The trip began at Tehran's new international airport, Imam Kohomeini, and the 1st leg ended at Charles de Gaulle, Paris. From there to Atlanta Hartsfield Jackson. The flight was booked through Air France, operated by Delta and total air hours, more than I can calculate. [It should be noted, I never did excel at math.]
Manijeh Kalantari is my Papa's Mama, my paternal grandmere. Here is her picture with the beautiful flowers that my maternal grandmere et grandpere sent Manijeh to welcome her to the USA.
Manijeh lives in Ahvaz, Iran as do Papa's brothers, sister, MamaJune, and his neices, nephews, cousins, uncles and aunts. In fact, my paternal family is quite large, a complete constrast to the petite family on Mama's side.
Manijeh likes me very much; she thinks I'm well-behaved and clever. I love Manijeh; when I'm with her I smile and wag. We are fortunate that Manijeh made the long trip to spend some time with us in Athens.
3 comments:
Dear Elle Lester
I am very happy to see your personal intersts in an public sphere such as weblog. you are a candid woman...
Also, I updated my blog with a new article: Analyzing the Darfurian Conflict
Good Luck
Sobhan
I have to remember that the post is by Mercury. For a moment I thought Manijeh was your father's mother. I've got to keep it straight. Hope you are doing well. Your house is on my running loop. I gander as I plod along. As you know, I'll stop by with an additional visitor next time. Best, Tom
Dear Lester
Are you left your blog, forever?
There are 77 days after your last content: Manijeh Arrives...
What is new news from your dogs?
I still wait for your hopeful sentences?
Also, I updated my blog with a new abstract: The Transition of Iranian Sexuality Paradigm
http://sobhanrezaee.blogspot.com/
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