Well, here I am in the Mexico City airport, arriving from Guadalajara early, as sometimes they cancel planes and I am very comfortable in the lounge. I am sad to leave Ajijic…my friends, the culture and the music. Yesterday, I was asking myself: will I come back? Yes, I will! I feel very fortunate to... Continue Reading →
As per usual, very busy…but with the addition of packing to travel for six months. And moving. And my birthday! I will be packing up and storing it all in my future apartment, which I hope to move to in October. Things happen in a very strange way for me—and always at the right moment.... Continue Reading →
Well, I am finally ready to come out of the closet about my visits to India! My first visit to India was 1990 as the guest of the Brahma Kumaris's “Peace of Mind” Retreat, and I had a very tough time emotionally, seeing the poverty, the dirt, the garbage, the crowds, and the sickness in Mumbai,... Continue Reading →
These pictures are of me leaving Penang, which was very tough to leave!! I am in Yangon, Myanmar, and this is just an incredible place!!! 300 Ethnic groups here, and I will quote my Lonely Planet Guide, “You feel you have stepped into an issue of National Geographic around 1910, with no Starbucks in sight!”... Continue Reading →
I’m not too sure where to start. I left Toronto with many bruises, a bump on head and a black eye! The story of that was, I was having dinner with friends at their country home, I got up from the table carrying bowl of potato salad, I started walking from the candlelit dining room... Continue Reading →
Well, 2 days after my trip to Trinidad, I attended the Schembri wedding, Julie, my friend's eldest child Jeremy was getting married. (For those who read my book, Julie's late husband Charles was one of the special ones in the world, and in my life, he died very young of Cancer). It was a beautiful... Continue Reading →
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