<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>In no time flat we’re in cab heading on a true safari—getting to know the area.<br/><br/><strong>“Alghandi, call me Peter if you would.  I’ve got a ne’er-do-well brother who tells everyone he has a ne’er-do-well brother.  How many brothers and sisters for you?”</strong><br/><br/>I look out the window.  I point to a building, saying to Jaclyn—<strong>“Those skyscrapers gleam in the sun, wonder if they plan that.  Quite impressive.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“A gleaming city it is Alghandi!  A gem for your country.”</strong><br/>