I leave Spain and heave a sigh, and say goodbye

I was already contemplating the sad reality that my Spanish adventure was coming to an end when I walked into the Basilica of the Sagrada Familia during my final couple of days in Barcelona. As soon as I stepped through the front doors into the main hall of Sagrada Familia, I felt moved by the … Continue reading I leave Spain and heave a sigh, and say goodbye

Same tour, different journeys

Right now, it feels like I am on an exploration of womanhood and its many wonderful paths. That's because the people I have spent the most time with since being made redundant in early April have been other women. During my first stop in my home State of Western Australia, I spent a lot of … Continue reading Same tour, different journeys

Never lost for pictures in Ronda

Ronda is apparently a place where writers and poets of previous centuries have come and found inspiration for their work. Take a stroll around this Andalusian city nestled between the mountains and it’s easy to understand why, although there are also places here so lovely you could easily find yourself lost for words. Either way, … Continue reading Never lost for pictures in Ronda

Where waters meet and two continents stand apart

As an Australian visiting Europe it’s always interesting to reflect on proximity, similarity and diversity. In comparison to Europe, our island nation is isolated, which means that much of what we have has evolved as separate and unique, and the influences of different waves of migrants to our shores are relatively recent history. This is … Continue reading Where waters meet and two continents stand apart

The bar of Seville

There was a beautiful moment in the tapas bar which is reputed to be Seville’s oldest – a bar called El Rinconcillo, established in 1670. Typical of tapas bars, you graze from your small plates standing up, while enjoying a cold Cerveza or Sangria. Our group of eight women has been turning heads everywhere we … Continue reading The bar of Seville