The Romans did well by Pamukkale but Nature, with a wealth of calcium drawn from the waters of a hot stream bubbling to the surface high above the Meander River, did better.
For the Hundred Men the dwindling supplies of wartime meant tight belts and short rations. For Steve Furman it meant a farm, a ranch and a cattle drive to scare the chaps off a Texas cowhand.
It was all very confusing. The man looked like Clark Kent but was called Nabil Fawzi . . .and the man vaulting over Metropolis looked like Superman but seemed to be speaking Arabic.
Forty years ago Father Abd al-Masih walked from Ethiopia to Egypt—a journey of 1,500 miles—to become a monk. But even that, he found, was not enough.
As an artist David Roberts was a photographer without a camera, a man whose romantic, yet fantastically accurate drawings of the Middle East have rarely been equaled and never excelled.
A Note on Lithography