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...that the balance of the world's ice may be shifting faster than scientists thought, which may have consequences in a warming world. A team of scientists traveled to the Spanish island of Mallorca, where they visited a coastal cave that has been submerged off and on by the Mediterranean Sea for hundreds of thousand of years, as glacial periods have waxed and waned. They dated the layers of the mineral calcite, which were deposited by the seawater in rings on the cave walls, as on a bathtub...
...Gaza Strip is a windswept sliver of the eastern Mediterranean Coast, bordered by Israel to the north and east and Egypt to the southwest. The territory is 360 km2 with a population of over one and a half million. Half of the population is under age 15 and four-fifths is under age 50. Gaza has the fifth-highest rate of population growth of any territory in the world. Unsurprisingly, it is among the most densely populated places on the planet, with the Strip’s refugee camps reaching 74,000 people per km2 (compared to less than...
...Ehrlich find himself on the Mediterranean gridiron? As he relates on his blog, Ehrlich had little idea in December what lay ahead for him. Minutes after his last exam, however, a recruiter for the Firebats e-mailed him with an offer, and Ehrlich had a solution...
...FRIDAY The local Hyatt, tel: (996-312) 66 12 34, is hard to beat for either comfort or location. But when hunger strikes, skip the hotel's anodyne Mediterranean restaurant and instead head out in search of local fare. You're never far from some family-run enterprise serving such local favorites as lagman (a hearty noodle stew), plov (rice with fried meat, onions and carrots) and kebabs. The Bakit Restaurant, at 214 Sovietskaya Street, is one of the best. With stomach well lined, move on to Fatboys on Chuy Avenue, tel: (996-312) 62 31 28, for a welcoming...
Alberto Israel still remembers the date he arrived at the Auschwitz concentration camp: Aug. 3, 1944. He and his family had just been transported to Nazi-occupied Poland from their home on the Italian-occupied island of Rhodes in the Mediterranean - a 14-day journey by boat and by train in a stifling cattle car. "We knew it was an abattoir when we arrived. We could smell the melting flesh," he recalls during a return visit to the death camp 65 years later, his eyes welling up with tears. "We got there at 10 in the morning...