Even though I was carrying "only" 15kg in my carry on (the international baggage limit is 22kg), it's hard enough to hoist your bag into an overhead bin. So I had to leave behind, in Hobart, a bunch of books I'd really like to read. So, how fabulous to find one of them at SPL.
Something good to read during Seattle's January dark.
Riding local, riding abroad. Doesn't matter. "One less car" bike commuting and "Bikes Belong" advocacy, plus "I ride solo" bicycle travel. Racing is fun, but there are so many equally great reasons to ride.
Friday, December 29, 2017
Monday, December 25, 2017
White Christmas
My neighbors's house at 8pm Christmas night when I finally stepped off the bus from the light rail, from Sea Tac, plane 4 hours late from LAX, from SYD.
Some islands off Los Angeles
From my window seat on the final leg of my journey home to Seattle. It was looking very unpromising at LAX, with every flight to Seattle late and being bumped from a seat by a revenue passenger, But I finally got a seat (and all you need is 1) plus a Comfort + seat. I look forward to getting some consistent rest over the next few days. The trip has been tiring, as family visiting always is.
Sunday, December 24, 2017
One resolution for 2018
India, for a 2nd time, perhaps, or somewhere else. I'm an ESL teacher, and there are many places that would welcome me. In my life, there's a lot of being, doing, seeing, walking, biking, skiing, camping, reading, teaching, resting, eating, enjoying, exploring, giving back, and receiving to be done.
My goal is "to get stuck in", as they say Down Under. This me, a year ago, at Indira Gandhi international. Yeah!
My goal is "to get stuck in", as they say Down Under. This me, a year ago, at Indira Gandhi international. Yeah!
Happy Christmas to me
One year ago I was sitting on the roof of my desert haveli guesthouse in Jaipur, India, having a "modest" Indian meal under the stars. This year, I'm having an excellent vegetable tian, with green salad and a glass of McLaren Vale Shiraz/Mourvèdre at Scarlett in Sydney. My "holiday" trip to Australia is winding down. I've visited my elderly Mom in her memory care home up in Queensland, and borne witness to yet another life change. It's not easy. Loneliness periodically tears its ugly head, but, when I'm rested, I beat it back with a substantial stick. Go to hell, regrets! Stuff you. You serve no purpose. While it would be nice to have a companion with whom I could share this experience, I don't. What I do have is knowledge, hope, courage, and, on occasion, patience.
I no longer seek love, but I would welcome it with open arms.
I no longer seek love, but I would welcome it with open arms.
Saturday, December 23, 2017
Back to Sydney for Xmas Eve
It's in the low 90s, so a contrast to Hobart. I've managed to include 3 Sydney icons in this shot from Circular Quay.
Friday, December 22, 2017
Historical re-enactment
"Mary" demonstrating oakum production while in the "lighted" solitary confinement cells. Incorrigible women, including those raped and made pregnant by their masters while performing indentured servitude outside the factory, spent 6 months in these terrible conditions.
Several Dayleys listed
Highly likely these women are relations. Apparently the Irish convicts were prized for their skills, unlike the English convicts who were
impoverished unskilled city dwellers.
impoverished unskilled city dwellers.
Cascades Female Factory 1828-1856
A $3.30 bus ride from
Franklin Place then $A40 for entrance, tour, and "her story" historical re-enactment.
Franklin Place then $A40 for entrance, tour, and "her story" historical re-enactment.
Back in Hobart
An unlimited supply of sandstone nearby and a convict slave labor workforce meant Hobart could be mistaken for Georgian England.
Thursday, December 21, 2017
Tim - 2006-now
"A musician named Tim Steiner is becoming a work of art over a period of years." - from the O app (MONA's exhibit guide)
In 2008, Tim signed a contract with a German art collector to sell his tattooed skin to the purchaser when he dies.
Alrighty then...
In 2008, Tim signed a contract with a German art collector to sell his tattooed skin to the purchaser when he dies.
Alrighty then...
Cherry clafoutis and blue tea
The tea is complimentary because the kitchen forgot to bake my cherry pancake for a while.
Yum yum yum
Yum yum yum
Franklin in Hobart
It seems I've decided to have dinner at Hobart's most innovative restaurant. It's on Argyle Street across from the YHA where I'm bunking with 5 other women travelers. The restaurant is excellent and is going to cost a bomb, but that's how I mitigate the downsides of hostel living.
Well, Tasmania is sold as foodies' heaven, so gotta test that theory.
Well, Tasmania is sold as foodies' heaven, so gotta test that theory.
Monday, December 18, 2017
Dust Temple in Currumbin Waters
A chic art gallery + coffee shop incongruously located among the auto parts stores in the light manufacturing end of Currumbin.
Sunday, December 17, 2017
Silly pet presents at the Cleveland Sunday market
Hmmm, Christmas print cat bandana collars, bow tie collars, paperboy, baseball and cowboy hats for cats, dogs and chickens.
Something to browse through while looking for the perfect coffee shop and then heading to the Stradbroke Island Ferry.
Something to browse through while looking for the perfect coffee shop and then heading to the Stradbroke Island Ferry.
Pineapple crush
Not something easily found in Queensland cafes these days. Juice from a bottle doesn't even compete with the real thing, from French - Ease, opposite Frenchmans Beach
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Friday, December 15, 2017
Gold Coast Coffee culture #9
Tea and a fruit cake "Christmas pudding" in a cafe near the roundabout in Upper Beechmont. Just me and the lorikeets having tea.
Mudgeeraba Farmers’ Market
It looks like rain. SE Queensland is often stormy at the start of the Christmas holidays. But the temperature is still near 80.
Thursday, December 14, 2017
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