There was a time when all credence went with, “I read it in a book.” That assertion was aimed at stopping all debate/discussion/argument. Printing after the initial novelty of post reformation access to printed text, Read More …
On the hill above Pura Ulun a new Mosque is under construction. A corner dome emerging from the ground speaks of faith. In this predominantly Hindu island where faith has been modified by family, Buddhism Read More …
Fish for four. The knife keenly cut more than enough steaks from the fresh Mahi-Mahi. The Jimbaran Fish Market sold fish designed for the nearby beach restaurants and cut each piece sized to be grilled, Read More …
Somewhere between Kermit and a Raspberry-Maple-Twist Margaret has suspended belief in her road buddies. It goes further, she doesn’t even want to walk with them. I tried kissing a frog! Not sure what that even Read More …
Along the beachless sections of Bali coastline a series of temples operate as “light”houses. These are not your traditional navigational markers but landmarks on a spiritual journey. Travis in full ginger regalia frames the Pura Read More …
The 1972 coloured painting hints at Escher and a Rainbow. The painting is the work of Hawaiian artist, Jerry Okimoto. Okimoto moved to New York shortly after producing this waving colour magnet. He died in Read More …
On the bench in the neatly tended ledge garden the flags from around the world proclaim peace. The waves seem to say the same thing. Time has a way of washing every tear of disagreement Read More …
Somehow the teddy bear has entered into our daydreams as a symbol of comfort. A place that has the “comforts of home” and the comfort of my own bed. A few weeks on the road Read More …
Some years ago, at the end of that first whole world war they erected this memorial gate at the entrance to an Olympic training pool in Hawaii. The pool is in disrepair, the site declared Read More …
