However neatly and methodically organized my 20,000 slides may be, in more than 60 years of travels I am bound to draw some blanks here and there.
So whenever I can’t remember where I snapped this windmill or that mosque, my grandson puts his Internet detective hat on and helps me track it down. In this case, he had to search among images of Cairo, which happens to be nicknamed “the City of a Thousand Minarets” to identify the Mosque of Mahmud Pasha.
