Tag: TRAVEL SOLO

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DAY OF THE TURTLE. TELEPATHY.

OR, BEING ONE WITH ANOTHER CREATURE.

“Animal telepathy is mind-to-mind communication. It is feeling across a distance. We are all made of energy and connected by a vast web of energetic pathways. To speak to an animal telepathically, you just tune in to the right energy channel,” says animal communication expert and author Mary J. Getten.

My love, my companion my spiritual awakening.

Falling in Love with ‘my’ Turtle.

Her normal distance from me for twenty minutes.

A fresh morning at my new pad and a day that would change my life. I had slept well and had a lovely early breakfast before being picked up for another look at this amazing underwater environment. While there I went on seven snorkelling trips and upon returning, was constantly waiting for the next one. I never got bored and I never stopped having that lurching feeling in my stomach just before jumping in off the boat each time. The butterflies continue until you adjust to the alien underwater seascape and you adjust all your senses and become truly immersed. It’s an odd feeling, and if you’re like me you will not raise your head again above the waterline unless your goggles malfunction or you want to check where you are in relation to your boat. So basically you are very fishy for the half hour or so that they give you at each spot. Sometimes it’s at shipwrecks, sometimes it’s the main coral reef, sometimes it’s a spot near an island where they don’t have to fret over you too much.

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WHEREVER I HANG MY HAT THAT’S MY HOME…

OR, KNOWING WHEN IT’S TIME TO LEAVE A PLACE…..

Happier times in Thailand.

I came across this post of a year ago and it very much fits my mood now. I am sick of it back here in London. To the point of gnashing teeth. I also fling myself down on the sofa and weep. I pace from room to room. I plod up and down the stairs with water for my food terrace. I drink too much and smoke too much on miserable binges. I can’t write. I can’t make art. I’m a wretched mess. It’s well overdue to hit the road but I’m broke. It’s vile for a free bird to be trapped in this way. IT IS TIME FOR ME TO HIT THE ROAD, ANY WHICH WAY!

In Sicily, again, happier days

A year ago to the day I wrote this post and now I remember that fraught time in Oaxaca when I hit a brick wall and knew that it was time to go. It was at the beginning of the end as they were closing a lot of museums and archaeological sites across the more Northern part of Mexico and my mood gradually deteriorated from then as frustration, with the very different Mexico near Mexico City, and the dawning recognition that the Mayan Riviera was a much more chilled place to be with little of the mask hysteria and closing down of places.

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DEMO IN LONDON, JANUARY 22, 2022. NO MANDATES FOR THE NHS STAFF

OR, NURSES UNIFORMS THROWN OVER THE BARRIERS AT NUMBER 10.

Alert: Already things have changed today so it would seem there is now a stay of execution and also a capitulation on other fronts. Be strong old birds, hold the line. (videos to follow)

Outside of Downing Street on Saturday lie scrubs and uniforms that were thrown there by the workers of the NHS who are ready to leave their vocation rather that have the jab.

Alert: The corruption of the British Government is now visible, with their lies and duplicity coming out for all to see, they truly have sold themselves out completely to the Global elite. You might ask why on a travel blog for older women am I writing and concerned about this? I’ll tell you why.

About five years ago I started to have a gut feeling that I must travel the world quickly. It was a terrible feeling, which I put down to getting older and panicking that I would not be healthy enough, or strong enough to tackle solo travel to the places I felt were of importance. It was very persistent and not to be ignored hence the last five years of condensed travel across all the main continents. I was like a tornado of mad old bird force, a maelstrom of pure energy!