Downtown Exeter is the stage for an interesting outdoor art gallery which features over 30 murals painted by different artists. The stories told in the murals, found on the external walls of the buildings, are of local history, folklore and culture. You will find this quaint town located near the foothills of the Sequoia National Park in the Sierra Nevada mountain range.
Coming from Australia, yet having Dutch grandparents, I’m not a complete stranger to Dutch things. Growing up, we had Poffertjes, Stamppot, and Braadvlees (– not all at once! ). We had Krokets, and Oliebollen between Christmas and New Years. I’ve had my fair share of chocolate sprinkles on bread for breakfast, and I even had a set of clogs to klomp around in at Oma’s house. I thought the calendar behind her toilet door with everyone’s birthdays written down was completely normal. I had heard Opa use various colourful language in Dutch when things weren’t going right, and heard Oma say “weet je wel?” a hundred times on the phone to her friends.
However, when I visited The Netherlands for the first time, it was fascinatingly different. An amazing juxtaposition of familiar sounds and things in a strange environment. Continue reading The Netherlands – things are different!
Less than half an hour’s drive from the quaint seaside town of Nafplion, you will find the ancient city of Mycenae. This city was one of the finest examples of Mycenaean culture, inspiring Homer in his epic poems. There is an onsite museum displaying many of the artefacts recovered during its excavation. A UNESCO world heritage site, the city is located in the North East Peloponnese region in Greece. Continue reading Ancient Mycenae & the Treasury of Atreus
I love going out for a yum cha feast. It’s been a family favourite outing for as long as I can remember. Then, a couple of years ago my doctor told me to stop eating gluten as it was affecting my health. Homemade meals are no problem, as you are in control. Eating out can be a little harder. You are faced with limited options.
Ok, I am no fashion diva. I’ll be the first to admit it. If my clothes are clean, and the colours coordinate, I’m pretty comfortable. Yet, I concede that putting together a suitcase full of clothes for a holiday trip requires a bit more thought. I need to select items that won’t wrinkle too much, items that dry quickly, and items that don’t take up too much space. Then I also need enough variety so that I’m not wearing the same thing in every photo, because that makes it look like you went away for one very long day… I like to select items that mix and match with the other items in my bag so that I have my options covered for the various different kinds of weather that will be encountered.
For me, it all began when Oma & Opa moved to Cairns. My parents and I lived in Sydney, so to visit my grandparents now meant getting on a plane and flying up there to see them. And it was such a different kind of place to where we lived. They lived in a little village (or it was a little village back then…) called Trinity Beach, where the roads to town flooded during cyclones, mangoes grew on trees on the side of the roads, and you walked to the shop on the beachfront to post a letter (and have an ice block). Life moved at a different pace. Continue reading The Journey Begins