Living in Queensland again is strange. I had forgotten how beautiful the jacaranda trees are with their plumage of bright purple flowers, forgotten the noisy birds, the beautiful tree lined streets of suburbia, and how vibrant the restaurants are along the river. Fairy lights sparkle in all the trees and the canopy of the bougainvillea …
Back to the Land of Oz
What a whirlwind. I feel like Dorothy, like I'm in a dream of some sort, and that the tornedo has picked me up, swirled me around and dumped me in a strange land. I've followed the path to my destination and I've shared time with some interesting characters along the way. I've found courage, my …
I’ll Push You
Yesterday I witnessed something amazing...the fulfilment of a man's selfless dream. Patrick Gray is an extraordinary person. For those that don't know, his best friend has a degenerative disease and is now in a wheelchair. They have known each other since they were born and have the most incredible friendship. Their bond is so rare. …
Que Cajones Hago AquÃ?! (What the f*%#^# am I doing here?)
This heading is the first thing Gonzalo taught me. Without really knowing what I was saying, he made me say it to his mother, (!) my teachers and everyone I met when I first got to Santiago. Spanish humour is just like Australian! Sneaky bugger! So much has happened since I first arrived. It has …
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Then on to Vila Praia da Ancora, Portugal
It never ceases to amaze me that I, who get lost in the supermarket, always manage to somehow reach my destinations when traveling in foreign countries. My children have often expressed their amazement also. 😳 And so it was that I managed to find the train station and wend my way up to the north …
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A Night in Coimbra, Portugal
I'm a bit late writing this blog. I find myself lost in my thoughts more these days and writing becomes secondary when I'm busy. I moved on to a town called Coimbra. How is it that no one told me about this place? What a beautiful town it is. I stayed in a fantastic hotel …
Clogs
I discovered the other day that clogs came from the celts. They were different to the Dutch ones, due to the often muddy and wet conditions, and they had platforms so their feet would not get wet. Farmers used them mostly. then, thanks to Sybille Yates, i came across this wonderful little YouTube clip of …
A Simple Little Side Trip
Well, something had to go wrong! It was all just too perfect. ..😳 As I go back to Australia soon, and I've now finished school, I thought it would be a great idea to travel a bit before I leave. The day started in a very relaxed manner. I heard Gonzalo come home at about …
Road Trip to Oia
Yep, time for another mini trip.....this time, to visit my awesome and gutsy friend Tanya who has bought a house in Oia and moved to Spain to live on the Portugues Coastal Camino. Gonzalo had a day off so we drove down south and through the all familiar mountains that I have walked over the …
Festival Day in Bama
Today I had a strange experience. It was a festival day in the village where Gonzalo was born so I found myself full of trepidation and anxiety as we hurtled down the freeway to party at the family 'country house' a short 20 minute drive away. As Kaia, his little bulldog, drooled all over my …
Margaret Caffyn 