It is impossible to try and understand what it was like for the men and women who lived, and died, during World War One. However, that does not stop us remembering the sacrifice they made.
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A Mykonos sunset is a must see event. It is what I call the greatest show on earth. I have never witnessed a more perfect sunset than that of when I visit the Greek Islands. More specifically, Little Venice on the island of Mykonos.
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It was crazy, dirty and busy; but I loved it. Every time I arrive in Roma I feel excited at the new opportunities and adventures that await. Yet I’ve heard people describe Roma as a dirty, crowded city. In a way I understand that perspective. Yes, the traffic is certainly crazy and Italian drivers are not most patient people on the road. Continue reading “Roma For Eternity”
Florence is a pedestrianised city where people share some of the streets with vehicles. You may think that this would be dangerous. But, no. It works. It is not uncommon to see groups of people talking the middle of the street where there are clearly vehicles moving passed them. People and traffic seem to blend fluidly together in an organised flow. Continue reading “A World Without A Lens”
If you are going to learn another language, then it should be in the country of origin. I have wanted to learn Italian for a long time, ever since my first trip to Rome in 2001. I fell in love with the country, people, food, wine, culture and the Italian way of life.
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If you are able to travel, then it is your moral imperative to do just that. Why? Because not everyone is physically able to.
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It was a cold, wet Thursday evening. The rain was pelting down outside. It was the ideal setting to participate in a history ghost tour at Australia’s first shopping mall. During the day Adelaide Arcade in the city’s premier shopping precinct is full of shoppers and diners. When the sun goes down, the arcade grows quiet. The heavy, grey, iron gates are locked and the stage is set for an evening of ghost hunting. Continue reading “Historic Ghosts of Adelaide”