Flashes of memories - MUGABE MUST GO!!! ZIMBABWEANS NEED THEIR HOME BACK

There are as many nights as days, and the one is just as long as the other in the year's course. Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness - Carl Jung To be at one with God is to be at peace ... peace is to be found only within, and unless one finds it there he will never find it at all. Peace lies not in the external world. It lies within one's own soul. - Ralph Waldo Trine

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Flashes of memories - April 2007

I have found my new home!

Brisbane is not really like most other big cities. It is a lot cleaner and a lot more laid back than say, Sydney or London... and driving in the city centre, although still a tad scary is do-able for even the most country-bumpkin of us all *grin*. (I still could not hack living in the city mind you!) This lookout is great, giving you a view across the Brisbane River to the towering buildings.... but this was just a passing point to... 'O'Reilly`s Rainforest Retreat' near the Gold Coast. I have been saying that I wanted to run away to the mountains and now I have found the place to run away to! The drive through the dry farmlands under an overcast sky does not offer much hope for anything spectacular upon arrival. The mountains scatter the landscape in an ordinary fashion, everything glowing grey and brown. A few horses and cows broke the mundane scenery as the land began to slowly rise.

Heading past the vineyard was difficult, I had to steer the wheel back onto the road to stop the car doing her own thing and zipping in for a tickle of the tastebuds, it was difficult, but I managed! The scenery became more and more dramatic the higher the land climbed. In the distance the landscape began to fade into blue ghostly figures topped by dark rainclouds. The road hugged the mountainside tightly as if inhaling to keep the car safely close to her chest like a mother with a newborn baby. Around every bend it grew more and more breathtaking.

Eventually after reaching heights that felt similar to those of the stars the road began to level out and farmland appeared again. The wind had a fresh crispness about it and the plants and trees glowed green from their healthy diet of sunlight and mountain air. Leaves scattered from the trees in welcome like confetti on a lovers wedding day, the overhanging branches making a tight, protective tunnel leading to the retreat. No radio, no TV, no mobiles... no contact with reality. What bliss!

The rugged mountain man with the soft voice and gentle eyes wove his way confidently through the maze of corridors that led outside to the walkways and rooms. Every now and again a glimpse of breathtaking scenery broke through the gap in the buildings. 'You will not be disturbed until I come jogging past at 5:30am tomorrow morning' he grinned. The slight accent was like velvet to the ears and the smile sent butterflies to the heart. Thank goodness I am an early riser.....to be continued!

Flashes of memories - MUGABE MUST GO!!! ZIMBABWEANS NEED THEIR HOME BACK

Flashes of memories - April 2007

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