Blowing just outside the Devils Triangle is Tropical Storm Vince, the twentieth named storm of the 2005 Hurricane Season. What an unlikely place for the formation of a tropical storm indeed? It is puzzling that Vince formed here. Just recently a tropical depression was forming between Cuba and the Yucatan Pennisula, but did not reach tropical storm status as expected. Instead the next Tropical Storm decides to form 350 miles South East of Bermuda, so it will become Tropical Storm Vince, as it is now 515 miles East and South if Azores and cruising Northeast at about 5 mph. Vince has patients doesn?t he?

Winds of Hurricane force could be in Tropical Storm Vince?s future. Some conspiracy theorists are already calling Hurricane Vince a product of mankind?s making. They say that the United States Military used airborne lasers to start the Tropical Depression turning by heating up the water with the airborne laser and chafe, little metallic foil to heat up the surrounding air. Of course these same conspiracy theorists say that the United States caused the Earthquake in Pakistan using sonic and electromagnetic energy?

Whatever is the case, Mother Nature will take Tropical Vince from here and do her will with him. Tropical Storm Vince is headed for cooler waters, but could grow strong enough to plot a course towards the US East Coast Shoreline. And when we say cooler waters, we mean surface temperatures still well into the 80?s so they are not that cool. While the forecasters argue over Hurricane Vince?s path or even if he will make Hurricane Status, w

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Oh God! Don’t say it…those five little words that make you want to drop dead…right there on the spot, “We can still be friends.” Is there a way out of this Bermuda Love Triangle? You don’t want to be friends and watch him go off with some other woman…Do you? Well, maybe you do…Huh? If you ever want to get him back, you want to remain friends, until you can say “It’s time to get my ex boyfriend back.”

What’s The Alternative?

OK…you do not want to be friends, so then what? Do you think you will have a good chance at reconciliation, if you become his enemy? Not anytime soon I am afraid, so with that being said…you want to stay friends with your ex. Oh, I don’t know if I can do that (be just friends with my ex)…well, you’re going to have to, to stay in the game…just tell yourself, “This is what I must do, to win back my ex boyfriend.”

What If He Starts Dating?

Before you go off screaming and hide in your closet…listen to me, dates don’t mean anything. If he still wants to be your friend, he secretly stills wants to be more than “friends,” he just needs more time to realize it, or maybe he is trying to make you jealous, and beg him not to date. That would be a great ego stroke; wouldn’t it?

What if…just, what if…you did not over react? Whoa! He might think that you are starting to move on…get the picture? All of a sudden the let’s be “friends” thing is s

Just In Case

Now, I said this was a good strategy…not an easy one, so here are some tips to help you along the way, if things start to get rough for you. You know, you’re having trouble keeping up your end of the “just friends” arrangement. Stop and think before you say anything…Are you over reacting? if so…then maybe you should hideout for a while.

Tell him you need some time to work on something, or make plans with your friends to take your mind off the situation. You can also find a lot of great books on self help, and emotional control at your local library. This will work, and you can do this, if you are willing to work at it. When things start to get tough, just ask yourself…”How bad do I want my ex boyfriend back?” Then pull yourself together and stay in the fight.

That’s Just Plain Crazy!

Why would anyone do this? I mean do you really think by randomly getting advice from friends, family and co-workers that you are going to succeed? You need a plan, a plan that works, and you need it now. What? You do not have a plan?

If you do not have a good plan…I do, and it works…just take a look at my success stories page. I will be happy to help you, and to guide you, if you are willing to work with me and the plan. Just get the “best plan” out there, and get your ex boyfriend back. Do It Today! Learn from your mistakes, before you make them….and someone else takes your place.

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What Basilicata Kept Hidden

My journey led me straight into the depths of the Italian south. It hadn’t demonstrated an ordinary south, but one quite similar to a Bermuda triangle where everything usual, anything expected was not present. There I was surrounded by a certain Lucanian peace, a place deprived of humans, deprived of knowing, and yet I didn’t foresee this place being the master of secrets, but they were there; stuck in rocks, plastered up within churches and painted as decorations on cave walls—I did not know that this empty land was festering deep within its foundations. Somewhere at one time, this private world was vibrating like a full moon, whose existence was left absent from the apparent surface.

I‘d found my way into the land of Lucania.

I had arrived after a

After a rather short trip from Rome (of about 2 hours and 45 minutes- though traffic was minimal) we had made it all the way the land of marvels. Our program was devised for two days– knowing travelers from all over Italy would be returning home from vacation during this time, so we planned on racing back to Rome in order to miss the jam. I was traveling with a native Lucanian, a man related to the history of Acerenza, whose building was located in the plaza dedicated to his name; Plaza Glinni.

We were now in a province of Potenza. I wasn’t used to seeing panoramic views without houses, without movement and full of freshly cut wheat fields.

We climbed upwards; the height extenuated the panorama—it also enriched the town of

It was my first time to taste Lucanian fried peppers. In the month of August and September resident’s windows and doorways are decorated with red dangling pods of peppers drying in mid-air. Plates are garnished with them after they’ve been fried for a mere few minutes, if fried a smidgeon too long; they are ruined. We ate them aside a potato specialty—fantastic. The next morning was bright and peaceful and we headed out for the day around 10 o’clock a.m.

We set out in exploration of the Vaglio area, we’d just become explorers. I was accompanied by a few local experts to a few Lucanian museums, and there I was introduced to the excavated treasures of the Lucanian people (who lived in this neck of the woods around 500 B.C.).

Helmets, spears and dolls were arranged neatly, but many of the original artifacts were placed behind glass cubicles. Greek influenced vases and jewelries—were hung or arranged accordingly and a recreated home scene was open for all to absorb and assimilate. These excavated treasures were well-preserved for 2,500 years; I’d imagined that, it was true! The one thing that impressioned me the most, was discovering this cracked light-brown vase. It was used in holding the dead bodies of infants; it was their casket so-to-speak, and they were buried in them.

As the others walked around, I continued to be swallowed up by my imagination, and there I was recreating the varies scenes of how life was when the Lucanians were flesh and bone. I was mesmerized by their ingenious possessions.

Outside the heat was smothering. Every living creature which wiggled or walked was affected by the weather. This weather was a fluke; they said it was the hottest and driest summer in some 30 years or so.

We continued and visited the historical villages where we believe the Templars had lived or were once present. We glanced down at every nook and stopped to stare at 90% of everything; family crest carvings, carvings of saints, hanging peppers, window boxes, and especially the microscopic alleyways. It was difficult to maneuver through them, even if you weren’t in a hurry. One of the residents explained to me that the walkways were made so tight in order to impedit the medieval armies from entering so easily. It was easier to bonk them on the head if they came through one by one. The time-worn family crests were difficult to read and much too consumed to be able to make out the symbols or the name of the family.

They explained later that almost all of the towns in medieval times were walled up, and had positioned two main entrances one on each opposite end of the village.

After lunch we traveled on to visit “a ghost town” of the ancient people of “Serra di Vaglio” which was a hike up a Lucanian mountain hill in a Naturalistic Archeological Park. We went on foot past the blackberry fields and past the springs, eating and drinking as we did. We were rushed back in time to the 6th century B.C.

This ancient village was once walled up by huge square boulders which created a protective wall for their kingdom and is presently being recreated and reassembled as it once existed.

Here, the walls and parts of foundations to ancient homes were resting in the sun, undisturbed by human life.

Many tracks of this village’s population were lost, making it abstruse and troublesome for anyone to reconstruct a history, but few things did remain; an inscription on a stone, bones of children and men still intact in tombs, and triangular cooked clays which were used to construct weaving machines to make garments. A Lucanian home had been replicated to give the real feel of these ancient houses and the way people once dwelt. Inside we found cool air, and walls made from a mixture of straw “paglia” and cement, which relieved them from the heat of the smoldering sun.

The following day was spent traveling from one town to the next, which were all within close proximity.

We visited the village of Melfi northwest of Acerenza. This is the home to one of the most amazing grottos uncovered to date; the Crypt of Saint Margaret.

Mayor Michelangelo Le Vite explained that this cave was used by monks and once by farmers to stash away pigs. Out of poverty and desperation, not a soul was interested in the ancient frescoes on those walls. These frescoes could have strengthened the truth about their own town’s history, even of history itself. Many told stories of saints, revealing the tragic ends of their lives. And some frescoes pointed out the presences of the Templar knights, by way of; symbols, signatures and styles. I understood how differently they related to life, and somehow couldn’t help but think, that they may have been much closer to the truth then we are. One depicted three noble figures dressed in their hunting clothes, accompanied (on the fresco) by two dancing skeletons. Life and death was combined, not feared.

There was also something quite obvious; every single person painted on those crumbling walls was blond or red headed; not a single one a brunette. It was not only the hair, but the facial features that seemed to be misplaced. They weren’t people of a southern Mediterranean origin; their faces were long and pointed, yet, they were a part of its territory; these were certainly a people from northern Europe—Normans?

A short passage to the church of San Biagio reflected a continued military-Templar presence. The odd part was that as much as theses places were similar, they possessed symbols that came from left field, as though thrown in on a whim. San Biagio church was odd in this way, not only, it was masked up (like many of the others)—(like the symbols and ancient expressions hidden in caves). Frescoes were plastered up behind false walls and cheap tasteless flooring covered the original in San Biagio Church. Maybe they never intended on having someone construct a puzzle from the pieces, and somehow I think they may have been excessively ignorant at the time.

San Biagio now has exposing holes in its cheap yellow plaster, and what did we find behind them? I saw the vague image of familiar colors; it then hit me; the colors, the style, the time period was the same—the same as the others we saw in Melfi. There was an entire wall placed over an obvious cupped out part that is now exposed—someone had smashed a hole in it. I wondered why they hid other rooms and sections in this church. The original flooring is three feet underneath the present one. And what’s even odder is the sign in the front of the church stating that the church was built in the 17th century. Glancing back at the fresco hidden behind plaster, I couldn’t envision it being built in the 17th century. The frescoes were created from the 12th or 13th century. I cannot fathom why they’d claim such nonsense, and make such an error in the date, an error of four or five centuries! It’s clear they’ve investigated; I witnessed the holes in the floor and walls. Therefore, the churches hidden parts proved a much older history, so why didn’t they change the date on the sign? The further oddities of this church are the two identical altars that face one another. This is not acceptable by Christian standards as far as I know, yet it was left in this same “eroded” state. They may have been divided at one time, because I saw large stones laid from wall to wall in the flooring which formed a wide line. This could have indicated the presence of a former structure like a wall, which could have separated the altars. It’s even stranger that they took it down, which meant now the altars would stand face to face.

We traveled back to Acerenza to investigate its cathedral, the one we had almost made famous (if only the residents would believe us).

This cathedral struck me as a castle towering over the village, or better, a church-castle, with double functions. It could have been a fort made to take on a church appearance, used for protection, or for storing valuables. Or it could have been used as a church for spiritual reasons and protection, or as a cover up for being a castle. At this point many angels are sitting on our shoulders telling us different things. There’s a complete hallway shaped into the letter C which wraps around behind the altar, a hallway around 15 feet in width and a 30 foot ceiling.

It’s here in this hallway where I was introduced to Saint Canione or rather, his “Shepard’s staff.” Underneath his statue lay a stone-carved casket with a small window, that you could peep through and partially see the tip of a cane. I saw the bottom half of this wooden stick, it was the color of a light-stained bamboo. The young Italian woman of Norman ancestry explained to me that this stick moved on its own. Moved? It rolled back and forth by itself—moving closer to the tiny window even enough to touch it, and then back again. Some people had seen this happen, while others witnessed its location change when they returned some five minutes later. Not a soul was present when it happened, and it couldn’t have been moved by an outsider–it was glassed in.

If it wasn’t for the arranged private tour, I would have sat there until; I myself saw this stick move.

The same C hallway symmetrically wraps around a tomb in the crypt downstairs. It’s directly under the other one, only smaller in size. This miniature C hallway tunnels around that tomb, only that now, it’s a solid hallway. It had been walled up by someone in the 16th century. The thought occurred that someone may have desperately needed to hide something of value here, or had stashed something during a time of invasion, but it’s never been reopened since.

There was no hiding of their strange pagan carvings in the cathedral, many of which were carved into the lower halves of columns in the crypt. To this day not one person has noticed nor questioned this opposition to the Catholic faith. They still hold masses there regularly; these faithful haven’t yet realized they praise God upstairs and down below pagan creatures lurk on dark stones. A skull and bones represented one of these I have been told that this was normal, and used in the Catholic Church to represent death, but this is the only oddity that I’ve been able to justify.

When we came to the grotto of Saint Margaret our trip to Oppido, I realized that this grotto was a “church-grotto.”

We had just walked into another peculiar church. Similar frescoes waited behind bars still intact on the cold walls. There they stared back at us, as we marveled in their antiquity. The unusual circumstance cut our visit to a short; millions of gnats were using the frescoed walls as a refuge from the scorching August heat. The frescoes literally turned black in spots and as we stayed looking and shooing them away, we only found that our noses were engulfed with black critters, just then, we made our minds up to flee! Meanwhile, I walked out to have a look at the attached grotto while Rafaello fought the gnat clusters, struggling hard to lock the doors. I had this burning desire to fall on my knees and start digging into the soil with my bare hands— I had just wanted dig and dig, my curiosity was killing me. We could unravel more truth and discover what was underneath the first floor of that solitary structure. I stood in the cove of two rounded circular patterns; it was as if the ceiling itself possessed two huge bulging eyes. There was an entrance as a hole in the ground to the right, and surely with stairs now covered up, this meant there were other levels beneath this ground. These places desperately need to be excavated.

The entire area of Potenza was strategized into perfect escape routes, fortresses, underground residences and passages, yearning to be tampered with. I’d love to expose these, for the beginnings of a marvelous discovery.

Clues of a mysterious population came with the wind, delivering these–free of charge. A Knowledge was harboring in these areas, and we were trying to detect it. One thing is for sure; they were a secretive people. Clues were readily available as we passed by doors; some doorways had carvings around them of the saints we found inside these mysterious grottos. We descended through tight alleyways; and were standing on a mysterious clue, well I was–a piece was resting under my foot. I bent down to pick up a triangular shape, which was a thick layer of cooked clay painted on one side; a plate from a medieval time, no longer of use. But yet it sat there in obvious view, undisturbed in this place where no one crosses anymore.

The story we are working to piece together is a combined mish-mash of tiny towns within the Potenza province in the region of Lucania-Basilicata, and each one began to take on a similarity with another. We trespassed across one town and snuck into another and I sensed their uniqueness and individuality right away; each was different, yet confessed their correlations. The towns could be described as strangenesses of tastes, symbols, and hidden grottoes baring cousin decors of the same period in time.

The Lucanian people maintain an indifference to these 900 year old frescoes— which give pigment to the neglected caverns. Out of ignorance, farmers made use of them for housing pigs and livestock, burning fires inside them for warmth, and ruining vital evidence to a medieval people’s existence during the 12th and 13th centuries.

Even during my journey in Lucania, priests made jokes about Templar talk; “No, there were never any Templars here; (chuckling) maybe they crossed Acerenza’s path once.”

“Ah, come on, this guy knows all there is to know about Acerenza’s history (priest looking at the guy to his right) and he says it’s never been trampled on by one Templar boot.”

This was spoken to me as I sat next to this priest on a bench; we were facing the Acerenza Cathedral–whose wall was slashed with a Templar cross. Either they do know something about the Templar’s history in Acerenza and are reluctant to talk about it; or they are cunning like their ancestors, who masterfully side-stepped the facts and presented them as “unimportant,” or they are plain blinded to the obvious clues sitting right in front of them. For people that were known to pass on news like gossiping gazettes– this topic strangely ever made it past a joke. Their deeds of honor were done; they hushed it up and left it for—forgotten once again.

We walked on, and images began to click into sequence. The grottos were set away in solitary spots, frescoes positioned and styled by the same hands—the same imaginations (the time period locked into the 12th century for the most part), odd statues were found all over the place that somehow were surely connected. Pagan symbols were outrightly noticeable by eyes that can “see” them.

This concludes my first journey into the Lucanian territory. I imagine if we’d spent more time there, like a month or more, we could have unraveled more of the “unexposed” which awaits down beneath. We hope one day to link together many of the coincidences–besides the oddities that have nothing in common whatsoever. We hope to tie them all together, and create a legit story, consistent and complete.

This trip was meant for gathering useful information that we can record, to help our story grow. The experience assisted me with understanding, and each time (so they tell me) they are presented something new. This time that something new was a baphomet. In a cemetery set near Serra di Vaglio the baphomet of St. Bernard was found (the town of the ancient Lucanian village) and in my opinion and Raphael’s the other (of the strangest findings) was the figure of a Martian found in the Melfi Castle’s museum. It was a figure whose image we had to battle over to take, and difficult to persuade the employees. A Lucanian Martian stood behind glass. This Martian we saw was crafted more than 2,500 years ago, how is this possible? Maybe Martians are not relatively new after all. Mystery after mystery, Basilicata never lets its visitors down; it always has another story to share. It probably always will have more to tell.

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What happens in the Bermuda Triangle? No one has managed to find a plausible explanation for the mysterious accidents that seem to occur there.

The mystery surrounding the Bermuda Triangle has fed a lot of imaginary tales, and even blockbusters, but the real reasons beyond the disappearances have yet to be revealed.

Location

The Bermuda Triangle represents an area of 500,000 square miles of Atlantic Ocean, with its apexes in Florida, San Juan, Miami and Puerto Rico. Because many shipwrecks occurred in that part of the world, rumors say that there the compass shows the actual North instead of the magnetic North. The term Bermuda Triangle was coined by Vincent H. Gaddis, which wrote about it in a magazine, back in 1964.

The Mystery

The area became famous due to an unexplainable event that took place in 1945. During that year, five Avengers that took off from a navy base, and then disappeared without a trace in the Bermuda Triangle.

This was not the first accident, whatsoever, related to the location of the Bermuda Triangle. In 1872, the ship Mary Celeste appeared with no man on board. Despite the fact that the ship was abandoned on the coast of Portugal, the rumors said it had to do with the mysterious area from the Atlantic Ocean.

Strange sounds were heard, and strange lights were seen by different individuals along their journeys. The Sargasso Sea, which is an area in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, was remembered by Christopher Columbus in his diary. He mentioned that his compass was not working as it should

Another disappearance occurred in 1918, when USS Cyclops set sailed from Barbados to Brazil, but never reached its destination.

A plane disappeared in 1948. The pilot asked for directions to land when approaching Miami, but that was his last transmission. No one discovered what happened to the plane.

The same year and the next year, two other planes disappeared without a trace, and no reason for possible accidents were ever reported.

In 1963, the SS Marine Sulphur Queen, which had to head for Virginia, also vanished. Only one life jacket was found in the first place, then the search team identified other items that could belong to the ship. It is believed that a leakage of sulphur was responsible for the deaths.

A yacht called Connemara IV also appeared without its crew, giving birth to more rumors. Even if hurricanes were spotted in the area, there were no chances that they affected the yacht.

Other Theories

The most cherished idea for explaining the mystery surrounding the Bermuda Triangle was related to extraterrestrial creatures. Some claimed that UFOs were seen in the area, others said that the area was haunted. Other theories were linked with unverified claims which included time warping, an idea that suggested that the missing people are still alive, but in other time. The lost city of Atlantis was also linked to the Bermuda Triangle.

What science has to say

Not just ordinary people, but scientists, as well, tried to find an explanation for the events taking place in the aforementioned area. Some particularities of the area are believed to have something to do. As researchers at the Cardiff University had shown, methane gas is largely present on the sea floor, gas which is produced by the dead bodies of ocean creatures. Some eruptions of methane are possible, which can be the cause of accidents. As planes can catch fire due to such unpredictable explosions, this could be the right explanation.

The weather inside the Bermuda Triangle is very unpredictable. A waterspout can be caused without warning, which can drag a ship to ocean floor in a very short time. Seismic activity is also reported for the location. Very deep trenches exist in this regions, and they can be the place where all the ships and planes were dragged by sudden climate changes. Huge waves can be provoked by underwater earthquakes, and they cannot be predicted on a calm sea.

Magnetic differences are also associated with this region. There is truth to the claim that the compass shows other values instead of normal ones when used in these waters.

The waters were also populated in the past with pirates or, during wars, by enemy ships that had all the reasons to drawn other ships, and leave nothing behind.

No matter how scientists try to explain what is happening in the Bermuda Triangle, people still seem to prefer the mystery.

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As a globetrotter, I am particular about places that I want to go. I want to visit those with mysteries that surround them. Several examples would be the Bermuda Triangle, yeti, Atlantis, Shang-RiLa; name it, and for sure, I’ll have it in my list of places to go.

But I have been meaning to go to Bermuda. Personally, it makes me thirst for more adventure. But a Bermuda vacation is something that would really cost a lot, for not only does the mystery attract the tourists but also the beautiful paradise that Bermuda is.

Bermuda is located in the North Atlantic Ocean off the east coast of the United States. There have been offers to cruise Bermuda, or a dinner cruise together with a Bermuda travel package, but I still prefer an unassisted and a more personalized itinerary. The thrill in my so-called expeditions is mostly because I prefer to discover things on my own; without assistance and with surprises in store for me that might lead to adventures.

What intrigues me most about the Bermuda archipelago is the mystery of Atlantis. The lost civilization is considered as one of the world’s greatest mysteries, for it still is clouded with secrecy. The existence of the said civilization or continent raised questions all throughout history. Possessing such power and advancement in the field of technology should have made them untouchable, making the disappearance from the face of the earth one question that millions have tried answering in the centuries that passed.

The place where Atlantis was believed to have sunk is known as the Berm

Legends such as the Bermuda Triangle and Atlantis have been very popular in the years passed because there have been evidences that were unraveled to support the theories. Artifacts proving the existence of Atlantis and the long list of lost ships and aircrafts that were said to have passed through the controversial triangle are just a few. It is also believed that there was a certain cultural minority near the areas where Atlantis was said to be located that looked to be survivors of a lost race.

It will still take years before we all unravel the mystery that hides itself under two famous names: Atlantis and the Bermuda Triangle. But still, I am thankful, for one can surely enjoy discoveries of new knowledge and if lucky, new links to the lost civilization. It is not everyday that you get a chance to go to a place that is the site of a once leading culture.

Who knows, you might discover the best discount; Bermuda cruise with an added bonus. Atlantis itself.

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People baptized the Bermuda triangle as the Devil’s triangle, due to the strange events that seem to take place in that area, that involved disappearing of many ships and planes.

About 50 ships and 20 aircrafts have disappeared in the area located off the southeastern Atlantic shore, only during the last one hundred years, and no one could offer any sound explanation.

The triangle sets imaginary lines between Bermuda, Miami and San Juan, in Puerto Rico, and it was named the Bermuda triangle by Vincent H. Gaddis.

Even if sound explanations were not given or believed, some have tried to think about them.

Stories say that Christopher Columbus was the first to see what the Bermuda triangle could do. During his journeys in the area, he saw his compass pointing towards true north, instead of magnetic north. Such a difference is called compass variation, and, when not compensated, can stray a ship’s course.

The storms caused by turbulent weather, due, in part, to the Gulf Stream, may also be part of the explanation.

Flight 19 was meant to be the one that made the Bermuda triangle as famous as it is today. The disappearance of five Avenger bombers that left Fort Lauderdale with the mission to practice bombarding in the Bermuda triangle area traveled all over the world and it was forever associated with the mysteries that this triangle holds. 14 men were on those bombers and they all disappeared without a trace. What history tells us is that they were to follow a triangular route and then they should have returned t

It was the one event that triggered what was to become the Bermuda triangle phenomenon. People now see it as a place where aircrafts and ships disappear without a trace, a place where, if one begins a journey, they will never reach the end.

Many incidents that included disappearance of ships and planes took place not necessarily inside the Bermuda triangle, but more often, in the neighborhood, which gave much food for thought to those believing that, in that area, the ocean has mystique powers that allows it to suck everything in, carrying it away. Even crazier explanations were given, such as UFOs, or whirlpools, or tornados, or incredible waves, or giant creatures of the sea.

Which is the truth that lies beyond the Bermuda triangle? Is it really what people say in their tales? Is it a place where ships and planes are sucked in by mystique powers of the sea? The truth awaits to be unfolded, and it can be done, with the means of today technology, just that this experiment is yet to take place.

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Five years ago I certainly believed my clients when they told me: “I told this guy Frank that he had to call you.” I didn’t think they were lying to my face about the referrals they were sending.

After the 10,000th time (it seemed) a client told me they referred someone who never contacted me, I began to call it “The Bermuda Referral Triangle.”

So… where were they? Why didn’t Frank, or Joan, or Amin, or Josephina ever call, despite glowing recommendations and urgings from their friends?

Why Bernard won’t call you. There are three distinct reasons why they don’t.

1. Life is Pain.

Bernard was referred to you by Jane. Bernard is a busy person. Even if the pain of his problem is enough to get him to want to talk to you, he may be too overwhelmed to try to match up his crazy schedule to try reach you. He may remember at 3am on a sleepless night worrying about his problem.

He tells himself, “I’ll call that number Jane gave me in the morning.” And when morning comes… he’s off and running too fast to call.

2. Uncertainty.

Does Bernard know why he’s calling you? Does he know the best time to reach you? Does he know what’s going to happen when he does call? Is it a sales pitch? Is it a coffee meeting? Is it a workshop? Is it three times as much as he can afford to spend?

He’s uncertain, and people hate to act when they are uncertain.

3. Fear.

When you have

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In real life there is often a thin line between tragedy and mystery. Such are the circumstances surrounding the fate of Flight 19 recalled by the recent recovery of a World War II Navy torpedo bomber from the sea bottom near Key West.

Treasure salvor Mel Fisher and his crew found the corroded plane 16 years ago while searching for the Spanish galleon Atocha. Having, brought up several million dollars worth of gold and jewels from the ancient ship, Fisher lifted the more modern wreckage to view once more.

By tracing a serial number, the plane was identified as one of 24 that went down during training flights from the Key West Naval Air Station in 1945.

Until the identification, newspapers and television revived the “Bermuda Triangle” myth speculating that the old plane was one of five that disappeared “without trace” in December 1945 with 14 crewmen.

As a Yeoman aboard U.S.S. Eagle 27 at Key West and Fort Lauderdale in the closing months of WWII, I participated in the first of a series of flight tragedies of which Flight 19 was but a part. The true story is absorbing.

True Story

In July 1945, the Eagle 27 was attached to the Naval Air Station at Fort Lauderdale. Our mission was to deploy in the Gulf Stream while fledgling pilots attempted to target us with dummy torpedoes set to run deep, under our hull.

We replaced a sister Eagle which was sunk when an errant torpedo, accurately aimed, tore all the way through the unlucky ship. Perhaps i

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hen remodeling job can be thoroughly entertaining or a just one problem after the next; I once heard that lots of people end up getting divorced while they’re in the middle of a kitchen remodeling project! Existing without a kitchen handy can be more than a hassle, it can be aggravating too.

So whether you are a man or a woman, single or married, here are some important planning tips about kitchen islands to avoid the headaches and minimize your kitchen downtime.

The Kitchen Triangle – No this is not like the Bermuda triangle, though plenty of stuff seems to disappear in my kitchen! The most efficient design for most kitchens is when the locations of the stove, refrigerator, and sink/dishwasher form a triangle. Think about this when planning to build a kitchen island. What is the purpose of the island?

An island can:

* provide more workspace

* house appliances

* add storage

* provide seating and eating space

The Kitchen Island – If you are adding an island, there are some measurements to keep in mind. There needs to be a minimum of 36″ for walking between counters, appliances, cabinets and islands. Also ensure that every one of the appliance and cabinet doors has ample room to open and close completely. The height of the island should be the same as your counter height. Many are square or rectangular, though the shape of your island is only limited by the space and your imagination.

Islands are usually designed with the same finishing materials as the kitchen cabinets in order to bl

Islands often need electricity. You do not want electrical cords crossing walkways. Electrical outlets can be installed high on the sides of the island and preferably away from any seating areas around the island. Check local codes. Most advise 20 amp 120-volt circuits and GFCI (Ground Fault Circuit Interrupter) receptacles.

Appliances on the Island – Islands can incorporate appliances, stove tops, and even sinks.

Above Your Island – The lighting above your island should be considered as well as other options. In many installations, cabinets, pots and pan hangers, and vent hoods or exhaust chutes can be installed above the island, depending on the application.

There are all sorts of different racks available for hanging pots and pans above your island. They come in many shapes and sizes and finishes. Be sure to measure for clearance if people will be seated anywhere around the island.

Island Tops – Counter top planning requires some answers to a few questions:

* How much cooking and baking will be done?

* What is the counter top budget?

* What material do you prefer?

Think about heat resistant counter top materials such as stone, granite, tile, or metal that blends with the other counter tops in the area. Nowadays people do mix and match surfaces depending on use.

Make sure edges and corners are smooth and rounded for safety. Formica and laminates were the most common counter top materials for a long time. Now lower costs and technology are replacing laminates with natural stone and newer fabricated surfaces. Some counter top materials include butcher block, ceramic, concrete, copper, granite, laminate, limestone, marble, quartz, slate, soapstone, stainless steel, stone, tile, and wood.

Under Your Island – Under island cabinets and drawers are common and useful storage. If your island holds the primary sink you’ll likely want to put in a dishwasher as well. An island can often be a useful location to have a trash bin installed as people may be eating around the area regularly.

No Island is an Island – Even your island is subject to local building codes. You will want to run your plans by a local contractor and/or your zoning code engineer to make sure your island is meeting all building codes.

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The purgatorial train shrieks and rumbles down the tracks by night, rocking side to side, whistle screaming on its journey through the dark abyss of eternity. Packed inside are souls whose trip with this train has no end in sight . . . souls of those who died tragically on the tracks of the Florida East Coast Railroad. Its endless journey through endless time is their punishment for stupidity . . . or was it suicide?

So goes the introduction to the Ghost Train along Fort Lauderdale’s original railroad line, and its tie to its dark past. The tale of this train has been told several times on the History Channel. It is but one of many tales related by the Ghost Tour Guides of the Ghosts, Mysteries & Legends tour of Old Fort Lauderdale, Fort Lauderdale’s premier ghost tour.

Ghosts, Mysteries and Legends of Fort Lauderdale meets at the northeast corner of Las Olas and Andrews under the sign of the very modern Museum of Art, in the heart of the city’s restaurant and entertainment district, minutes away from the beach and the downtown and airport business hotels.

With cape, gaucho hat and lamp in hand, Ghost Guides wander off into the night and introduce visitors and locals to Fort Lauderdale’s “other night life” as they walk along the banks of the New River in the city’s historic district.

But Ghosts, Mysteries and Legends is more than just a ghost tour, as Christian Rieger, its managing director tells, “There are more than just ghosts of the dead out there. We introduce our cli

Fort Lauderdale has two para-normal power aspects which makes it important in its revelations of what is going on in the non-material world. One is the energy that runs down the New River from the Everglades (hoary with antiquity, perhaps three ice ages old). The other is Fort Lauderdale is at the western point of the Bermuda Triangle. The lowest gravitational point on the planet is over its southern point at the Puerto Rican Trench, the deepest hole in the Atlantic Ocean.

A group of Danish scientists who have made it their life’s study, have discovered that the magnetic field of the planet has declined 1 3/4 % in the last twenty years, while in the Bermuda Triangle it has declined by 20%. Mr. Rieger postulates, “We believe that these two important energy aspects contribute significantly to some of the paranormal events that have happened, and people have gotten digital photos of, on our tours.”

Orbs indicate the presence of, or are supposed to be, ghosts. People using their digital cameras on ghost tours everywhere else when they photograph orbs, are content to get what looks like large or small, shiny, bright, translucent ping-pong balls. But here in Fort Lauderdale the guides and the patrons frequently get faces in orbs. One night a man looked at one such very evil-looking wol- face from the depths of hell, and said, “I wished I never saw that.”

“One photograph” adds Rieger, “is of an orb perhaps 10 or 12 feet over the roof of an old hotel. When magnified three times, it show an image of a phantom flying through the air within it. If orbs are supposed to be ghosts, this was proof. As far as Ghosts, Mysteries and Legends knows, no one has taken such a photo elsewhere. We also have a photo of an orb with a square-rigged ship in it, and another of a one-room school house. Both images are connected to the history of Fort Lauderdale and have apparently shown up in the “memory of nature” as recorded by the cameras.”

“We have also photographed the activity of nature spirits,” says Rieger. “Nature spirits are the entities that mystical tradition tells us causes the grass to grow, the flowers to be aromatic and the winds to blow. Frequently, at the beginning of rain storms, photographs will show hundreds of orbs. These will not be seen several minutes later.”

Classic ghost tails include the strange carrying-ons of the Women in the White Wedding Dress, the Mystery of the Wandering Left Hand, Shirttail Charlie, and the Drunk at the Bar.

“It is great family entertainment,” says Rieger, “something for the family besides watch television in the hotel room. It also works great for local families, because ghost tours are a clever way to introduce local history to children – a way of making history interesting and easy to listen to. And be sure to bring your digital camera.” Photographs taken by guests along the tour are at their website, Their MySpace website includes excerpts from a video recorded by PBS Channel 2 in Miami, Florida

Olga Marie Pathinas-Brovanovitch, born in Moscow, U.S.S.R. in 1954 to two members of the Communist Party, was trained in espionage in a training town in the Urals, where she learned Arabic, French, Polish and English with natural accents. She has written articles, using nom de plumes, on Chinese international relations, the central banks and how capitalism does not take care of itself.

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