The inside of the unknown pagoda... "These goldfish will bring you luck!" L'Usine entrance..so very chic. The very gentile post office The People's Committee Hall...
Ambassador Cab in Delhi Tanja and I with Monks Tripping Out Alone gave me a year of adventure through 2010, and as this year draws to a close I have both my daughters in Bali with me. Kepsibel, having graduated, took a five month adventure of her own that allowed her to spread her wings from New York, to London to California and back to Melbourne via a weekend with me in Bangkok and Severen who has come back to visit from Melbourne where she is succeeding in her University studies and enjoying her teaching placements. It is such a great feeling to know they are now on their own paths to their futures. This past year I have had the great fortune and freedom to travel to diverse and beautiful locations and be in the company of wonderful people, some strangers, some friends, and some strangers who became friends. The year started in Burma...
Along the River Khahn of Danang Kids Da Nang Kids Day Out This clever organisation calls itself a club and what it does is provide volunteer tour guides to visitors so they can practice their English. All you have to do is pay for their expenses, like petrol and food, and they don't eat very much. I think it is good to give extra , even though they say you shouldn't you can find a way.. Today my Da Nang kid Khanh took me all over the Hoi An area, into back road, off the beaten tracks, down a side street to a wedding, onto the beach and along the river.. We had a great day speaking English and making jokes..Khanh's English is good and he is studying at University majoring in business. Da Nang Kids is a very good idea, especially when you see how much Hoi An is tourism driven it is great to be somewhere without a lot of others... Which by the way Australians..some of you need to wash your mouths out with soap, the 'f' word is not a common adjective in other languages!...
On our day off we went exploring at the far end of the island and discovered a beautiful estate that once belonged to Huntington Hartley. It is now a part of the One and Only Resort but his gardens stretch beyond their boundaries and were created in the style of the Versailles courtyards and goes from the Bay to the Ocean. Stunningly beautiful and haunting it is full of stepped gardens and sculptures that were very romantic and Victorian in theme. Hannah and I took photos tuning in to the spirits of the women that were abandoned on the island as their men left of journeys overseas... The pillow on my bed is cold, My man is gone, so I've been told The seas have kept him for their own my man, my life, my love, my home.. I fear the loss but hope resides in my heart I am still his bride I call to sirens, seducers in sea you set my lord and lover free I was his star in the sky at night I was his joy, his song, his light I can raise my voice in prayer I can call him back from there.. God...
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