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Do you enjoy snorkeling and diving? Bali has some delightful areas to explore underwater and as the temperature is always warm in this tropical zone, there’s no need to don a wetsuit.
Rachael snorkeling near Menjangan Island, North west Bali. Photo S Morgan.
This year’s Balinese underwater adventure was enjoyed by Mr T and our daughter: the trip was a birthday gift from daughter to father, and will be another diving adventure they will recall forever. Due to my increasing lack of confidence on the open sea, especially in an area known for some ‘interesting’ currents, I remained behind and enjoyed another massage. These photos were taken mostly by Mr T, with his cheap underwater camera.
Mr T, near Menjagen Island, North west Bali. Photo by Rachael Morgan.
One of the best diving spots in Bali is in the north-west of the island at Pemuteran. The village, at present, is…
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“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
― Mark Twain
July Moon
In the darkness, of the suburban skies
Something mysterious, up there lies
A being, very old and very wise
Sometimes,
Showing its full size
Other times
It too, has to downsize
But on this special of nights
We have turned off all the lights
Now silently, standing, staring, watching,
With nothing but pride
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“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
― Mark Twain
July Moon
It came, well rounded
Onto a sky, a little clouded
In an ancient mystery, shrouded
With my heart, pounding
I listen to it sounding
With feelings, totally profounding
Alas, poor little me, I am but grounded
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“As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes
To Coffee or not To Coffee?
To coffee, or not to coffee,
Should that really be a question?
A coffee by any other name,
Would smell as sweet
When things get rough
The tough make a cup of coffee
People living in glass houses
Should drink their coffees out of cups
There is no place like home
With a fresh pot of coffee
Like birds of a feather
Two cups of coffee
Monkey see, monkey doo
Monkey drink their coffee too
To whom the bells toll:
It surely is time for a cup of coffee
Easy says as easy does,
Just make that damned cup of coffee!
When in Rome,
Have a cup of coffee!
Come to the dark side
We’ve got lots of coffee!
It’s a little past one o’clock in the morning, and we are coming home after a nice walk on Ocean Drive, when we hear faint squealing. Right outside the police department, across the street from our house, stands a tall, young, Latin-looking policeman, holding something so small, it can’t even be seen. Lost in his…
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