Tuesday, 28 October 2014

The last resting place of the travelling white hat

I loved my white sun hat.

It offered glamorous protection from the sun.
It could be folded or rolled up into my handbag or hand luggage.
I washed it in the washing machine.
It was the perfect accessory for my Dior sunglasses.
It travelled well.
And it loved the sea as much as I do.

You live on Hong Kong island, you go on water.
You go on water, you have wine.
You want champagne? Go on Aqua Luna.

My hat was still new here.   And very white.

Water is water.   Sky is sky.   Sand is sand.    Earth is Earth.

My hat lapped it up!

My first visit to Phuket 2011 - many years after the tsunami.   I need more tops!
Phuket again, July 2013.    Leaving Hong Kong.   Took my hat with me.

My pool in George has JC le Roux.   The Westin in Macau has Pina Coladas.
I need more swimsuits!

Lamma island, Hong Kong.
Stormy waters.
Small but powerful waves.

I lost my beloved Dior sunglasses (above) there that day.   The sea took it.   With one mighty wave.   Thank God my hat was spared.

My hat and I relocated to Saudi Arabia a year ago.
The waters of the Farasan Islands in the Red Sea are just as beautiful as any other island.  I walked along the water's edge and collected coral and shells in my hat.   Unfortunately I do not have that photo any more.   But I still have the coral and the shells!

I preferred to stay on board and keep an eye on the drinks.

And then I found the photo!

The mud from the Dead Sea stiffened the hat into a starched dome but it was super-soft after the salt was rinsed.    My skin felt great too!

The hat went into the desert and thought it was the biggest beach it had ever seen.

Proof that the desert was once the sea

Victoria Bay, South Cape, South Africa
Land's End.
Where we always waited for the Choo-Choo.

After nearly 3 months  of winter in George, my stop-over in Dubai (en route to Riyadh) was wonderful in August.

And then I took my hat to Crete...

It never wanted to leave.

So I left it there.

I'll be back.

Saturday, 18 October 2014


More than an island, Crete invites you to walk from its high snow-covered White mountains to the edge of the sunny and blue Libyan sea. Creta has everything: Tranquil blue sea, mysterious caves and traces of the past, including those of the Minoan civilization, stately Roman remains and frescoed Byzantine churches, spectacular orchids, aromatic plants, extended olive groves, and places like the Lasithi Plateau and the majestic Samaria Gorge National Park with the unique and amazing geology, picturesque villages, historic cities, architectural monuments since Venetian and Turkish conquerors, fabulous local gastronomy …Crete has it all. 


Urginea maritima

Origanum Onites - Origanum Sauvages (Wild)

Psarantonis - Lyre player

Thymus Capitatus - Wild Thyme

Ant carrying dried marjoram flower

Bulb of Urginea Maritima

Origanum Microphyllum

Wild Thyme  - now safe and sound in my kitchen in Riyadh and still releasing its fragrance when I open my stroller.

One ledge too narrow

Tsikoudia  (Raki)

Raki in the battle against wrinkles! 

It can become the basis of a mask, especially beneficial for the skin

Raki, the famous Cretan drink, accompanying appetizers and good company, seems to beneficially affect and a cure against wrinkles. Mixed with myrtle flowers, experts say, it can create a mask that combats the signs of aging and leaves the skin smooth and clean.

What you'll need:
-2 handfuls of myrtle
-A clay jug with raki

How to:
-Ground the flowers of myrtle in a mortar
-Put inside the jug with raki
-Leave the mixture for 7-8 days until it becomes a concentrated juice and put it in a clean container
-This oily juice creates the perfect solution to get rid of wrinkles in a natural way and get a smooth and glowing skin
-At least once a day apply it with a little cotton ball slightly all over your face. Then wash and you are ready!

Friday, 17 October 2014

GREECE - 3rd time lucky

Third time Athens

Diodos. Fried Courgettes. Retsina.


nothing has changed

Syntagma Square. Galatopita. Coffee.


Still good as ever

First time Crete...

give me a moment, please.

The best meal I've had in years.

The location of this restaurant is our little secret.    It is tucked away in the city of Chania, behind the Venetian Port.    You want to know where it is?   Buy me a house in Crete.

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Home, coming or going?

Living spread-eagled across two continents has its 




all wrapped up in one.

But where is home?  Where there's water?

or where there's a homefire burning with friends and family?

or where the mountains are?

or in the desert?

or where you work?

or where the house of your dreams is?

I think,
home is where the heart is, filled with gratitude, for
 this moment.

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