my honey towering over the planes:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897189094786946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs6ZGkwB4I/AAAAAAAADdA/uXcluQIb-Lc/s400/P1250330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom this one is for you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Palace guard and your daughter posing as the Japanese always do - with a peace sign.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897199802809890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs6ZudvfiI/AAAAAAAADdQ/JlRFfwa_6ic/s400/P1250343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our 100% American Smiley Cheeks&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303897201608400866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs6Z1MOn-I/AAAAAAAADdY/i9T1XMXYsXw/s400/P1250348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Arc &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Triomphe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs8eYaEExI/AAAAAAAADeA/TSKKEw9jRGo/s1600-h/P1250298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303899478804402962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs8eYaEExI/AAAAAAAADeA/TSKKEw9jRGo/s400/P1250298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we came into the American zone we were greeted with a bitter sweet view of the World Trade Towers. When I saw the towers, I was hit pretty hard with the memories and emotions of 9/11. I had to take a step back to process everything as well as dry my tears. We knew that they were a part of the exhibit but I never realized how hard it would be to see them. Prayers were said for our country as well as the families who lost loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303895761959618962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5GCFNiZI/AAAAAAAADcg/cedZapvN1Iw/s400/P1250385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Posing with the semi-bullet train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I was posing with the train and Dylan was trying to run away! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This train sure did save us some time on the way home. We had to buy an extra ticket which gave you your seat assignment. It was all very much like getting a plane ticket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yokosuka&lt;/span&gt; we realized there was a welcome parade for us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5GRcQc1I/AAAAAAAADco/kob3ZHmyBDY/s1600-h/P1250386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303895766082810706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5GRcQc1I/AAAAAAAADco/kob3ZHmyBDY/s400/P1250386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303895770667484258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5GihVBGI/AAAAAAAADcw/NrpRSCZ-GAA/s400/P1250387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Obviously we didn't understand a word of the chanting we heard, the lyrics to the music being played or read everything on the signs. We most certainly did understand the point of the march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303895771720838530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5Gmcd7YI/AAAAAAAADc4/VdJF7qlO504/s400/P1250388.jpg" border="0" /&gt; No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CVN&lt;/span&gt;! They don't want the USS George Washington to be here. Everyone has the right to their opinions and I have the right to take pictures. I doubt they really liked me taking pictures or the other Americans we passed by on Blue Street - oh well. You have to have these pictures for the scrapbook from Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My red, white and blue blood didn't boil this time around. We saw this group again after going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kawagoe&lt;/span&gt; for the day that is when they got my blood boiling. But that is for another blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-4925698345145032222?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/4925698345145032222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=4925698345145032222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4925698345145032222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/4925698345145032222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/02/nikko-part-three.html' title='Nikko Part Three'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SZs5Fx2uKpI/AAAAAAAADcY/BqaWuQ3YQjY/s72-c/P1250369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-445081420777545953</id><published>2009-02-03T11:06:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:51:46.092+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's 25 Random Things List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYfWzhnQRKI/AAAAAAAADX4/oYgsb1ThyMY/s1600-h/P1140894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298439667309364386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYfWzhnQRKI/AAAAAAAADX4/oYgsb1ThyMY/s400/P1140894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Facebook there is a 25 Random Facts list going around lately. I have found it fascinating to read friends and family's random facts. So I thought Dylan could fill one out as well to share with all the blog followers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;25 Random things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;ShareRules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Here is goes for Dylan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1) I love throwing away trash and will search for the tiniest speck to throw away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;2) I have started to ask daily to watch sports by pointing at the television and saying ball. Football or Basketball works for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3) My favorite shape is a tar (star)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4) I have a ready smile that I hope brings joy to others - I know it does for mama and dada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;5) Errands can be fun. Since we walk we can point out trees vs bushes, birds, letters on signs, trash cans, cars, trucks, bus and vans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;6) I love elmo which makes my parents marvel at sesame streets marketing. See I loved elmo and could say his name when I had only seen him on my diapers and one show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;7) When I fall I say boom. Sometimes I ask for a kiss, show you where I fell then I am on my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;8) When dada is at work I ask where he is. When mama replies that he is at work, I associate that he went out the door. I tell mama door with a nod of my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;9) I love playing in the bath but hate getting my face washed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;10) Kisses are great! I need to kiss both your cheeks and will blow kisses as I leave you. Mom and Dad don't understand why but I also kiss my toys, the couch and pretty much anything I love at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;11) I am working on my manners along with please and thank you I am working on maam maam maam (oh yes it must be multiple times) and tir (sir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;12) Mu (music) makes me dance, clap, run and request more especially "The wheels on the bus", "itsy bitsy spider" and "Amazing Grace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;13) I know my limits - I go up to the nos in the house, hover my hands over them saying no. Just to keep my parents on my toes I still test the limits every now and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;14) Slides are so much fun - the taller the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;15) I can gator chomp and do every time I see a alligator. It looks like I am clapping but I promise it is chomping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;16) Letters are amazing! I point them out everywhere I go and can correctly identify the majority of the capital letters. Y, F and M are my current favorites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;17) Trucks!! What isn't to love about trucks. I like to hear them outside, point to them as they drive by, read about them, play with them and have clothes with pictures of trucks on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;18) Sleep is a huge necessity in my life. I take daily naps that range from 2-4 hours and sleep 11-12 hours a night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;19) Every time I sneeze I think I need a tissue and ask for one regardless of if I truly need one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;20) I want almost everything put away where it belongs. My dirty clothes go in the laundry basket, all shoes must be in the closet, the remotes must be on top of the tv, but my toys can be everywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;21) You can find me reading a lot with or without my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;22)Even though I was named Dylan by my parents I call myself baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;23) I earned my first dollar, which was actually yen, at the ripe old age of 17months (modeling in Japan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;24) I help Dada take out the trash by carrying the recycling. It always elicits an aww from my mama!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;25) Eating well if you could make a formula using the phases of the moon, day of the week, ancient agricultural calendar of Japan, and the number of hours since my birth, you would know if I was going to eat the food set before me. When I do eat I will eat anything beans, squash, bread!!, asparagus it really doesn't matter as long as I am in an eating stage I won't refuse it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-445081420777545953?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/445081420777545953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=445081420777545953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/445081420777545953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/445081420777545953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-facebook-there-is-25-random-facts.html' title='Dylan&apos;s 25 Random Things List'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYfWzhnQRKI/AAAAAAAADX4/oYgsb1ThyMY/s72-c/P1140894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-2555568713963028899</id><published>2009-01-31T15:58:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:03:15.722+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Gators at Tokyo Tower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297352116846425714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5rwbLdnI/AAAAAAAADXA/vI32oCmtsyU/s400/P1100853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Still in a celebratory mood due to the Gators winning the National Championship game, we headed up to Tokyo. Our plan for this trip was to take in the sights of the city from Tokyo Tower which you see behind us.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297352120495753554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5r-BPyVI/AAAAAAAADXI/5bU1fBfJpLA/s400/P1100858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tokyo Tower is essentially a huge antenna with observation decks which have commanding views of the city. The tower at its peak is 333meters or a 1,092 plus feet.&lt;br /&gt;"Since its opening in 1958, the Tokyo Tower has been the world's tallest self-supporting steel tower. The Eiffel Tower in Paris is 320 m high."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5sF4ao5I/AAAAAAAADXQ/wxXcW_0FRpw/s1600-h/P1100860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297352122606199698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5sF4ao5I/AAAAAAAADXQ/wxXcW_0FRpw/s400/P1100860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5sT1izHI/AAAAAAAADXg/nZyGxpVuCaY/s1600-h/P1100864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297352126352247922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5sT1izHI/AAAAAAAADXg/nZyGxpVuCaY/s400/P1100864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to both the main observatory and the special observatory during out visit. The main observatory is 150m (about 492 feet) above the ground and the special observatory is 250m (about 820 feet) both giving you a 360 degree view of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kanto&lt;/span&gt; area surrounding Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297352125620125474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5sRG_fyI/AAAAAAAADXY/AE8_gDDMAGQ/s400/P1100866.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The buildings seemed to go on forever! No wonder space is such a luxury in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jTtYQJI/AAAAAAAADWY/Na-OcN9ll8g/s1600-h/P1100869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297349772675924114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jTtYQJI/AAAAAAAADWY/Na-OcN9ll8g/s400/P1100869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In this photo you can see the Rainbow Bridge and a fascinating sphere structure in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jxjF2jI/AAAAAAAADWw/06639qL7HYc/s1600-h/P1100884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297349780685838898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jxjF2jI/AAAAAAAADWw/06639qL7HYc/s400/P1100884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mt Fuji is the very dim white mass at the top of the picture. I was thrilled to finally be able to see Mt Fuji! I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;traveled&lt;/span&gt; to the fifth station on Fuji and hiked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; lookouts just to see Fuji, however due to the weather I was never able to see it. Then Rory emails me from the ship one day to say he saw Mt Fuji from the flight deck. The ship was here in port! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aarghh&lt;/span&gt; I really think Fuji was hiding from me but alas I saw her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jhacaoI/AAAAAAAADWo/4veD8ULlgjQ/s1600-h/P1100880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297349776354601602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jhacaoI/AAAAAAAADWo/4veD8ULlgjQ/s400/P1100880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan enjoyed part of the experience but was ready to leave for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jph1XoI/AAAAAAAADWg/DiyHcVU5C-w/s1600-h/P1100876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297349778533080706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jph1XoI/AAAAAAAADWg/DiyHcVU5C-w/s400/P1100876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dada Gator and future Gator (maybe). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are hoping to find/invent a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Generation Gator scholarship for Dylan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297349780543729170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP3jxBNbhI/AAAAAAAADW4/pAoH7J0rxd0/s400/P1100885.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Trying to get a picture with the elusive Mt Fuji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-2555568713963028899?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/2555568713963028899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=2555568713963028899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/2555568713963028899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/2555568713963028899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/01/gators-at-tokyo-tower.html' title='Gators at Tokyo Tower'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SYP5rwbLdnI/AAAAAAAADXA/vI32oCmtsyU/s72-c/P1100853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-7836454996796707440</id><published>2009-01-27T16:10:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:46:06.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Enoshima Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to share with you the experiences and adventures we are having here in our host country, Japan. In late December we took a trip over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; Island in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sagami&lt;/span&gt; Bay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CpqAzsYI/AAAAAAAADWI/HIfei4HNq0Q/s1600-h/PC130733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295884232742384002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CpqAzsYI/AAAAAAAADWI/HIfei4HNq0Q/s400/PC130733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Above is a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; Island (meaning Bay Island) that was on a tiles under the overpass before you arrived at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Benten&lt;/span&gt; bridge.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295884236201931458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7Cp25oMsI/AAAAAAAADWQ/PHIj4x8r6dY/s400/PC130736.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Heading onto the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Benten&lt;/span&gt; Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883517595493378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CAB4gJAI/AAAAAAAADVg/xxPCohUKdMA/s400/PC130742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We are almost to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; Island&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883525191678898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CAeLku7I/AAAAAAAADVo/Hojo3t5tR2A/s400/PC130748.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Directly down a narrow street crammed with souvenir shops and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt;, was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jinja&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jinja&lt;/span&gt; is Japanese for shrine)., Imagine that, another shrine! Japan is covered in shrines or so it seems to us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gaijin&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jinja&lt;/span&gt; was built in 1182 and dedicated to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Benten&lt;/span&gt; the goddess of fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CBJi1FMI/AAAAAAAADV4/i6p2JAr3Vc8/s1600-h/PC130754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883536831943874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CBJi1FMI/AAAAAAAADV4/i6p2JAr3Vc8/s400/PC130754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A view back to the beach over top the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;torii&lt;/span&gt; gate from a second shrine. There are shrines within shrines thus it is hard for me to keep them all straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CAw_c4pI/AAAAAAAADVw/-w-WEu0JWUY/s1600-h/PC130753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883530241106578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CAw_c4pI/AAAAAAAADVw/-w-WEu0JWUY/s400/PC130753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295883539952147074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CBVKvmoI/AAAAAAAADWA/ng4lRQQWGEg/s400/PC130756.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Another shrine or part of the same shrine? There are three goddess sisters worshipped on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; Island making it that much more confusing.&lt;br /&gt;Here you are witnessing worshipers doing some type of ritual. If we were to wager a guess it would be a good luck ritual. People would weave in and out of this large "twine" circle. Obviously people saw us watching and taking pictures which caused a few people to laugh. - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;uhmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295881743795993154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AYx9vukI/AAAAAAAADU4/XhgbC6W1E4o/s400/PC130757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AZdeDB_I/AAAAAAAADVQ/pCzHcafhEXw/s1600-h/PC130773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295881755474200562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AZdeDB_I/AAAAAAAADVQ/pCzHcafhEXw/s400/PC130773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were dragon statues all over the island and in the caves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that there was an ancient belief that a dragon god lived in the caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295881748020677490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AZBs_S3I/AAAAAAAADVI/ikWG_eYIZLI/s400/PC130770.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh yeah and as your faucet in the bathroom sinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AZO5od9I/AAAAAAAADVA/cHNmUf6PffY/s1600-h/PC130759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295881751563368402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AZO5od9I/AAAAAAAADVA/cHNmUf6PffY/s400/PC130759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295870034944403762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61vPF_KTI/AAAAAAAADUQ/58sp0wFc4Os/s400/PC130778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295881753293594402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7AZVWJnyI/AAAAAAAADVY/7xKJSqzAfc0/s400/PC130776.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Heading down to the caves. The first cave is almost 500 feet long and the second is 367 feet long. It is said that one of the caves leads to Mt Fuji if you feel the cool wind... We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;aren'&lt;/span&gt;t sure how that could be possible and have to take into account it may be a case of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Engrish&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61yGDWluI/AAAAAAAADUw/62uOVD-dgIE/s1600-h/PC130793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295870084057044706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61yGDWluI/AAAAAAAADUw/62uOVD-dgIE/s400/PC130793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61x9zNQaI/AAAAAAAADUo/RafboNRSGZo/s1600-h/PC130790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295870081841840546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61x9zNQaI/AAAAAAAADUo/RafboNRSGZo/s400/PC130790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These stones were found in the second cave. The seas around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; used to be the home for countless numbers of floating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;phosphorescent&lt;/span&gt; hence the crazy neon colors that are emitted under the black light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61vvHMCEI/AAAAAAAADUg/patvwFrpL1A/s1600-h/PC130788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295870043539376194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61vvHMCEI/AAAAAAAADUg/patvwFrpL1A/s400/PC130788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Inside the caves were many historic stone sculptures and monuments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61vG5VXSI/AAAAAAAADUY/4tNJ2XLg9bQ/s1600-h/PC130784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295870032743849250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX61vG5VXSI/AAAAAAAADUY/4tNJ2XLg9bQ/s400/PC130784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given candles as we headed deeper into the cave to view the strange sculptures that line the walls. A couple times we had to stoop down to continue through the cave. A very fascinating experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295868900702469410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX60tNtovSI/AAAAAAAADTo/CPWcKlNVLt0/s400/PC130796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX60tIWp5mI/AAAAAAAADTw/9YGeVXCxEvM/s1600-h/PC130799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295868899263899234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX60tIWp5mI/AAAAAAAADTw/9YGeVXCxEvM/s400/PC130799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea, Look it's Dada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295868911326781202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX60t1Sq3xI/AAAAAAAADT4/QAxlXNF6Ukw/s400/PC130801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295868910857694210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX60tzi1LAI/AAAAAAAADUA/lhe_kHba080/s400/PC130805.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The bridge connecting the two caves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295868920679167810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX60uYIc90I/AAAAAAAADUI/BoHXhKSAGY4/s400/PC130809.jpg" border="0" /&gt; On our way back on the monorail and trains we saw this pennant. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Fujisawa&lt;/span&gt; is the city from which you access &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; Island. Interestingly enough one of the beaches in this area is called Miami beach and some part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Enoshima&lt;/span&gt; has been compared to South Beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787468378761195475-7836454996796707440?l=kimberlynrory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/feeds/7836454996796707440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787468378761195475&amp;postID=7836454996796707440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7836454996796707440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787468378761195475/posts/default/7836454996796707440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberlynrory.blogspot.com/2009/01/enoshima-island.html' title='Enoshima Island'/><author><name>kafredrick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13826564296835349078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SVQiFCs2VfI/AAAAAAAADDI/LMNtNz9yJPA/S220/PC060340.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SX7CpqAzsYI/AAAAAAAADWI/HIfei4HNq0Q/s72-c/PC130733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787468378761195475.post-3303773616554401176</id><published>2009-01-19T19:55:00.009+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T07:59:21.687+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Last Day in Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As vacations must ours came to an end. The last day we were in the beautiful country of Australia; we headed up into the mountains surrounding Cairns to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kuranda&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kuranda&lt;/span&gt; is in Far North Queensland and is a town of only 650 people surrounded by rain forest.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292967174707711042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlmiBBjEI/AAAAAAAADSQ/vBQEP2zIkcY/s400/PC090494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We headed up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kuranda&lt;/span&gt; via the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kuranda&lt;/span&gt; Scenic Railway which &lt;strong&gt;slowly&lt;/strong&gt; snakes its way up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Macalister&lt;/span&gt; Range. We cut through the Barron Gorge National Park stopping for a view of Barron Falls. We also rode right past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stoney&lt;/span&gt; Creek Falls just a few feet from the train. If we had been heading up during wet season the train would have been wet that is how close it was. I must say the cool spray may have been a delight!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlm7_33cI/AAAAAAAADSY/G_ubf2P4tnM/s1600-h/PC090503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292967181682204098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlm7_33cI/AAAAAAAADSY/G_ubf2P4tnM/s400/PC090503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dylan enjoyed the scenery as much as we did. One thing we knew but you can't totally understand until you experience it is the heavy heat of a rain forest. Sitting in the train heading into the rain forest we felt as though the heat had encircled us and was beginning to squeeze much like a boa. Thankfully the railway knew about the heat. They provided water in each car and came by with cool wet napkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlAyobSWI/AAAAAAAADRw/3zDHElKflw4/s1600-h/PC090534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292966526332914018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlAyobSWI/AAAAAAAADRw/3zDHElKflw4/s400/PC090534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not only did we enjoy the many views from the train but were able to learn more about the area and construction of the railway via the running commentary. History has always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;intrigued&lt;/span&gt; me thus I found the history of the railway and area interesting.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlAoMuYTI/AAAAAAAADRo/dpxvSNgwvBY/s1600-h/PC090510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292966523532370226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlAoMuYTI/AAAAAAAADRo/dpxvSNgwvBY/s400/PC090510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As we made one of the turns heading up the mountain, you could see the front of the train from our train car. There she is chug chug chugging up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292966530418257490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__6uYgRj7T-A/SXRlBB2crlI/AAAAAAAADR4/7bvuRIJyPEw/s400/PC090557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kuranda&lt;/span&gt; has been home to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Djabugay&lt;/span&gt; people for hundreds of years. We bought a boomerang made by a local Aborigine:) We will have to wait and throw it when we have a yard so we don't ruin it. Neither Rory nor I were so great when we tried to throw a boomerang at the RainForest Station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we started walking to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Skyrail&lt;/span&gt; the sky began to darken in the direction that we were to be heading. Once at the skyrail we were told that our tour company had changed our itinerary due to a storm which was brewing. I was thrilled and oh so excited!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Let me give you a little back ground on why I was so thrilled about our change of plans. As our time was winding down in Australia, I realized we had not seen any kangaroos. At this point, I was a little sad that I did not have the foresight to plan an event where we could experience these strange creatures.&lt;br /&gt;That morning when we were picked and taken to the train station my hopes were lifted for a brief moment. We were handed our itinerary for the day which including seeing kangaroos at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;RainForest&lt;/span&gt; Station in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kuranda&lt;/span&gt;. But alas we were then told oops wrong itinerary here is where you are really heading back out of &lt;span class="blsp-sp
