After my divorce, Kiki and I continued to travel throughout the USA as well as elsewhere in the world.

Our favorite spot before the divorce was New York, where we would stay at the YMCA. New York remains one of our favorite places, although now we usually go just for the day since hotels are very expensive there. I think we've gone to all of the museums at least once. And always we have lobster at the Red Lobster restaurant just below Times Square. Of course, Times Square itself is always a destination, as well as Bryant Park behind the library. Once, we went up the Hudson to Cold Spring and stayed in the old hotel opposite Storm King Mountain. Our only other USA trip prior to the divorce was down to an anti-war demonstration in New York back in 2003 when Lindsay was away for a week and Kiki came and stayed in the Victorian cottages between Madison and Westbrook.

An especially good trip was in the spring of 2013 when we went rented a car and drove through the Deep South: Louisiana, Mississippi, Tennessee, Arkansas, Missouri and Oklahoma. We started with New Orleans, looking for jazz and blues, which we found in many forms on Bourbon Street. Kiki also went through the museum of voodoo which she found very interesting. We timed the visit for the semifinals of the Women's college basketball championship where our favorite team, UConn (University of Connecticut) was playing. We watched them win the semifinal game and the next night watched their finals victory on TV in a bar serving crayfish. By the way, this year (2015) we also went to see the UConn girls play on their way to another national championship; this time in the lead up series which was held in Albany. In the countryside near New Orleans we visited a restored plantation, being very impressed by the slave quarters and the stories about them, and we went on a boat trip in the bayous with lots of alligators and vultures, as well as big fishing birds and a raccoon.

The two pictures here come from our trip to Neosho where I grew up. One is part of the beautiful extensive mural in the courthouse, showing the big sprig in the park in the center of town and the Big Spring Inn that used to straddle the stream that came out from the spring. It was a special treat once a year for our family to eat at the Inn. In the photo, however, there is no Inn, as it burned down many years ago. On our way to Neosho we went to Memphis and spent a wonderful afternoon on Beale Street listening to blues music, and another day at the National Civil Rights Museum across from the Lorraine Motel where King was assassinated. I was impressed by the exhibits giving details of the government plot that killed him, even though it was never accepted in court. And on our way back to New Orleans we went through Oklahoma, including the museum for the Trail of Tears of the Cherokee Indians. We spent one night at the Inn in Beaver Bend Park where my family went when I was five years old.

We took trips to California in 2010 and 2014. The first was when I received an award from the American Psychological Association in San Diego. We stayed there on the beach, and then went to Sequoia Park, Joshua Tree Park and the Baghdad Cafe on Route 66. The second was with Armand and we went from and back to Las Vegas (one night in Vegas was enough!). We went again to Sequoia and the Baghdad Cafe, but also to the Grand Canyon and Yosemite where this picture was taken. We saw lots of wild life: deer, bears, an eagle, etc. and visited a ranch to show Armand. I was especially impressed by the sequoias and made them a theme of my new book Embrace the Fire: Cultivating a culture of peace. After leaving the Grand Canyon, we took the old Route 66, including a stop up in the mountains at the old reconstructed mining town of Oatman to give a flavor of the Old West.

We took two trips over the years to see the folks doing culture of peace in Hamilton, Ontario. The first time we also drove up North in Ontario to an Indian shop and stayed over in a lodge where we could canoe on the lake with the fall colors of the leaves. The second time we drove up by way of Niagara, went to the Six Nations Indian reservation west of Hamilton, as well as a stopover in Montreal and Lake George on the way back.

Another fine trip was up to Maine where we stayed in my sister's cabin and took a boat trip to see the whales. On the way back we visited my childhood friend Wayne Myers who has a little farm.

In the fall of 2022, traveling again with Armand, we went to the States to take part in the memorial service for my sister Connie, who passed away in July. I had gone in July to share her last days in the hospital with our brother Jim. The service brought family and friends together and was the occasion for moving testimonies by Jim, my niece Annie, my nephew Steven and myself. The voyage also included visits to Niagara Falls, with Eshagh and Rosie in Vermont and with many friends in New Haven.