<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div>I listen to Jaclyn who has researched the area we’re about to enter.  I draw upon an old memory.<strong>“I knew a young woman photographer who went ‘east’ fully intending to set her anchor down there.  She returned after giving it a try—way too constrained for women.  I can’t remember where she was exactly.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“I understand not drawing attention nor being insulting, but I am certain western women are not unfamiliar.”</strong>This is a time for quietness and I honor that.<br/><br/>Later, I chuckle.<strong>“There is something to be said for me being with you.  No matter what I dress in, it will draw attention—large man in whatever African wear or classic safari.  <em>Hee-hee!</em>.  This ‘classic’ idea—not from the jeans company, some other true classic?”</strong><br/>