Travelling again – oh wouldn’t it be luverly

Yesterday the 13th of April (well over here it was) daughter # 2 with her hubby of course (because she wouldn’t leave him at home)  left our fair Australians shores (the one that’s girth by sea) if you know our Anthem (which we pretty much all dislike) or is that just me?   Anywho, they have embarked upon a 4 month holiday (yes some can holiday for 4 months through choice)  across the great lands and waters to South America and America.  They left Sydney yesterday afternoon on a 14 hour flight bound for Santiago.  They will be seeing Mucho Pitchoo (that is so not right) it’s Machu Pitchu.  How amazing would that be?? Am I tinsy little bit jealous? Hell yes! But I am also extremely happy that they are able to have this wonderful opportunity and see so much of our world.

Daughter # 2 is an extremely organised young woman, and has given me copies of all relevant paperwork in case of any emergency (no Mumsy don’t stress they will be fine).

She has also provided the keys to her house (probably hinting that housework may be done at liberty whilst she is away). She has also forwarded a …. SPREADSHEET (and don’t I know who will excited when they read THAT word!!) I haven’t yet perused said spreadsheet in-depth, but it lists each plane, bus, car, boat and taxi they will be using. It also lists all the Hotels, Hostels, Guesthouses were they will be staying.  It lists the approximate times of arrivals and departures. (So Mumsy knows at any given moment where they are) hopefully. They have already travelled quite extensively ( but I think this is the last ‘big one’) before they return home to  ‘settle’ (though I have been told ‘settling’ will be another year from now) patience Mumsy, patience.

I have travelled to let me see…Queensland, Brisbane, New South Wales..oh and France twice (yes it’s gloat time) Spain, Ireland, Scotland, Wales, top to bottom of UK (seeing most but not all of it sadly) um erm Prague. I have been to New Caledonia (don’t worry you aren’t missing much if you haven’t been) Bali, Thailand and Vietnam.

Maybe I should write about the places I have been to (sings but I’ve never been to me) though I would have to pull from memory banks and sadly there has been too many withdrawals.

How many countries have you been too? (How is that for a grab at views?) Pretty clever huh (winks). Ok let’s define this a little more. If you have visited another country that you loved – tell me why it was so magical, what made you fall in love with it?

For me (rubs brow frantically as this is hard to choose) and I can’t choose just one. I love England, the castles, the cobblestone roads, the bridges, the thatched houses. I feel I belong there (if I didn’t like the warmth so much perhaps I would be). I love Ireland for its open fields, it’s laughter,  its friendliness and ok its (one heck of an adorable accent). I’ve kissed the Blarney Stone (and yes they do wipe it after others have had a turn). Nothing equals the history of Europe and I adore history (strange but true). Seems my memory banks are opening a little and I feel I could indeed write about my travels…but it’s late and I’m tired and my silly finger with its equally silly arthritis is saying STOP TYPING!

So shall I miss my girl  (and my darling Irish son-in-law) *nods* yes I shall very much.  Do share the magical place you have visited.

Below is the list of the places they are going to (taken from said spreadsheet). Goodnight everyone. x

Destination

Sydney  they have left here

Santiago they have arrived here

Valparaiso

Santiago

Lima

Cuzco

Ollantaytambo

Aguas Calientes

Ollantaytambo

Cuzco

Puerto Mal.

Cuzco

Lima

La Paz

Coroico

La Paz

Copacabana

Isla Del Sol

Copacabana

La Paz

Santa Cruz

Sampaipata

Buenos Aires

Sao Paulo

Iguassu Falls

Sao Paulo

Paraty

Angra

Ilha Grande

Angra

Rio

Salvador

Rio

Miami

Florida Keys

Everglades

Orlando/WDW

St Augustine

Cumberland

Ofekenoffe

Charleston

Savannah

Knoxville

Washington

Annapolis

St Michaels

Baltimore

Philadelphia

New York

Los Angeles

Santa Monica

San Francisco

Yosemite Park

Los Angeles

Las Vegas

Grand Canyon

Los Angeles

Austin

Lafayette

New Orleans

Austin

New York

Dublin

London

Dubai

Melbourne

 

 

VIS DARE CHALLENGE No 8

LISTENING – VIS DARE CHALLENGE – 150 words – or less.

Unfortunately I do not get notifications for prompts. Therefore I have not been following a theme or writing anything continuously that I can ‘add’ on to, this submission is a stand alone from the picture placed and what ‘spewed forth from my head’. Open for comments, detrimental or otherwise. 🙂

 

 

 

“What? Can’t hear you, I am trying, can you see my ears pricked up, the alert facial expression, my body language – turned acknowledging”?

“Sorry, don’t know why I am having trouble, it is quiet, normally it’s  jam packed with people, feet, dirty shoes, newspapers, coffee cups, radios, IPhones clicking away”.

“Look at it now, deserted, not a soul in sight, hell even the seats and floors are clean, but you will have to speak up or come closer”.

“Why are you in here anyway, what brings you into an empty train carriage, what do you want from me?”

“You what? Really? Why the hell didn’t you say so sooner, I am a cat, I do as I like, I will come to you when I need to come to you, but if it’s food you’re offering…be right there”.

“Maybe I wasn’t listening hard enough”.

 

For Vis Dare – anonymouslegacy.blogspot.com.au

 

Foggy windows

The Word is TICKET

He boarded the train, icy winter winds blowing, dead of night
I watched him take his seat, peer at me through the foggy window
brushing his forearm against the glass with the woollen coat I had bought
him to keep him warm, he made a hole in the fogginess so we could see other,
I with tissues in hand, standing, shivering on the platform, him forlorn

we had kissed and said our last goodbyes, he was moving away, but he was
moving alone, I had been promoted, I had worked hard for years, up the
corporate ladder for a company that now owed me, I was not going to give
that up, I nodded trying to smile this was our final good-bye, not knowing
if our paths would ever cross again, the pain piercing my heart was excruciating

I longed to sit beside him, hold his hand, kiss his soft mouth, to forget
what I had worked so hard for, to tell him how wrong I was, that my place
was with him, by his side now…always, we stared through the window, wasn’t
our love stronger, he asked me to join him, several times, I had refused
we argued, how could I leave, this is what I wanted more than anything

me, always the high achiever, letting my job get in the way, was a
hefty pay increase and a flash new office offering me more happiness
than what we had together, I walked up to the window and placed my hands upon
the glass, he did the same, he kissed the fogginess, drew a heart with our initials, my hands slipped off slowly, I turned and walked away, torn between my love for him and my wants, my greediness

I didn’t look back to see the expression on his face nor him mine
the snow blown wind struck my face, walking to the counter – one ticket
please, I asked, one ticket to follow my heart

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