DAILY PHOTO: Come to my Troll-free Under-the-Bridge Emporium

Taken in the Summer of 2008 in Tokyo.

Taken in the Summer of 2008 in Tokyo.

DAILY PHOTO: Row! Row! Row! Your Boat

Taken in October of 2012 in Chiang Mai, Thailand

Taken in October of 2012 in Chiang Mai, Thailand

DAILY PHOTO: The Path to Titicaca

Taken July of 2010 on Amantani Island in Peru

Taken July of 2010 on Amantani Island in Peru

DAILY PHOTO: Just Park Your Lorry in the Ship

Taken in the summer of 2011 in Helsinki

Taken in the summer of 2011 in Helsinki

DAILY PHOTO: Eight-Legged Freak

Taken June 8, 2013 in Little Mulberry Park (Dacula, GA)

Taken June 8, 2013 in Little Mulberry Park (Dacula, GA)

DAILY PHOTO: Thistle Flowers are the Bee’s Knees

Taken June 8, 2013 in Little Mulberry Park (Dacula, GA)

Taken June 8, 2013 in Little Mulberry Park (Dacula, GA)

DAILY PHOTO: Dining in the Forbidden City

Taken in the summer of 2008 in the Forbidden City (Beijing, China)

Taken in the summer of 2008 in the Forbidden City (Beijing, China)

If you were a concubine in Imperial China, this is the kind of room in which you might take your meals.

DAILY PHOTO: Artifacts of Torture

Taken in October of 2012 at Tuol Sleng.

Taken in October of 2012 at Tuol Sleng in Phnom Penh.

The artworks high in the frame demonstrate how the otherwise nondescript implements of torture were used. These were a couple of the more disturbing exhibits at Tuol Sleng Museum. Tuol Sleng was a school that the Khmer Rouge pressed into use as a prison and center of torture.

DAILY PHOTO: Chichen Itza Wall Carvings

Taken in the Summer of 2009

Taken in the Summer of 2009

DAILY PHOTO: Munition Storage Area at RAF Woodbridge

Taken in 1988 or 1989 at RAF Woodbridge.

Taken in 1988 or 1989 at RAF Woodbridge.

This is the Non-Nuclear Munition Storage Area at RAF Woodbridge. Those berms are the backside of storage bunkers where munitions were stored. Apparently, long before I was stationed here, they had had a small tactical nuclear storage area whose boundaries (not shown) were easily discernible in my time by the decaying remnants of  doubled fences, razor wire, a concrete guard bunker, and a tower.

Anyway, it was a source of great hilarity / headache that the local anti-nuclear groups refused to believe nuclear weapons were no longer present. They would occasionally try to break in to show that security was inadequate for (the non-existent) nuclear weapons. Occasionally, they would succeed–because there weren’t nuclear weapons  and so one airman–often on foot–provided security for the whole area, and nothing was line of sight because of the ubiquitous berms. It would take either a long time or a lot of noise to  bust into one of the bunkers and one would probably gain access to nothing more than small arms ammo or bomblets for A-10s. So the security risk was not particularly great (compared to tactical nuke storage.)

I preferred the “ghost hunters” that regularly came around over the anti-nuclear crowd, the former were a little more willing to accept evidence than the latter.