I can 100 percent say I’ve recovered from jet lag. Actually I only felt it for a day or two, but staying up past midnight getting caught up on TV shows, posting on blogs and reading about what was going on in the NFL didn’t help. We took so many pictures and shot so much video that I’m still formatting them to be posted. But I’ve been blogging about the Dubai trip on another blog I set up for when we travel.
Already we’re planning another trip in a couple of months. There’s some logistics to work out, but we should be headed to Eastern Europe around Memorial Day. And the plan is to finally make it to Kenya so I can meet her parents, her people, and practice the dozen or so Swahili words I’ve learned in my quest to one day be fluent in it.
But you can visit Passport of David Gaines for a list of those posts and “like” the Facebook page to read about our future endeavors crisscrossing the globe.



Growing up a military brat, it was common for us to move every so often. My first few years of life, before I could sort my experiences away as recallable memories, were spent in Korea, where I was born; Ft. Meade, MD, just outside of Baltimore; and the New Jersey area where my family lives. My first memory of life was while living near Stuttgart, Germany, and I didn’t even realize I wasn’t in the United States.
When Najwa was 3 months old 
For Valentine’s weekend, the ladies and I went to Philadelphia to visit the city of brotherly love. We checked out the LOVE sculpture seen over and over in movies based in Philly. We visited the Liberty Bell, which was smaller than I was expecting, Independence Hall 
Whenever I’m in New York, I feel compelled to run around the city, without a map, snapping pictures of whatever gets in my way. Everywhere you look, there’s a photo op. From the architecture and monuments, landmarks and historical buildings to the local art, the neighborhood hangouts and just about everything else in between.
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If you’re planning a vacation anytime soon 
