practise

After 6 weeks of people skinner whisper behind closed doors will aid one to build a complex...

You know this holiday has been anything but balanced. One would think the dream locations I have trvelled would be beuty enough to bring balance and solace. However when traveling with family that point blank refuse to let u be a part of, well let's use part as the operitive word (everything falls apart) I have just learn to semi hide it. Sadly its not hidden and even more sadly they still do not see.

I sit just a few steps from them and they whisper, I walkf past the room as they whisper and they close the doot. - see them speaking softly as a family (this to remind u is supposed to be my family) anyway so I mainline them and as soon as I arrive the talking stops and we have an awkward moment. This has been my contact with this side of my family for the duration of a 'dream holiday'

Its hard to take away the pain and focus only on the joy, gladly There have been times I have managed to ignore and filter and seen the beauty of long white beaches in mozambique, staying on the top of a dune in a house made of palm under a mosquito net watching the moon rise above the ocean. The fun of a jeep sliding in the sand , used to carry the locals to there make shift house, truly living off the land!

I learnt nostly from the locals, admiring them for there very simple lives, seeming so gratefull, there little farms and there children going to school in the dust, stopping for every white man, screaming 'sweets,sweets' almost sounding like a choir of goats, they tie to their coconut trees. This has inspired me to let go of europe for a while and plan an adventure through my own land- africa.

I could go on , but more stories will prevail, as there are many through the eyes of all.