10/21/08
The Barretos are heading to Cairo next!
We just got word...we are going to Cairo. We will be leaving Buenos Aires in June and arriving in Cairo in August. We are very excited.
6/1/08
http://edition.cnn.com/video/data/2.0/video/world/2008/10/17/byrnes.argentina.expat.voters.cnn.html
I am there in that video, somewhere! Can you see me? The kids were quite excited at seeing Mom on CNN, even if it was my head briefly in the background.
http://edition.cnn.com/video/data/2.0/video/world/2008/10/17/byrnes.argentina.expat.voters.cnn.html
http://edition.cnn.com/video/data/2.0/video/world/2008/10/17/byrnes.argentina.expat.voters.cnn.html
Evelyn & Gabriel
Carlos Hernandez & family
Guillermo and Monica in Colonia Carlos Pellegrini
Alloy dinner, with 40+ teens
4/1/08
Smokey Buenos Aires
1/1/08
Guillermo with Violeta in Bolivia & Peru
4/6/07
1/1/07
View from apartment in La Falda, Cordoba
Andoni's dance performance
12/30/06
Horseback riding in La Falda, Cordoba
12/25/06
11/1/06
10/1/06
The riverfront near our house
5/18/06
Flowers in Tegucigalpa
5/17/06
More flowers in Tegucigalpa
5/15/06
Our neighborhood in Tegucigalpa via Google Earth
5/7/06
4/17/06
Hiking into dark cave in La Tigra
El Rosario B&B

Our favorite B&B in Honduras, in El Rosario, near La Tigra National Park. It is owned by Germans, and very well run.
For a history of El Rosario mine and the area, check out
http://www.nps.gov/centralamerica/honduras/park-history.shtml
OAS elections volunteer reception
Voting place in San Pedro Sula
Ray and Monica
4/15/06
Lucina, Guillermo, Andrea, Marcia & Mrs. Roberts
Marcia, Andrea, Mrs. Roberts and the boys at church
4/6/06
3/17/06
2/23/06
Edel cooking pig in our back yard
2/17/06
1/17/06
Father John David in Chicago
1/7/06
A tiny caye off Utila, Honduras
Main Street, Upper Caye, near Utila
View from La Ceiba airport
The entire dive crew, after we all passed.
Renato and Andoni on the dive boat in Utila
12/24/05
12/7/05
Tio Alberto and Renato on Tio's last night in Honduras
Honduras elections monitoring teams in San Pedro Sula

The OAS coordinated a bunch of election observer volunteers in San Pedro Sula. This is the embassy group after a long day monitoring the polls. We had a great steak dinner afterwards, but no liquor, since the day of the elections, and just before and just afterwards, liquor is not served or sold. Ben was very disappointed!
Thanksgiving day dive test for teens
The diving buddies, before their pool test
Monica and Jane in Rome
11/1/05
Spidermen buddies at Embassy Halloween party
9/16/05
8/23/05
8/17/05
Lovely Wyoming view
8/12/05

The Roberts clan. This was our family when we were growing up. Fr. Roberts (not in the photo) and my father were priests at Trinity Episcopal Church in the Bronx. Mrs. Roberts, his wife (also not in the photo) and my mom were very good friends, and in the old days the four of them would have great dancing parties (calypso music). Marcia on the left, Paula in colorful clothing, and Beverly (back row, 2nd from right) are the three daughters, all older than Lucina and I, but still close to us. When we are in NYC, we celebrate holidays with them. Paula and Marcia are both social workers, as were my parents.
Chris and Lita in France

This is Pewter, our ex-Tunisian cat who now lives with Lucina. Pewter didn't do too well around our boys...she was always scared, so is doing much better with Lucina. We now have Chester, who is a fearless boy cat who thinks that he's a dog, and that my boys are his brothers. He wrestles with them fearlessly.
Dumitru Lazarescu, violinist

I just downloaded this photograph from the Internet. Lucina won't like me putting on this site, but this is her ex-husband Dumitru, a Rumanian violinist. They were married for 7 years, and lived in Phoenix. He is still with the Phoenix Symphony. He is very distinguished now, with his white/silver hair.
http://www.phoenixsymphony.org/artists/orchestra_members_lazarescu.html

A photo of Andoni at Mary's house. Andoni visits Mary twice a week to learn English reading and writing, and other skills. Since he's enrolled in the French school system, he is learning in French and Spanish, and the Embassy pays for a tutor for him so that he can keep up his English studies. Mary is a wonderful tutor, and they work on lovely projects together, such as puppet making, cooking, and book making, along with the more mundane tasks of reading and writing.

This is Fred, and his family, his Mom Lily, his sister and brother. Fred and I go back many years, to before I met Guillermo. He and Chris and I hung out. I have visited his family in Illinois once, and so has Lucina. Fred is also a world traveler, much more than me (he has no kids, and therefore can spend all his money on traveling!), but he's settled back in DC for the moment.
Mike, Sumeet and Bill

this is ancient history. This photo dates back to before State Dept. I worked for a company called IMC, and these three guys were network administrators for the project I managed, at the Dept. of Transportation. Mike is the hunter. Sumeet is the smart young Novell administrator newly arrived from India, and Bill was the seasoned mature administrator of the bunch. They were nice guys to work with.

Allen and Mabel. Allen and I went to high school together at Stuyvesant, and he has since changed his name and his faith. He is now Alonzo! He also married a Peruvian, and their daughter is about 4 days older than Renato. We met up with them in Virginia a few years ago, and they have come to visit us in Honduras twice, and we went to Managua once. They are now on their way to sub-Saharan Africa. This photo was taken at a Marine Ball in Managua.

This is Henry, in the north of Honduras. It's a funny world...we met Henry in the south of France. He is married to Julie Fay, a poet, and she rented us the first house we stayed in in Montpeyroux, many years ago. They visited us in Tunisia, and Henry has come twice to Honduras. He has been working on a project (he's a photographer) here in Honduras that dated from when we were in Tunis, and coincidently we were assigned here. It's been great to see Henry so often. Now if only he could get Julie to come here also, but she's a Francophile...

George is an Internet friend who I met online doing genealogy research. I had a Horner ancestor who married a Marshall in Nova Scotia, and George was doing research on Marshalls in Nova Scotia. He and Ginny came to NYC for a trip, and so my mother and I went to lunch with them. Then my mom went to visit them in Toronto, not too long before she died, and they had a wonderful trip. This is the wedding of their son.
8/7/05
Praying over Mommy's grave
8/3/05
Tunisian Consul in Guayaquil, Ecuador
7/27/05
Elyes and Valentina dancing in Guayaquil
Abdelkerim, Cecilia and Valentina
Rosa and sisters, in Guayaquil
Rosa and mom

Rosa and her mom, in Guayaquil. I visited there for a week in late July. This was the evening of the party for her mom, to celebrate her 70th birthday. Rosa lives in Tunisia with her husband Abdelkerim, and it is at her house that my mom died last year. They also just lost their 22 year old son earlier this year.
7/12/05
Rafael
The friends at German B&B

This is our group...from left to right, starting on the bottom...Calvin, Gabriel peeking around, me, Evelyn and Rafael, Chris, Edel, then back row L to R, Dani, Val, and Sheila. The four women minus Dani hiked almost 4 hours to the B&B, and spent the night there. The rest joined us on Sunday, and then we all went to lunch in Valle de Angeles.
Dani at German B&B in El Rosario
7/11/05
Ambassador Palmer and 1st and 2nd tour officers
7/7/05
7/6/05
La Tigra view
La Tigra waterfall

The waterfall at the end of an almost three hour hike into La Tigra National Park. It is only 45 minutes from Tegucigalpa, and a gorgeous place for hiking. We took turns almost giving up, and my knees were killing me, but it was Andoni in the end who pushed us up to the last bit and it was worth it.
7/5/05
Nicaraguan chest
6/26/05
Fr. John David and Gary
Bob and Suzanne
6/23/05
Jocelyn and Monica

Monica & Jocelyn at my birthday dinner. Jocelyn and I went to college together, and although she traveled the world later, we kept running into each other. It turns out that she had married an Argentinian man, and I a Peruvian. We both learned Spanish fluently, and we both had sons born within months of each other. Renato and Ben were best friends for years, and still are good friends. Jocelyn, Cacho and Ben have been to visit us in both Tunisia and Honduras.
Birthday dinner group
6/18/05
Julio's cabin in West Virginia
The three girls camping

The three girls on the camping trip...Lien was adopted from Vietnam by Debby, Ana Beth was adopted from China by Chris (Renato's godfather) and Lita, and Sarah is the daughter of Jeff and Ylaska. Jeff is American, Ylaska is Honduran, and they lived across the street from us in Tegucigalpa. Sarah is a favorite friend of Renato and Andoni.
Ana Beth
Chris, Monica and Fred, reunited

Chris, Fred and I hung out as a trio in the year preceeding my meeting Guillermo. In fact, when I was on my 2nd date with Guillermo, and we were home watching a movie, Fred and Chris came over to "test" Guillermo to see if he was an appropriate man for me. He passed the test with flying colors, and 4 months later we were married. We now live in different parts of the country, and the world, but still keep in touch. We all lived at that time in the Saxony Cooperative in Adams Morgan.
Peter and Monica

Peter and Monica at our annual camping trip. Peter and I went to the same high school in NYC (Stuyvestant High School) and lived in the same building in Adams Morgan (the Saxony), and were on the board of the directors of the Saxony together. And then we started camping together. The next step is to start diving together! I'm working on it. Peter is the chef of the camping trips, but when he is not around, Chris or Rob take over. Peter is an artist when it comes to food!
6/7/05
Will and Monica at All Soul's picnic
5/27/05
Karen, David and the girls
5/26/05
David, Xiomara (Zee) and me
Deborah and Guillermo

Deborah and Guillermo at our 15th anniversary party. Deborah visited us in Tunisia, and bought this dress while there. She also visited us in Honduras. She dressed up, has been losing weight, and even had on new sandals and had a manicure for the occasion. She looks lovely. She is such a faithful friend. We used to be on the Saxony Cooperative Board of Directors together, when we lived in Adams Morgan, Washington.
Monica and Sharon
Mike Maxey and son
Fr. John David, Gary and Monica

Monica with Fr. John David and Gary, at a dinner we organized for our 15th wedding anniversary. I was in the DC area for training, and Guillermo joined me, so we got as many of our friends together to celebrate. That was the night that Fr. John David told us that they were probably leaving for a church in Chicago. Their last Sunday at All Soul's was the last Sunday in July.
5/22/05
Hiking trip to El Rosario
Dancing to Arabic music
Shisha party
5/21/05
5/17/05
Henry Mowatt & wife

Henry Mowatt, an ancestor of mine from New Brunswick, on my father's side of the family. I have spent many years doing genealogy research on my father's side of the family. I guess it's to make up for him having said I took strongly after the Latino side of the family!
The family plot in New Brunswick, Canada
Roman Dougga in Tunisia
5/14/05
Roger and Jennifer
Diane and Reid
5/12/05
Smoking shisha at Arabic night
5/11/05
Baby Nour in Tunis
5/8/05
The spectacular spider living in our backyard

A cool spider built its home in our backyard, and I tried to capture it's color and beauty on film, but couldn't figure out how to get the camera to focus on the spider. But this photo's not too bad. The spider is brown and tan and black and orange, and part of its web has white strands (lower right side of spider). It's about two 1/2 inches long, and just sits there, hopefully catching all the mosquitos.
The Three Musketeers

Brian, Renato and Chris, the newly discovered best friends, just as Brian is leaving the country.
5/6/05
Swati and Jose
4/13/05
4/12/05
Messy room before cleanup
4/10/05
Prado and her first tapestry made many years ago
3/27/05
Antique chest in Leon, Nicaragua
El Convento Hotel in Leon Nicaragua

Leon, Nicaragua, Hotel El Convento.
http://www.elconvento.com/
This first Carmelite Convent in the Americas housed nuns for 252 years. On December 9, 1903, the Archbishop of San Juan decided further repairs were too costly and the 9 remaining nuns and 2 novices moved a few days before Christmas.
Vacant for a decade, the church purchased the abandoned building from the Carmelite nuns in 1913 for $151. They rented it first as a retail store, then a dance hall. Then, for the next 40 years, it was a flophouse without running eater, sanitary facilities or electricity, just as in the 1600's. In 1953, the ruin became a parking lot for garbage trucks.
In 1959, under Operation Bootstrap, Robert Frederick Woolworth, heir to the Woolworth fortune, purchased the convent property from the Archdiocese of San Juan for $250,000 and transformed it into a deluxe hotel named El Convento. It would spur the development of business, tourism and employment in Old San Juan.
It took three years to convert the decayed structure to a hotel. Two floors were added to the original convent's three stories, creating 100 rooms, including 10 suites.
The interior designer accompanied by a photographer and Woolworth, journeyed everywhere in Spain to find furniture for the hotel. When he couldn't get authentic pieces from Spain's Golden Age he commissioned reproductions of enormous chandeliers, wrought-iron fixtures, and decorative tiles. All wood objects, furniture, louvered doors and overhead beams were handcrafted of walnut or mahogany. Lampshades were goatskins. Bedspreads and rugs were woven in Granada by gypsies.
No expense was spared, and it showed. The halls and galleries were filled with antiques: tapestries, paintings, shields and swords, carved chests. High-back chairs and settees were upholstered in satins and velvets. Guest rooms had canopied beds with elaborate headboards, beamed ceilings and window shutters.
By the end of 1970, the Woolworth family decided the hotel business was unprofitable and terminated the casino license. In 1971, they officially presented the hotel as a gift to the government in lieu of back taxes. The hotel was then government operated but it decided that professional management was preferable. No casino was in operation during this time.
It was operated by others for a couple of decades, and was recently redone and reopened in 1997 in its present state.
It is worth a visit for the food alone. The restaurant serves fabulous food, and the service is great.
The main room in El Convento Hotel, Leon, Nicaragua
3/26/05
A street in Leon, Nicaragua

A street in Leon, Nicaragua. The last time I was in Leon, 24 years ago, these streets were not looking this good. There were bullet holes outside most buildings, and some had been bombed out. Many houses have been fixed up since, but the city has the same lazy pleasant feel about it, and it's still as hot as it used to be!
Kelly and Renato at the Wind household in Managua
Julia and Andoni at the Wind residence in Managua
3/25/05
Procession in Leon during Semana Santa
The cabin at Monkey Hut in Laguna de Apoyo, Nicaragua
We stayed at a lovely hotel called Monkey Hut on the Laguna de Apoyo, a crater lake near Masaya, Nicaragua. The locale was lovely. This is the "hut" that's right down at the water's edge, newly built, where the Barretos stayed. It has one queen sized bed, and a full-sized futon, plus a mini-kitchen, large bathroom, and a wrap around porch.http://www.thebeardedmonkey.com/monkeyhut.htm
View from Monkey Hut lodge over the Laguna de Apoyo in Nicaragua
Monkey Hut lodge on Laguna de Apoyo, Nicaragua

Monkey Hut lodge, as viewed from below, coming up from the water. It has rooms on both levels, and the balcony on the 2nd floor over looks the lake, and has hammocks, tables, and is a big hangout area in the evenings.
Laguna de Apoyo is the result of a volcanic eruption that happened over 21 thousand years ago, and is considered the largest one to occur in Nicaragua over the last one hundred thousand years. It has a diameter of 6 kilometers and a depth estimated at 200 meters.
The name of the Laguna of Apoyo comes from the Dirian word for the flavor of its water, Alt- poyec, or salt water. The Spanish colonist Oviedo visited the lake in 1529 and indicated the salinity of its water, and according to his writings, there existed an "abundant fishing advantage in flavor and number compared to the fish of all the other lagoons".
The forest that surrounds Laguna de Apoyo is comprised of many precious trees that provide accommodations for the abundant natural fauna: howler monkeys, white-faced monkeys, armadillos, guatusas, raccoons, pizotes, deer, jaguars, magpies, zanates, golden orioles, saltapiñuelas, güises, chichiltotes, sensontles, guardabarrancos, among many others. The water of Laguna de Apoyo contains guapotes and the mojarra flecha, whose scientific name is cichlasoma zaliosum, a unique species in the world.
3/24/05
3/22/05
Scrabble night in Matagalpa, Nicaragua
Scrabble night in Selva Negra, near Matagalpa, NicaraguaScrabble night with the Barretos and Womacks. Selva Negra is a resort in the mountains above Matagalpa. The owners are of German descent, and we enjoyed our stay there. Again, the kids rode horses every day, we did a huge hike (where Ms. Julia, just 5, put us all to shame), and ate lots of good food.
http://www.selvanegra.com/
3/21/05
Renato horseback riding in Nicaragua
Guillermo on horseback...poor horse!
Flowers outside cabin near Esteli, Nicaragua
Our cabin the moutains above Esteli
3/20/05
Outhouse near Esteli, Nicaragua
3/14/05
Lia and Guillermo doing the bump at Brazilian night
Deborah Kapper at Brazilian night
3/13/05
Russ and Christina at Brazilian night
Evelyn and Edel at Brazilian night
2/27/05
Rudy in Utila
2/20/05
Amel & Phillipe, the newlyweds in Tunis
2/19/05
2/15/05
Sarah and Paul
2/13/05
Sami dancing

Sami, doing what he loved to do best...dance. Tragically Sami died at the beginning of Feb. 2005 in a car crash in Tunis, at the age of 22. He was the old son of Rosa, my best buddy. Rosa and Kerim are suffering tremendously, and I pray for them everyday. Sami was a good kid, and my mother used to love to dance with him.
2/12/05
Sami and Rosa
2/5/05
1/24/05
1/23/05
The Barreto boys wrestling
Andoni at Mary Tartaglia's house
1/21/05
Suntanned Sheila
1/20/05
Rafael six weeks old
1/19/05
1/18/05
1/15/05
1/14/05
1/12/05
Mexican fish pottery candle holder
Guatemalan Painting
The boys with Carlos and friend
Carlos at dinner table
1/11/05
Nassau palm tree
1/6/05
Honduran wooden closets
1/5/05
Barreto boys and the girl cousins
Renato and Andoni and the Cuernavaca cousins, Gaby, Monica and la Yoyo. Gaby's mom and Monica and Yoyo's mom are sisters, and I lived with their family when I was 13, 14 and 15, learning Spanish in Mexico. I spent three months out of each summer, and lived in Iguala, Guerrero, Mexico. Those were very formative experiences in my life, and I am very fond of that family as a result. Their dad, Alberto, is my mom's remaining brother, and Alberto's wife Lucina has been my mom's great friend since 1958. They are both still very distraught over the death of my mother this past March.
1/4/05
Tunisian furnishings in Honduran house

Our Tunisian marble table, and our Tunisian mirror. At the last minute, before we left Tunisia, we had two marble tables made. This is the larger one. The mirror was ordered by another American, and then never purchased, so we inherited it. The table is made from 7 different kinds of marble native to Tunisia, and the base and mirror were made by a friend.
Brothers on stairs in Tegucigalpa
Dani and a martini
Dani at her birthday martini party in Washington, DC. Dani lives here in Tegucigalpa, and is a favorite of ours at our dance parties. She's quite the dancer, as is Calvin, her partner in crime. She and I have the same style in dresses (sleeveless and simple), and in shoes (comfortable and sexy), and in hair (short and spiky).
Mommy's last 5 minutes.
Mommy, five minutes before her massive stroke. That was a Wednesday. We arrived in Tunis on Friday, and she died on Saturday, without ever gaining consciousness. Friends say she glowed her last few weeks, and was the happiest and most beautiful they had ever seen her. She made 5 trips to Tunisia in the two years we were there, and made the 6th one (this last trip) after we were gone. She loves Tunisia and our friends there, and was the happiest there, in the last two years of her life.
Mommy on her last night in Tunis
Layla, Mommy and Rosa
Dougga in the spring
Laura's lovely shot of ruins in Dougga, surrounded by wild flowers. She visted briefly from Algiers, to recover from a stressful life there.
Dougga is situated in the mountains inland of Tunisia, at about 550 metres above sea level, in an area that was densely populated by the Numidians, and the city served as one of the capitals of Massinissa, an Roman ally, and one of the contenders to Carthage. The location was ideal, as it was fairly close to the heartland of the Carthagian country, and with the fall of the fightings between Carthage and Numidia, Dougga was turned into a regional administrative centre, a role the city lost with the decline of the Roman empire, and today not many people live around here. There probably were less than 10,000 inhabitants at its height, and the city was deserted in the 5th century, and since then there have only been a village here.
The whole area is about 3 sq km, and among the most important ruins are the Capitol with a peristyle in very good condition. The theatre, not one of the biggest, is restored. The Libyco-Punic mausoleum to the south is one of very few ruins from the time before the Romans. It dates back to 3rd century BC.
Papito (aka The Rev. James Hazen Horner)
Papito (my dad) in his teens, growing up in Milltown, New Brunswick, Canada. He later joined the US Army, was stationed in Alaska, and eventually ended up studying to be an Episcopal priest in Chelsea in Manhattan. He met my mom there, and they married in 1959. They lived for a brief, unhappy period in Baltimore (where I was born in 1960), but they eventually moved back to NYC, where they lived happily ever after. They may have been born outside of the United States, but they loved the US, and especially New York City. They were energetically in love with the city, and in spite of my pleas, never agreed to come live with me in Washington, DC. Now I'm the owner of the apartment they left in NYC, so I guess I'm a New Yorker again, after all these years.
St. Guilhem le Desert, in Languedoc, in the south of France. The victim of the vandalism that was common at the beginning of the 19th century, fragments of the abbey are found scattered all over the region and even as far away as the Cloisters museum, north of New York City. Much reconstructed in the 20th century, the abbey today is the parish church of the small, picturesque village of Saint-Guilhem-le-Desert.
Saint Guilhem was the man who gave his name to the beautiful monastery in the Gellone valley, 30 kilometers northwest of Montpellier. Born sometime in the late 8th century, Guilhem was the grandson of Charles Martel, the Duke of Aquitane, and one of the Emperor Charlemagne's chosen knights. A devout Christian who ended his days (died 812 AD) in the monastery at Gellone, he endowed the abbey with a relic of the True Cross, given to him by Charlemagne. Left in possession of the remains of a man who had been so illustrious in his early life and so holy in his later years, and possessing this relic of the True Cross, the monastery soon prospered and became a popular place of pilgrimage in southern France.
Mommy in Toronto with the Marshalls
Renato and friend in Digby, Nova Scotia
Gabriel feeding Rafael
Lyes in MAÂMOURA, smoking chicha
Lyes smoking the chicha in Mamoura, the lovely house by the sea. The best time is in the winter, when no one is there, and you can walk the beaches without hassle.
This little resort on the Cap Bon sees many tourists in summer time, as the beach is as clean as it gets, and they are all Tunisians. Even if their preference of Maâmoura is that there are almost only Tunisians here, foreigners are most welcome.
El HAOUARIA, on Cap Bon. Renato jumping!
Renato jumping into the Med at El Haouaria, Cap Bon, Tunisia. That's Jocelyn in the water, keeping an eye on Renato and Ben. I'm sitting on the very sharp rocks that lead up to the water. I was too scared to jump into that crazy water!
El Haouaria is best known for the Roman quarries. When the Romans rebuilt Carthage as Roman city, much of the stone needed was taken out of the mountain close to El Haouaria, and the holes are now known as the Roman caves. El Haouaria has a couple of other attractions, very good beaches, an annual festival for falconry (mid-June), and there are even locally grown bananas here, overpriced, small and too sweet.














































































































































































































































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