Island Travel
Local people on far off splats of the planet
plopped in the middle of the ocean often seem to think that Westerners come
from a 'better place'.
It takes time to convince them that this is,
for the most part, not so. The stresses islanders face consist greatly of
the danger of coconuts dropping on their heads or the Ultimate Monsoon
coming to wipe out their entire island. Petty village squabbles of territory
and who is courting who. Wealth is measured by interesting yardsticks
depending upon which chunk of terra firma you stand. Fancy pots, snazzy
beads, an actual car or horse, or boat or canoe or bicycle. The delight in a
new pair of shoes is so refreshing so natural, so innocent. Tussles of ego
are usually minor as they eventually give way to the balmy air, the
abundance of fish and the rhythm of season and time.
On the left you will find some of the
places I have been privileged to explore, some links to good sites.
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Have camera -
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Enjoy your visit - and never, ever daydream without the proper
travel authorization in triplicate and copies for your files |
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I miss my sister |
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