Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
de Granada
This has got to be one of the most beautiful cities ... I will not venture to describe it all, or put up photos as I do not have a cable for my camera, but a few words shall suffice I think.
Whitewashed houses and cobbled streets with teterias (tea houses) line the streets almost everywhere you go. The Moroccan influence is everywhere. The Catholics did their usual thing and made a vile mockery of themselves (Thou Shall Not Kill) and sieged the city for a few years until the Sultans could do no more. So the Alhambra (the huge Morish palace) now has a cross instead of the three balls that it should have on the top. But the Palace is still very beautiful, and I am heading up into it today.
So far I have spent my days wandering around the city really which is more than satisfying. Yesterday we went on a walk into the Sierra Nevada and spent the day finding wild figs, edible flowers and these little orange fruits (the name of which now escapes me), and then swimming in waterfalls and the water that runs down the mountains.
There is more to say of course, but too much. Experiences. Will write sometime soon.
This has got to be one of the most beautiful cities ... I will not venture to describe it all, or put up photos as I do not have a cable for my camera, but a few words shall suffice I think.
Whitewashed houses and cobbled streets with teterias (tea houses) line the streets almost everywhere you go. The Moroccan influence is everywhere. The Catholics did their usual thing and made a vile mockery of themselves (Thou Shall Not Kill) and sieged the city for a few years until the Sultans could do no more. So the Alhambra (the huge Morish palace) now has a cross instead of the three balls that it should have on the top. But the Palace is still very beautiful, and I am heading up into it today.
So far I have spent my days wandering around the city really which is more than satisfying. Yesterday we went on a walk into the Sierra Nevada and spent the day finding wild figs, edible flowers and these little orange fruits (the name of which now escapes me), and then swimming in waterfalls and the water that runs down the mountains.
There is more to say of course, but too much. Experiences. Will write sometime soon.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Greetings from Port Grimaud.
The weather is beautiful over here; warm and vast blue skies and a Belgian girl who is helping me with my French. Tonight Shaun and I made dinner (which, if you don't mind me saying so, was very good. Probably the best). Vin Rouge et St. Germain et el (or la...) plage. This week has been fantastic. We have not done a thing. Well, a little bit, but not much!
I am almost finished Crime and Punishment much to my distress. Raskolnikov et moi have become very close friends. He also enjoys the sunshine and the beautiful scenery and languages that he cannot really understand... Will put up some photos when I can find a cable that will fit my camera.
That is enough. Maybe I will tell you some more later. I must go and see my Belgian friend now.
Au Revoir
The weather is beautiful over here; warm and vast blue skies and a Belgian girl who is helping me with my French. Tonight Shaun and I made dinner (which, if you don't mind me saying so, was very good. Probably the best). Vin Rouge et St. Germain et el (or la...) plage. This week has been fantastic. We have not done a thing. Well, a little bit, but not much!
I am almost finished Crime and Punishment much to my distress. Raskolnikov et moi have become very close friends. He also enjoys the sunshine and the beautiful scenery and languages that he cannot really understand... Will put up some photos when I can find a cable that will fit my camera.
That is enough. Maybe I will tell you some more later. I must go and see my Belgian friend now.
Au Revoir
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Do you just love Charles Darwin?
Becuase if you do, you will appreciate that the above photos (except for the mountains which were somewhere in the middle of China) come from his garden.
It was a lovely garden, and I took lots of photos of bees. 140 photos of flowers and bees.
Afraid I can't offer you too much more just yet though.
The sky is quite grey, it is not particularly warm, and the ale is a tad too warm.
But I found £10 so I suppose that makes things better.
Moving around for the next week or so... then off to Nice. Where hopefully it will be a bit warmer. And I will take some photos of things other than flowers and bees.
I hope that Australia is miserable and that it is raining heavily and very cold.
I don't mean to be unkind, it's just that it is meant to be summer over here.
Will write soon.
Becuase if you do, you will appreciate that the above photos (except for the mountains which were somewhere in the middle of China) come from his garden.
It was a lovely garden, and I took lots of photos of bees. 140 photos of flowers and bees.
Afraid I can't offer you too much more just yet though.
The sky is quite grey, it is not particularly warm, and the ale is a tad too warm.
But I found £10 so I suppose that makes things better.
Moving around for the next week or so... then off to Nice. Where hopefully it will be a bit warmer. And I will take some photos of things other than flowers and bees.
I hope that Australia is miserable and that it is raining heavily and very cold.
I don't mean to be unkind, it's just that it is meant to be summer over here.
Will write soon.
Monday, June 15, 2009
White Fang
A vast silence reigned over the land. The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness. There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness -- a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the Sphinx, a laughter cold as the frost and partaking of the grimness of infallibility. It was the masterful and incommunicable wisdom of eternity laughing at the futility of life and the effort of life. It was the Wild, the savage, frozen-hearted Northland Wild.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
