It was our first pilgrimage. We got professional advice and chose what we thought were the ideal shoes. When we went for practise walks, I got blisters; that was normal for me. We listened to podcasts on blister care and… Read More »A little friction
We sat on our folding canvas chairs listening to the concert. In front of us, thousands of young people stood or jumped to the amping music. Dazzling lights and images danced with the rhythm. Midnight edged closer. I wore a… Read More »The lull of comfort
Last week we snorkelled on the Great Barrier Reef. I wasn’t sure what I was in for, but we found Nemo and lots of Nemo’s friends, including turtles that spoke with an Australian accent (well, Australian turtles anyway). Between snorkelling… Read More »Finding Nemo
Yesterday we visited Daintree Rainforest in Queensland Australia. This rainforest is older than the Amazon. At the Discovery Centre, we wandered around on paths ranging from ground level to 23 metres in the air. We’re familiar with walking in the… Read More »It’s kinda seedy
This time last year, I crossed the border from Egypt to Israel. I didn’t understand why I had chosen the land crossing, but a few days ahead I realised that I was crossing the border on the day of Passover… Read More »It would have been enough
You have three doors in front of you. Which one will you choose? Each one has its own set of far-reaching consequences, but from this side of the door it’s hard to tell what they might be. We have decisions… Read More »Something of Consequence
I was in a hostel bathroom. The sign on the wall said, “Use only ONE paper towel to dry your hands. The planet and the hostel thank you.” I have seen ladies in public toilets pull out up to 10… Read More »A royal flush
I was in the arctic circle. It was freezing cold. Our guide told us about what it is like to live here in the winter months when the sun doesn’t rise for four months. Two of those months the sky… Read More »The hope of dawn
We were driving down a hill and the tour guide took great care to describe the stream flowing alongside the road. It was about one metre across. It wound to the left, it wound to the right, it curved back… Read More »What’s in a name?
Last month I had the privilege of visiting Jordan. When we were in Wadi Rum, our Jordanian guide pointed out a rock that looked like a head. He described it as a giant’s head. Well, I love a good story,… Read More »Where’s the evidence?