I love to travel. I have been in almost every state in the continental U.S. I have traveled to Costa Rica, Australia, Taiwan, Mexico.... and of course Canada - I love Montreal! I plan on visiting Paris for my 55th birthday - climbin up that Eiffel Tower if it kills me! I am working toward a life where I can travel anywhere, anytime with whomever I want to. :) yea!! Traveling is good for your body, your mind and your soul. In general visiting new places stimulates you and makes you realize there is so much more to life than what is right in front of you. In thinking about what I want to do and where I want to go in the future I am so grateful for what I have now and where I have been. I wrote down some of my past traveling thoughts ---- hope you enjoy them.
Standing on the beach in Quespos in January (away from the winter in VT!), I watched the firey red waves created by the most gorgeous sunset ever, and I decided this is what makes life grand, special moments like this. I felt like I could touch the bright orange ball in the sky. As the waves crashed against the shore, the firey red waves turned into a cool, gorgeous aqua blue that rolled over my toes. The birds rose up into the glow looking larger than life, as the breeze swept them into the sun. What a perfect way to end a perfect day in Costa Rica. We were staying at a bed and breakfast where we were treated like royalty. Si Commo No is a little unknown place sitting high on a hill overlooking the Pacific Ocean and the town of Quespos. It has a pool bar, the friendliest bartenders and waiters in town, and lizards everywhere! You can get to the pool bar by walking down the stairs, or sliding down into the water on the slide. Either way you choose to arrive, you will be treated to tantalizing fruit drinks and entertainment from the staff.
I can't wait to go back there! I loved Costa Rica - and traveling there was only topped by the trip to Australia!
Driving down the Great Ocean Road you can see huge stone columns jutting out of the water – like giant sentries standing guard over the shores of southern Australia – allowing no man or beast to enter upon the golden sand from the sea. Their shadows’ move across the sands as the sun goes down – looking like a watchful eye sweeping the landscape for intruders or anything out of place. You feel so small and insignificant standing looking at these giant fixtures.
Seeing Australia by car is one of the best ways to visit little towns and site see along the way. Driving on the wrong side of the road is very interesting! The adventure begins the minute you get in the car and actually have to think about what side of the road to go on. No right hand turns on red after stop “down under”! No way, it’s a left hand turn after stop if you please. And if anyone is out for a walkabout – they do have the right of way (or is it left of way?) After a few panicking moments and only one loud scream from my traveling companion, we were on our way.
Hiking in the Grampian Mountains in Australia was like walking through a haunted forest in any good fairy tale. The trees were bent over creating little houses and hiding places for things that I am sure were watching us walk through their world – gremlins, goblins and possibly leprechauns, maybe fairies or pixies. On a trail named “Happy Forest” I found myself in an opening in the woods that looked to be a meeting spot. There were stumps and clumps of ground that resembled the seating places of mysterious visitors. I could imagine all those creatures having a meeting to decide the very fate of the travelers in their forest. As I moved further into the forest, I saw a sign – a real sign “please stay on the path, unexploded land minds around” ---- was this another warning for us to get out of the forest? Needless to say my feet walked one in front of the other on the path -like a sobriety test -the remainder of the way! The plants, the trees, the flowers, the rocks – all were beautiful, almost intensified, like someone had thrown glitter and happy dust all over. At the very top of the place we were hiking to – we found a massive rock – we climbed on top and sat watching the forest – the birds were everywhere, beautiful white and colored cockatiels and cockatoos. We were so high up that we had to look down to watch them flying around. The sounds of the forest came to life as we sat and listened. While sitting there with my daughter watching this world go by I decided this really was fairyland indeed, and Happy Forest was the appropriate name for this magical place. Now if we only make it back down the trail with no land mines exploding!
More adventures of Australia to follow ---- ever been to a Buskers Festival?
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