Weekend Coffee Share 2nd December 2018

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It is hard to believe that this week has gone by so quickly.  It seems like yesterday that I wrote my last coffee post but as the link up was down I didn’t catch up with all the coffee shares from those I hope are still participating. As it is the single most important thing happening in my life at the moment, at the risk of sounding repetitious I have to start with the publication of my memoir

Screen Shot 2018-11-24 at 6.16.31 amMy order will arrive Monday and Tuesday and I am looking forward to holding it in my hand. It is hard to believe that a manuscript I had hoped to have finished for my mother’s 70th birthday – she is now 90 – has finally grown wings and left home to roost, I hope, in homes around the world. It is my story telling of the period of our life that we were business partners with the paramount chief of a small remote island in the Pacific. It is a book of customs and cults, chiefs and witchdoctors and a true story of survival with limited resources.

This has kept me busy most of the week as I worked on details for a launch. I am going to post how I went about publication and what needs to be attended to post publication. I will start that this week.

I’m also feeling happy that I have finally put pen to paper and created. I felt that I had lost all my creativity as I became overwhelmed with life but this week I posted Tuvalu Thoughts  and it gives me confidence to keep going.

Now that my Mum doesn’t drive I have had driving duties most days. The one day I told her to catch a taxi the company sent a maxi cab that is like a mini bus. There was no way my mother could climb into it and apparently the driver lifted her in to Mum’s embarrassment. At least now she knows to ask for a normal car to come to pick her up.

I am reading The Merry Go Round in the Sea by an Australian author Randolf Stowe. This is the third time I have read it and I believe it to be a classic Australian novel.  Are you reading anything? Have you been to any good films lately. It’s over to you for you to tell me how your week has been. Thank you for dropping in for coffee, it is lovely to see you. Thanks to  eclecticali  who is our host of the weekend coffee share.

 

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Noosa – In My town: Sunday Stills

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we have wonderful off leash doggie parks where humans want to be as much as their dogs.

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We also have the river with wonderful sunsets

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and birdlife

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and most importantly – friends to share it with.

In response to Sunday Stills prompt – in my town

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Fishing on the Nile: Silent Sunday

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I’m Sorry!: Times Past Challenge

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I’m starting this post with an apology for suddenly disappearing without warning that Times Past was going on holiday for a couple of months. I know some of you wondered/worried what had happened to me and I’m sorry that I did that. My disappearance was simply that I had to take time out. Suddenly, unexpectedly my world suddenly became too much for me and some things had to go in the short term.

Saying sorry made me wonder about Times Past. Did we feel guilty easier then, or in different generations or locations. Have our values or morals changed or do we experience guilt, wrong doing in just the way we always have done. Today I am asking you to think back to the time that you remember as being the first time you felt sorry, guilty or some other emotion where you wanted to say that you were sorry for your actions.

Please join in giving your location at the time of your memory and  your generation. An explanation of the generations and the purpose of the prompts along with conditions for joining in can be seen at the Times Past Page. Join in either in the comments or by creating your own post and linking. Looking forward to your memories.

Baby Boomer – Australia  country town

I have no doubt that I said the words many times before this event but this stands out in my memory as the first time I can remember these emotions coming from within myself, unbidden by parents or others.

I was around five years old and living in a small country town in NSW Australia. We lived about a half hour walk from school and having graduated from kindergarten to first class I was now allowed to walk home alone. I think my brother was supposed to walk with me but he wasn’t telling and nor was I.

The walk was three long streets in length and in the second street was Tattersall’s pub and a green grocer. This shop always tempted me with its hessian sacks of produce almost as tall as me on the street side of its entrance. The fruit held no appeal to me at all but the beans and peas were a constant temptation. One day it became too much for me and my little hand reached in and took a handful of plump, juicy beans.

“Oi,” was all I heard before I took off running. I altered my route and ran through a vacant block of ground dropping the beans as I ran. My pace didn’t slow until I was within sight of home where I slowed but my heart continued to pound with fear, guilt and remorse for what I had done.

Later that night a policeman knocked on the door. I hid under the bed with visions of being thrown in jail for my actions. I later discovered that the policeman was in Rotary with my Father and had some business to discuss with him.

The guilt I felt over the bean theft still remains with me. It was a good lesson learnt. I was never tempted to shoplift as many girls did in their teenage years and have never stolen  – all because at five I felt guilty and sorry.

Baby Boomer UK Rural

Heavy Hands #sorrynotsorry

I’m looking forward to reading  your memories…….

Gen X South Africa city

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Tuvalu Thoughts: Friday Fictioneers

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The line is cast

No longer can the hook be seen

Through water murky –

rust, oil and other waste mingle

Fish bites

The line reels in

Fish gasps

black sludge drips

drip…. drip

from open sores leaking

black, rotting blood.

Hunger versus distaste

which will win.

Salt kills

Oil kills

The rising sea

has salinised the gardens

laying them to waste

forcing man and fish

to eat their death

Suffering all the way.

Pour oil on troubled waters

That is what they say

I beg you not

Please find another way

It may be insignificant me today

The next day you.

 

Thank you to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers

and also to Nick Allen who supplied this week’s photo prompt

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5 Words in Egypt: Pick a word yr 3: Thursday’s Special

Every month Paula gives us 5 words for us to choose one or all to demonstrate by photo. The words this month are palatial, spurting, cerulean, radiating, comic. 

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This palatial building found in Alexandria  was King Farouk’s summer palace, Al-Haramik Palace, although it was built by his father Fuad I in 1932. It is found in the Montaza gardens overlooking the sea. It is built in a mix of Ottoman and Florentine styles with two fairy tale like towers. With the cerulean sky and radiating sun it was a real sight to behold.

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When I saw this spurting water which was hard to tell if it was intentional or simply a broken water pipe I became aware that fountains were something we had not seen once in our time in Egypt. Unlike Europe where fountains and water troughs are everywhere like the dryness of the country water did not feature in their towns either as decoration or as a place where water could be collected. Not that we saw anyway.

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This lift in the Cecil Hotel Alexandria gave us one of our comic relief moments when reading the sign displayed between the lift doors.

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Preparing to travel to Egypt: Travel Thoughts 1

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My approach to travel is normally  lazy.  I generally don’t research anything before leaving, I pack the day before or the day of departure and I don’t take a lot with me. This trip was an exception to the rule. We had been visiting Egypt in 2011 but the uprising against Hosni Mobarak put an end to that trip. Prior to that in Luxor we knew that 18 tourists had been killed at the Luxor temple. That hadn’t stopped us preparing to go in 2011 as that kind of thing could sadly happen anywhere in the world. You wouldn’t travel to the United States,  Paris, London and even these days Australia’s own Melbourne if you were worried about that kind of thing. In 2011, however, the Australian Government put out travel warnings and our tour operator cancelled the tour. Perhaps a good thing as it was costing us three times what we paid for this trip which we bought as a scoopon (online cheap deals).

So whilst Roger read about the pharohs and Gods and Goddesses, heiroglyphics and cartouches  I  researched some dos and don’ts for the visitor to Egypt.

Both men and women should wear long sleeves and long pants. A man can get away with it but it is not a good idea for a woman. Anything I can get in Australia with long sleeves is hot and I knew that I would struggle if I was trussed up in 50 degree heat. Luckily we chose the right time of year to go. Temperatures were less than they were at home with an average around 25 degrees. No rain. If any comes it arrives in winter (Dec, Jan, Feb). In fact it was perfect weather for the gruelling tour task we had undertaken. The best months for weather and for less tourists is March to May or September to November. I would have struggled if we had gone in the heat of summer. I accessed bamboo clothing and light cotton long sleeved shirt dresses. Roger said that I looked as though I belonged  in Egypt in the clobber I chose and to tell the truth I would have felt uncomfortable in less.

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photo courtesy of our guide Bassem

Our research showed that we could obtain our Egyptian visas at Cairo airport as long as we had $25 US. It also said that we should passport photos to give them and birth certificate. We obtained these items but found they were unnecessary. All we needed was the money and our passport and it was done in a flash.

How much money to take was our biggest quanderry. We rang the operator that Scoopon directed us to and she said ” you have paid for everything so you shouldn’t need anything more than a bit of spending money.” NOT TRUE. We took her at her word and as we are not big buyers of market items when we travel we organised US$200 with around a quarter in $1 notes. I had read that these were essential  for toilet tipping, and the odd other unexpected thing. Apart from that we could withdraw Egyptian dollars in cash from ATMs using our keycard and for any purchase made there would always be our credit card. In reality we needed around $1000 Au cash for tips. As an Australian I am not used to tipping and this came as a big shock. Our tour was very cheap but did not include tips. The more expensive tours did include the tips. It is something you need to check when you sign up for a tour. Our trip was still cheaper when the tips were added on but it became an issue for all the Australians in our group by the end of the tour when it was realised just how much extra money they had to find – and everyone is on a budget. You don’t chose to go cheap if you aren’t. That aside, if we had been prewarned it would not have been an issue. We also found that there were additional tours that could be bought and you are only there once so you tend to take up most of them. Each person needs to allow around $500 US for these.

The final preparation I had to go was prepare my camera. I knew there would be much I wanted to photograph and I worried about battery and memory. I purchased a battery charger and an additional battery. We already had power converter for our Australian electrical plugs (Egypt uses the EU round plugs)). I purchased four memory cards – 2 x 32 gb and 2 x16 GB.  This was worth it = particularly the battery. Every day I found I had to change my battery. I used the 64 gb but as my camera will download to my ipad I could have wiped the memory card and survived with just the one 32gb. I like a margin of safety and will keep the photos on the cards as well as on the computer.

With not enough money, our small bags packed with long sleeved items, tickets, camera and passport we were ready to leave knowing that we needed to take with us a relaxed attitude and a sense of humour to Egypt. We would also be sensitive and respectful to Egypt’s customs, traditions, culture and different religions. As an Islamic country men and women who are not from the same family are not permitted to touch each other and any public displays of affection are offensive. This was going to be difficult for me as we often hold hands but we were prepared to try. I also had to try and remember to be one handed as in Egypt the left is used only for sanitary purposes. It would be an insult to hand money over with my left hand or take a handful of crisps with it. I knew I would do my best with these things but would I remember not to drink from the tap?

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© irene waters 2018 We travel light. This was our checked in luggage. Roger had no carry on and I had a small day pack.

 

 

 

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Sunrise in the Sahara: Cold: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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4am the phone rings. Bright as a button I answer. I wonder how many cold, grumpy, sleepy responses the wake-up man gets to his phone call. We pick up our breakfast box and are on our way by 4.30am. We are off to Abu Simbel but I’m looking forward to seeing the sunrise over the Sahara just as much.

 

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By 6am we are well into the desert and the bus stops to give us a photography moment. Lets face it – how often do most of us get to see Sunrise in the Sahara? We alight and are hit with biting cold air. One wraps her shawl around her tighter, shivering.

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A short blast of cold. The next time we would alight at Abu Simbel we would feel the heat of the day – and it wasn’t yet 8am.

In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Prompt

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Alexandria, Egypt: Wordless Wednesday

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Carpet Making in Egypt: Tuesdays of Texture

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On our first day in Egypt we visited a carpet making school that was close to the pyramids at Saqqara. We were told that education is compulsory in Egypt up to the end of primary school level. In agricultural areas, however, the children were an integral part of the workforce – planting, harvesting etc and were needed in order for the family to survive. Someone came up with the idea of carpet schools where the children would not only learn a trade which would supplement the families income but would also give them some formal education – reading, writing and arithmetic.

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We entered on the ground floor of a two story building and the manager took us over to one of the carpet makers. His fingers fairly flew as he tied knots. Our lecturer asked him to slow down so we could observe how it was done and even then I was in awe at the dexterity of his fingers.

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I had been expecting to see young children but all the carpet weavers were of an older age – ex pupils who were now teachers and artisans in their own right. We saw wool carpets and silk being made either by knotting or on a loom.

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We were then taken upstairs to the showroom where we were given a cup of hibiscus tea to enjoy as we wandered the finished articles. This was our first example of a showroom. Men hover waiting for you to start looking and then they pounce and don’t let you go.

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We would have bought one but we weren’t given a chance to wander unhindered to allow us to decide which carpet was our favourite. We left without purchasing but we did enjoy the textures we saw.

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