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gwoongi · 5 years

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(draft) 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 ⎈ jimin

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 park jimin / reader genre: siren au words: 3k

From an early age, he always loved the sea.

a/n: i decided to upload all of my abandoned works, to not only honour the hours i spent writing them but also to show how much i’ve improved. dug out this gem, definitely either a threecyphers or cosykims piece.

warnings: none apply.

*note: this is an UNFINISHED WORK that has been abandoned and therefore will not be completed in the future :3

From an early age, he always loved the sea.

At the age of three, during his first visit to the pebbled banks of a beach in a country he knew not of, he gazed with love at the way the tasteless brown waves cascaded and overturned upon milky coloured sands, a trickle of curious water leaking up into some child’s messy, damp and falling apart sandcastle.

He loved the smell of the salt and the toe curling feeling of seaweed brushing against his toes as the waves aborted back to the deep end. He loved the sound of the gulls singing from the cliffs encircling the small, rocky cove and the lethargic noise of the waves rolling up onto the shores, and then pulling back as if allergic with an almost rewind-effect noise. And oh, how he loved the sea- the peaceful and distracting colours of muddy brown or navy blue depending on where he stood to gaze, and the curious image of the water spreading for miles upon miles for the wind and the sun to explore, no space or time for human feet to search.

At the age of seven, his mother took him to the beach on what seemed like a surprising dull afternoon, when the waves were violent and the skies were a slate colour. Jimin had stared at his mother with a perplexed expression, questioning her motives on dragging him away from his toys to stare at such a depressing sight- no children to run across the Busan sands, no umbrellas to shade them from the sun’s smile. Instead, he stared questioningly away from his mother and at the ocean itself, remembering its meaning to him and henceforth, a smile appears upon his lips, welcoming the spits of rain as he charges towards the ocean front. He let the smell of the ocean soak into his skin, the wind mess up his hair, the vengeful sound of the waves crashing like the symbols at his school’s band productions. Perhaps Park Jimin enjoys windy beach days over sunny beach ones?

At the age of eleven, he was taking trips to the beach alone with only his bike as a friend. His bike, the sea and his lunchbox.

And then, at the age of sixteen, he stopped visiting the sea.

He isn’t sure why.

However, times changed and the seas churned until Park Jimin was nineteen, in University, with the stress hanging like heavy sacks of flour from his eyelids. Destress, Park Jimin, his brain seemed to scream at an hour of 7am, his classmates rolling out of their covers for morning lectures and half of him laughs, almost mockingly, because his classes were seemingly cancelled. Destress, and take some time off.

And so he goes to see the sea, and despite not visiting for years upon years, it almost looks the same. It’s the same sea, the same pebbles, the same dull, grey sky. Alas, he is home.

Short of breath, Jimin stands with his toes enveloped in the water, his eyes soaking up the sight of the ocean before him once more. The ripples of waves, the bubbles from fish, the fins of creatures poking up above the surface of the ocean- it all feels so nostalgic to him. A thalassophile, his grandfather had named him once from the porch of his cottage, the sandy dunes grazing upon his knees that fine evening. He always remembered the word, the meaning behind it, and how much it applied to him.

A thalassophile he is, a thalassophile he will always be.

Jimin spends the morning strolling across the length of the beach, his shoes in one hand and his hair blowing annoyingly into his eyes as he walked. His feet took him to the harbour, the pier reaching out into the ocean and underneath, a secret line of pebbles leading to the other side of the beach, towards the hidden coves he used to visit with his mother when he was just a boy. Naturally, as if remembering the memory, Jimin steps underneath the pier to walk slowly past the washed up driftwood and lazy crabs snapping their claws as he hurried by. The damp smell of old wood fills his nostrils as he walks, a sentimental smell, that carries with him all the way until he reaches the cove. It’s just a pool of aegean blue water, swirling in the center very slowly with an ethereal glow from beneath the tide. Jimin walks slowly towards the space he always used to sit, now stolen by the sea leaving only a small space of pebbles and seashells for him to sit. He does, anyway, having missed the serene location too much to pick himself up and turn away.

The landscape was beautiful, rendering him speechless as the sun glimmered upon the waters surface, a shine mesmerising like the stars on a clear night sky. A shallow sigh leaves Jimin’s lips and his lids flutter to a close, letting the silence and the sun consume him entirely.

When his eyes close, he misses it. He misses the ripple of water crash against a boulder standing lonely in the far right of the pool; he misses the dark-grey fin slap against the rock and he even misses the strand of fiery coloured hair swim in the water. Yet when his eyes do open he sees nothing but the same as before.

But something is different; the waves aren’t moving anymore and the gulls avoid flying over the circular ceiling of the cove. The water looks darker and more pigmented with ebony hues, and- why is it suddenly so cold?

As if drawn to it, his eyes travel from the pebbles beneath his feet to the water, and he almost- almost- misses it this time. But he doesn’t, and he rises in what feels like horror- no, shock- no, admiration- as he spots a fin cut through the waves like a blade in butter. The sharp cuts smash against the rocks, towards the pebbles surrounding his shoes, like a whip in the west, the sound is so sharp. Jimin stands with his mouth hanging agape when he notices the fin attached to a tail...attached to a person.

A person, he thinks. A person.

The boy watches in curiosity as the red spirals of hair glide under the water as the person rises from the waves, shyly peering her head over one of the boulders alone in the pool. Something in him churns at the sight of her, even more when she pushes herself up on two palms to lift her body up onto the boulder, staring over at him without a wavering look. Jimin can’t help but notice- for there’s not much else he can be looking at, here- that she wears nothing on her top half, only a bare chest that he can’t help but gaze at. Her hair, actually, stops at her shoulders, cascading down like a waterfall to her shoulder blades behind her. And, almost mockingly, she spies on him with a wondering eye, innocence bleeding from her lips as she cocks her head to the side observing. He almost wants to do the same, although he is frozen in complete awe. Had he ever seen something so beautiful in his entire life?

Despite knowing nothing of her, he is mesmerised. From the way her lips are so voluptuous and blue, to the way her skin shines three dimensionally like a prism, even right down to the way her breasts curve so perkily, so round and smooth looking from where Jimin is standing from the other side of the cove. Jimin is rendered speechless, so much that he barely registers the fact that he is staring at an empty space. She disappears back under the water as quickly as she had surface, and something similar to disappointment bubbles in Jimin’s stomach. How silly of him, to have allowed something so precious and delicate escape?

The student frowns, rising to his feet and brushing off the sand that clings to his jeans. Allowing himself one final peek at the ocean, he sighs at the absence of the woman and collects his things in his free hands, carefully stepping over the driftwood and seaweed that pulls up with the tide. As his body gets smaller and smaller in the distance, the girl surfaces once more; she watches as he parts, ruffling his hair and looking back even though he could see nothing. Sourness ripens in her throat as she watches him go, as she watches him leave for the second time in her entire life. Until next time, she thinks. Will you return?

Park Jimin plans to, and next time, he’ll bring swimming wear.

His return is quicker than initially expected, she admits.

Picking fitting weather, Park Jimin fakes a sick day at University to step out onto the shores of the beach. It’s been a little less than a week, but there are many unanswered questions drowning him that he cannot cope any longer. His professor notices his wandering attention during lectures, and is actually the person to suggest Jimin taking a day off. He accepts, a little too quickly for it to be believable, and sets off towards his dormitory with little to no intention of resting away his feelings.

Instead, the boy grabs a white shirt and plain trousers before setting off, subtly, towards the doors of the dormitory and not looking back until his feet have arrived at the dusty sands of the beach he loves so much.

She watches him as he approaches the same cove as before, and she stalks his movements towards the secluded area until he is seated, in the same position, staring at the same boulder with the same expression and the same obliviousness. It’s actually, she admits, kind of cute.

Nonetheless, she waits an appropriate length of time before showing herself to him once again. She waits until he is restless, tired of waiting- she waits right up until the moment he toys with the laces of his shoes and only barely catches the flash of her hair from the corner of his eyes.

His attention is no longer on his feet but instead on her, just how she likes it.

“You are back,” she calls. And Jimin doesn’t quite know what to say.

She waits, wordlessly, and stares at him from a distance, in the same upright position with her palms flat across the ridges of the boulder. Gasping for breath, as if he were submerged under the waves, Jimin clears his throat and pulls at the collar of his shirt. She looks different, despite them only being apart for less than a week. Her hair is now chin length, and no longer a crimson colour. Her locks of hair are now a peacock shade, although darker due to the water that clings to her roots. Like before, she exposes herself to the boy standing so cluelessly on the beach, eyes everywhere, nostrils flared, heart thumping.

“Your hair,” he says without thinking.

She raises a brow: “hair?”

“Your hair is different,” he dumbly calls. “It’s shorter.”

The woman stills. “It is just hair. Your hair is different too. It is not as messy today.”

He doesn’t know whether to be offended or not, but instead he stays quiet and stares at her, in what appears to be admiration, as she stands her ground (or, ocean) by the rock. It is only when she sighs and blinks once, before disappearing back beneath the waves for several minutes. Those minutes feel like eternity for Park Jimin, who feels like he’s just been punched.

She has left again? Perhaps he scared her off with his staring. But he’s just a boy, just a kid, just a stupid kid. He can’t help his hormones! Jimin shakes his head, ridding of those thoughts as he looks back over at the ocean. It is still and dark in its appearance and he purses his lips ever so slightly, casting a gaze back down at his swimming clothes sitting untouched on the pile of pebbles by his feet. She is gone, now.

As he collects his things, Jimin slips his feet back into his shoes and starts to make his way towards the underside of the pier, ready to return back to his dorms.

“You are leaving?”

He jumps, startled, and looks back towards the pool where the girl has re-emerged, treading water idly near to the shore, watching the boy as he attempts to leave. He doesn’t.

“I thought you were gone,” he admits quietly, noting the way her features are less bright, less enthusiastic. Is she frowning? “I’m sorry.”

The girl tilts her head to the side. “What is your name?”

He opens his mouth, mockingly like a fish out of water. The mermaid (he thinks) is not phased by it, however, and he speaks loudly so she can hear: “I’m Jimin.”

A hint of a smile flashes across the girl’s lips. “Y/N.”

“You have a pretty name,” Jimin says, without really registering the fact that he just said that. Y/N smirks to herself, the corners of her mouth flicking up as her lips purse. “Are…” he starts, “you...a mermaid?”

Y/N is silent for a moment, “Of sorts. My mother bargained with a giant squid and was given an egg. That egg was me.”

Jimin pauses- “Your father is a squid?”

And the girl looks genuinely confused: “What?”

“Never mind,” Jimin is quick to brush it off. “...I...I like your tail.” He watches as the tip of her tail catches the top of the waves, cutting through the water quickly and splashing, causing ripples to quiver across the dark shades of blue.

“Thank you,” Y/N replies. Then she hesitates, looking back up at the boy through her eyelashes. “Would you like to….touch it?”

Obviously hesitant, Jimin looks at her in silence for several minutes. The sky dims to a rich, gloomy shade of grey and the wind picks up, ruffling his fringe across his forehead.

“...Can I?” he asks. He regrets asking.

“I would not have offered if you weren’t allowed to,” she points out. “You can come and touch it, Jimin. Take off your shoes and clothes and come in.”

Although he should really decline, Jimin’s feet begin to push out of his shoes, his heels digging into the sand as he crouches to take off his socks and stuff them inside. The girl watches from the water as Jimin begins to change into his swimming clothes, and she arches a brow: “What are you doing, boy?”

He pauses, “I’m getting dressed. So that I can come into the water.” He stops: “Girl.”

“Must you even dress?” she asks curiously, twirling in the water. “Come in without clothes, there is nothing to be afraid of.”

Jimin opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. “I...I would like to change.”

The girl sighs, turning to face the cliffside. “Alright then.”

He watches as she continues to stare at the cliffside and not look back, so Jimin takes this as an opportunity to change into his rather simple swimming clothes. When he is all done, facing the ocean-front winds, he takes gentle steps towards the tide and shudders when his toes are submerged in the contents of the sea. Y/N looks over her shoulder to see that he is changed and approaching, and something close to amusement rises in her body.

“Just come on in,” she calls. “The water is not cold when you are in it.”

He finds it inside of him to nod and he steps through the waves, freezing all over. Y/N watches his every movement and her tail cuts through the water roughly as he approaches. By now, the water is at his knees and her body is pulsing with excitement. She extends her arms outwards, and Jimin notices her webbed fingers and is fascinated, reaching out to hold them and she pulls him forward encouragingly, all the way until he is only breaths away from her. He realises their closeness but does nothing to try and move away. Instead, he stares right at her; he stares at her misty eyes, the stardust-like freckles upon the bridge of her nose, the way her lips part at his arrival, the way her skin is naturally highlighted and glowing in the dull sunshine.

“I have never met a human before,” she muses. Then pauses, laughing, “Well, besides the sailors.”

“I’ve never met a mermaid before,” Jimin replies. “Ever!”

Y/N smiles, “I saw you before, when you were younger. On the beach with your Mother. I wondered if we would ever meet again. And, here we are.”

Jimin is quiet, “here we are.”

bloody hell back then i didnt know what plot development meant lmao.......tragedy luv....

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fatenista · 5 years

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“Wow, we’re moving to Sydney?” I remember that excitement we had for our new adventure ahead. It was last year of Adil’s PhD, so we were looking for ‘What’s next and where’s next’.

By October, 2018, Adil got an offer from UNSW as a postdoctoral fellow in Oceanography, Sydney. We had around 6 months before we move to the new place. Adil was excited to go to Australia because he wanted to see Australia. He was born in Australia (QLD) when his father did his PhD. UNSW is also where his father graduated his Master!

Adil always hears the good-life story living in Australia from his mom, so for us, it’s a really exciting experience to go live in a new place.

During UNSW interview

Congrats Dr.Adil!!

First thing first, visa. The visa process is so easy because everything is online. Maybe it was easy because we’re sponsored. The requirements for the visa was not too tiring, we just uploaded all needed documents but heyyyyyy, we’re Thai so it pretty sucks that we were asked to get “Police Clearance” which we had to get it from Thailand (Only).

บ่นเป็นภาษาไทยน่าจะมันส์กว่านะ คือเราติดต่อเรื่องนี้กับกงสุลไทย ซึ่งมันดูง่ายมาก เราเเค่เข้าไปกรอกข้อมูลเเล้วปั็มลายนิ้วมือ (ประกาศๆ เมืองไทยยังไม่ใช้ระบบเเสกน Biometric เหมือนโลกที่ 1 นะจ๊ะ เรายังใช้หมึกตราม้ากันอยู่ในการพิมพ์ลายนิ้วมือ) ขอบคุณบังซุฟยานกับบังยะห์ยามากที่ช่วยเหลือเราเต็มที่ในการเดินเรื่องตรงนี้ หลังจากเรากรอกเเล้วปัํมนิ้วมือ เอ้ะ! เดี๋ยวก่อน จำได้ว่าของเรายากมาก ไม่เเน่ใจเพราะนิ้วเล็กไปรึเปล่า ถึงปั็มเเล้วไม่เห็นลายนิ้วมือ ต้องกดเเรงมากๆถึงจะโอเค บังบอกว่า “ถ้าไม่ชัด เค้าจะไม่ทำให้” คนไทยที่เคยขอส่งไปไม่เคยได้เลยสักคน เราก็เเบบ “หาาาา! เเล้วเเบบนี้เราจะได้ไม๊เนี่ย ก๊อชชช!” พอบังบอกว่า “โอเค ได้ละ” ทางกงสุลเลยถามเราว่า “จะให้ทางกงสุลส่งไปหรือทางเราจะสามารถหาเพื่อนไปส่งเอกสารไปให้สำนักตำรวจได้ เเบบที่สองจะเร็วกว่านะเเละชัวร์กว่าว่าเค้าได้ เพื่อนสามารถตามเรื่องได้ด��วย” เราก็เลยโอเค ติดต่อเพื่อนไป ต้องขอบคุณนูรีย์ มากกกกๆๆๆ อีกคนที่ช่วยเหลือตลอด โชคดีที่ออฟฟิสนูรีย์อยู่เเถวนั้น นูรีย์บอกเบื่อบอสเมื่อไหร่จะออกไปทำเรื่องให้ ฮ่าๆ การขอใบนี้มันยากเย็นที่สุดละ อุปสรรคมาก ค่าธรรมเนียมขอใบสำหรับสองคนก็สองพันนะ ณ จุดนี้ ขอขอบคุณบังเด้ะมากๆๆๆๆๆๆๆๆๆ ที่ช่วยโอนเงินให้เพื่อนเดินเรื่องนี้ก่อน 😀 ไม่มีทุกคนที่กล่าวมาข้างบนนี้ เราคงไม่ได้มาอยู่ซิดนีย์เเละมาบ่นให้ทุกคนฟังเหมือนวันนี้ คิคิ หลังจากนูรีย์ไปจัดการส่งเอกสาร ไม่กี่วันต่อมาทางสำนักตำรวจติดต่อนูรีย์ละบอกว่า ลายนิ้วมือไม่ชัดนะ ทำไม่ได้ I was like … wtf!!! ห่วยเเตกมากกก เห้อออ ทำไงดี โชคดีเรามีบังเด้ะที่คอยช่วยเราอีกคน บังเด้ะช่วยเราได้เยอะมากๆ บังเด้ะติดต่อไปเเล้วทางสำนักตำรวจ (คนที่ดำเนินเรื่องนี้) เค้าบอกว่า มีอีกทางนะ เเบบไม่ต้องใช้ลายนิ้วมือ .. again, I was like ..เห้ยย! ทำไมไม่ทำให้ประกาศให้มันเป็นที่ทราบทั่วกันล่ะคะ ว่าสำหรับคนไทยที่พำนักอยู่ต่างประเทศ มันสามารถทำเเบบไม่ต้องใช้ลายนิ้วมือก็ได้? คืออันนี้ไม่ได้ต้องการจะพูดไม่ดีถึงการทำงานราชการของทางไทย เเค่สงสัยในฐานะคนไทยคนหนึ่งที่คิดว่าระบบมันควรจะเอื้อประชาชนมากกว่านี้ .. Anyways, ทางนั้นบอกว่า ถ้าให้ทำเเบบนั้น ต้องจ่ายเพิ่มคนละ พันห้าร้อยบาท ทางเราก็ตกลง ทำไงได้อีกหล่ะ เสียไป ห้าพันบาท ก็ดีกว่าไม่ได้ใบนั้น จริงๆ ทางออสก็บอกนะว่า ถ้าขอไม่ได้ ให้เเจ้งทางออสไปได้ เเต่สำหรับเราคิดว่า ไหนๆก็พยายามเเล้วก็ลองให้สุด หลังจากนั้นสองวัน เราก็ได้ใบนั้นมา ได้มาปุ๊บ อัพลงเวปขอวีซ่าเลย วันรุ่งขึ้น เราก็ได้วีซ่าออสเลย อยู่ได้สองปี..

Next, plan was looking for housing. I had (a lot of) time to do some research on cost-of-living in Sydney. Housing rental, electric bills, internet and so on. We focus on finding a place where Adil can walk to the office (This way, we can reduce the cost of transportation and also increase our timing flexibility if the distance from home to office is within 15-20 mins.) So! here comes the first wave of shock.. The cost of renting is OUTRAGEOUS. We were looking for a 2-Br, 1B with normal living room, kitchen, and balcony. The cost per WEEK is around A$500-$600! (10,000thb-12,000thb/Week). Lower than this is not a place call home. Trust me, we did try to find cheaper price with a nice and lively place, but we couldn’t.

Normading style

Fly AirAsia!

We flew with AirAsia from KL-SYD, I must say, it wasn’t bad at all. We flew morning and got here 8 hours later. It was night time, we had contacted a Thai driver to drive us to Alison Lodge (Thank you Mint for giving us his info 🙂

We stayed for 10 days before we finally got the house (after 3 house inspection). We did the house inspection, the first house was not like what it looks on the website at all. It’s cramped, small and old. 2nd house was a nice wooden floor, big bedroom but open kitchen is so small and 3rd house is so dark and so old and the first cockroach I saw for the first time in 4 years. Then, we looked up again for a nice house and within distance and price between $500-$600, we found one which is what we were looking for, I contacted the agent and ask for an inspection asap. The price of this one we decided to move in now is $560, nice house and everything is in its place. 2 bedroom, carpeted house, winder binder, spacious balcony, separate kitchen room, bath and shower not too small, laundry room, built-in wardrobe, built-in shoe shelf, door hooks and door mirror. It’s perfect.

Neighborhood

Insha in front of our building

Our first night, we got out first blanket and pillows. We didn’t have anything. อารมณ์เสื่อผืน หมอนใบมากกกก. Next day we went shopping for kitchen stuffs at KMart (Cheap!) Luckily, when we came at that time it was first 6-month that residence here will put away their no-longer use good-stuffs outside their house. So we got some nice plastic chairs for Insha, free good TV, free lamp, dining table, dining chairs, a small carpet, we got a cheap microwave, cheap 2nd hand washing machine, we bought 2nd hand fridge, 2nd hand dryer. We waited for a couple months before we bought the couch. haha what a hard life that time with no couch. We only have 1 mattress for now and we bought a good sofa-bed. Soon, we will need to have another bed but it’s not necessary yet for now.

We got everything nearby our house. The library is just 10 mins walk with great service for the community. We can borrow books from there as many as we like also with toy membership ($75/yearly), Insha can borrow up to 8 toys a time for 3 weeks!

Within few minutes walk, there are a park and playground where all the kids in our neighborhood would go and play together. Most of the parents I met are so diverse. So, that makes me feel comfortable and they are all very nice, helpful and friendly.

15 mins walk from our home is Coogee Beach! Nice sandy beach with so-blue water. It’s true that everything here is expensive, but having a good time at the park and a nice walk to the beach is absolutely FREE!

The food products here are at the best quality but of course, it’s quite pricey. The quality is super good, fresh, farm pick, organic and no-hormone added etc. Downtown Sydney, there’s Thai Town that we go when it’s a sunny weekend. There are shops open by Thai people and we can get all Thai ingredients and veggies at cheap price! (This is what we missed when we were in Saudi)

Oh! One more thing I loveeeeeeeeeeee it so much here that there are second-hand shops at every corner. Pre-loved clothing is so cheap and you can even find nice like-new NEXT blazer or Zara or Adidas at cheap price like $5! Not only clothing, at Vinnies, they have everything; carpet, lamp, clothing racks, kitchen stuffs, books, house deco at very cheap price. Me, love it. Red Cross shops also sell pre-loved clothing, the better quality and branded quality clothing and when you purchased, the $$ you paid also goes to Red Cross charity. Oh, what a great reason to shop 😀

One of the reasons we love Sydney is Taronga Zoo! We got annual passes for both of us and Insha gets in for free. So, whenever it’s sunny, we always go to Taronga. The animals here are super cuddly and so well-cared. There’s no cage, animals live freely in the jungly hill of Sydney (Right opposite the Opera House).

After the zoo, we often go downtown at Darling Harbour. A big playground full of kids and kiddy city-water area for kids to play and have fun!

Or some weekend, we’d go to Sydney Fish Market! Enjoying the fresh seafood and fighting with the seagulls that tried to steal our food!

Our Randwick community events also hold nice events all year. The event we went last time was at Royal Randwick Racecourse, so many kids activities, concerts from Baby Shark, free snacks and everything is FREEEEEEE!

Sydney weather is funny. You can expect it to be sunny around 24 degrees forecast and then dropping to 14 degrees on the same day with strong wind and chilly rain. So, someday, we find some activities to do together at home! Like easy cooking, baking and some painting at our cozy overpriced-renting home.

Last but not least, Thanks Dada Coralust for all of his efforts and always doing his best for us, our little growing family ❤

WE LOVE SYDNEY!

SYDNEYSIDERS "Wow, we're moving to Sydney?" I remember that excitement we had for our new adventure ahead. It was last year of Adil's PhD, so we were looking for 'What's next and where's next'.

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TRUELY CUTE

After 1 day that quickly turned into 2, then 3 and finally four, it was time to leave Monopoli. It is a gorgeous old town full of winding narrow alleyways, a small cove of a sandy beach well patronised, some excellent restaurants, a little fishing harbour, many magnificent baroque churches, grand buildings and happily some locals.

Like all beautiful towns/cities it attracts the masses (us included of course). Here is the age-old dilemma. As tourists we all want to experience the authenticity of such a place and in doing so slowly erode that authenticity. The ‘invasion’ of this town by tourists is in its infancy but we heard a number of times that due to the recent popularity of Puglia, Monopoli has changed significantly in the last 5 years. Of course new hotels can’t be built in the old town so opportunities abound for people to convert old buildings into apartments thereby flooding the town with tourists in summer. Apparently in winter it’s quiet and deserted. Of course with the influx brings many opportunities for tradies converting and renovating buildings, establishment and growth of businesses etc. But we as tourists continue to spoil what we love. So I guess the message is get here fast before Monopoli becomes another Dubrovnik because it’s only a matter of time.

Anyway we absolutely loved our experience there and will take away happy memories from it.

Had received a couple of recommendations of places to visit but a quick breakfast before heading out of town. The breakfast arrangement with our apartment was to hand over a token to the downstairs cafe in exchange for a modest but adequate breakfast. Coinciding with the serving of our croissants, tea and juice was the arrival of the sewer cart. Not sure if this was a regular clearing visitation to the house 10 metres away or a one off blockage. It smelt like there’d been no clearance since it was occupied by the Byzantines. Luckily we could retreat into the cafe where the sympathetic owner whacked on the fan and air conditioner, he himself peeved as no customers in their right mind would come within 100 metres of his restaurant with that stench pervading the air.

Wheeled our luggage 300 metres and I minded it while Chris fetched the car. Followed our well rehearsed packing system and headed to Alberobello about 30 kilometres south west of Monopoli. This region of Puglia is famous for its truilli and Alberobello is truilli central. Truilli are drystone conically roofed houses. The oldest surviving ones date back to 16th century. Various stories claim they were built for storage or as temporary accommodation that could be quickly dismantled when property tax collectors came to town. If only we’d known this prior to renovation Fergie Street. We could have replaced our cottage with a truilli and dismantled it at valuation time significantly reducing Yarra Council’s hefty capital improvement rates. Splendid plan.

Once you get to the region the truilli pop up in singles, pairs or clusters that look like a family community. They are squat round buildings with stone conical roofs with a cup shape top filled with a little ball. I couldn’t decide if they looked like pert breasts or tagines scattered through the fields. They also looked a bit like a man made version of Cappadocia.

Alberobello has the historic centre full of them so we parked up and braved the heat to explore. On the right was a little village of them all pretty and clustered together, maybe a 100. They were all beautifully painted white or left stone with the little ‘areola and nipple’ on the top painted white. We wandered through the heat for a while admiring their hobbit home like quality. Crossed over to the other side of the Main Street which was a far more touristy affair. Lots of little shops selling tea towels, fridge magnets and you know the rest. Probably another 200 more over this side too and happily all in excellent condition. One was furnished and open for inspection so we went in. Straight into the small windowless main room that housed a double bed, fireplace, tv and small table. Off that room was another pokey windowless single bedroom. And that was it. Not sure where ablutions were undertaken but no sewerage cart required there.

Now about 36 degrees with the heat bouncing off the white flagstones and very little shade. Back to the car with lunch on our mind. Next recommendation was Martina Franca a hillside town once again only 30 minutes away. On arrival we had had the usual confusion about parking metres but finally worked out parking between 2pm until 5pm was free. Guess demand is reduced because Italy still enjoys its siesta.

Short walk to the main historical centre and went into the massive church while it was open. A bit of a cold impersonal interior so a quick whip around was all that was required. Meanwhile a lot of activity with lights for Fiestas being put up through town. This was also happening in Monopoli so we assume August is not only crazy with tourists but also with fiestas. After last night’s delicious pizza we went in search of another. Unfortunately not in the same league but it did the job.

While it was a grand town we didn’t feel particularly drawn to it so back in the car again to our third recommendation Ostuni. Chris has got this left hand driving down pat and the little Fiat Punto gets is there, not in a hurry, but eventually. The drive was an easy one (says she with all the bravado from the passenger’s seat) with flat A or B roads carrying little traffic. Truilli sightings continued for most of the 24 kilometre drive along with olive groves, peach/nectarine and apple orchards, little vineyards for nonno’s grappa and fields of tomatoes and melons. Occasionally there were some cattle gathered under trees for some respite from the 36 degree sun.

While on the move I checked out some accommodation in Ostuni and one looked a winner. Only reservation was it appeared not to have a window and we both love fresh air through an open window when we sleep. So we programmed it into Narelle thinking we would check it out on arrival. Missed it on our first lap of Ostuni but second time around got lucky. Parked right out the front but it looked to be an Air BnB with the front door shut. But our timing was good as some other guests were arriving as we got there so the ‘receptionist’ showed us the room. We were in luck. Not only was it on the ground floor but it was huge and beautiful, reasonable and with an opening window. The remainder of the house was available for guests too which included two connected sitting rooms leading out to a balcony and below that a lush garden with sun beds. It was 100% perfect. No hesitation in taking this one. Not often do you land one so tasteful, in such a great position (10 minutes amble to the old town) and so reasonable. Even got lucky with the parking with a free park 10 metres along the road. Sometimes it can be a little wearing such as the frustrating hunt in Fazana while other times they land in your lap.

A bit of down time, Chris watching the Roos beat the Hawks while I had the peaceful garden all to myself for blogging.

Receptionist recommended a restaurant in town and booked it for us. The restaurant setting was lovely under a vine covered terrace allowing a cool breeze to temper the high 20 degree temperature. The dishes we ordered we great, both spaghetti one with vongole and the other with mussels. But the service bazaar. There were 6 staff and about the same number of tables but to get their attention to do anything was hard work. They had no tonic so I though I would go the shandy option. Nup. No Sprite. So tried a sip of their rosé by the glass but you could have run a Vespa on it. Waitress wanted us to order on the pretence people were coming into the restaurant and they would be busy so she got a bit pushy. As it happened by the time we left there were only 6 tables full with about 15 empty ones so we couldn’t figure out the rush. Then ordering was a bit tricky. Because we had only finished our lunch pizza at 4pm we were only after the Primi course but there weren’t any listed in the menu just the price range and not a Specials Board in sight. Managed to extract the choices from the waitress who seemed disheartened that was all we were ordering. I guess it comes as a surprise as Italians can really graze. They think nothing of antipasti followed by Primi course and then Secondi. Still we enjoyed the food, ambience and just have to put the rest down to cultural differences.

Pottered about town and found a bar with locals only. Enjoyed a duet of a female singer and the bloke playing sax. They were many notches above the Fantasy Duo of Vrsar. Finished the night off by checking out the Cathedral up the top of the hill and a jumper purchase for Chris. Enjoyed and exchange with the boutique owners who said they’d noticed a lot more Australians in Puglia in the last few years. We told them to expect a lot more as Puglia features highly in Australian travel magazines and travel supplements.

Ostuni was in party mode when we headed for home at midnight. The handsome town square was buzzing with people enjoying sitting out, the old town streets were busy with night time strollers and the grand buildings created a majestic backdrop to all the tourists at play.

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How To Get To Toronto Islands | How Long Is Ferry Ride to Toronto Island?

How to go to the Toronto Islands

What You Need To Know About the Toronto Islands

The Toronto Islands, also known as The Island, is a group of 15 interconnected islands located in the heart of downtown Toronto. The Toronto Islands offer a little piece of paradise, away from the big city’s hustle and bustle, just minutes away from the downtown waterfront.

The island is 5 kilometres long and you can easily walk from one end to the other. The 3 most popular islands are Centre Island, Ward Island, and Hanlan’s Point.

On the Islands, you’ll find sandy swimming beaches (including a Clothing Optional Beach on Hanlan's Point), bike, canoe and kayak rentals, a boating marina, sports facilities, big grass fields for picnics, a theatre, nature trails, an EMS and fire station, an amusement park and a 150-year-old community of 600 people living in cottage-like homes.

How Long Is the Ferry Ride to the Toronto Islands?

The average ferry or taxi ride takes about 10 to 15 minutes.

How much does it cost to go to the Toronto Islands?

An adult round-trip ticket costs $8.70. A one-way taxi ride costs $12, but you don’t have to pay when coming back to the city taking the ferry (even if you took a taxi to the island) because it’s provided for free and no tickets are needed to ride back from the island to the city.

Pro Tip: Buy Ferry tickets online. It’s much faster and easier.

Visit the City of Toronto Ferry Tickets Online Link for more info.

How to Take the Ferry to the Toronto Islands

The ferries to the Toronto Islands depart from Jack Layton Ferry Terminal. This is the ferry terminal located on Queen’s Quay between Yonge and Bay streets, right next to the Westin Harbour Castle hotel.

All three ferry routes to Centre Island, Ward Island, and Hanlan's Point depart from the same terminal next to each other. All three ferry schedules run on an hourly basis. Centre Island and Ward’s Island boats depart Toronto on the hour and Hanlan’s Point ferries depart on the half hour.

Visit the link City of Toronto All Ferry Schedules Link for more info.

How to Take TTC to the Jack Layton Ferry Terminal

You can take a short walk from Union Station or take the 510 Spadina streetcar or 509 Harbourfront streetcar to the Queens Quay stop and walk in 1 to 2 minutes.

How to Take a Water Taxi to the Toronto Islands

Several water taxi services depart from downtown Toronto to go to the Toronto Islands, such as Centre Island, Ward Island, and Hanlan's Point. The taxis have no fixed schedule and they leave once there are enough people to make the trip profitable. I had trips when there were only 4 passengers on board.

There are many Water Taxi services to choose from. Some popular ones and I tried are Tiki Taxi, Pirate Taxi, Toronto Harbour Tours, and Toronto Harbour Water Taxi.

For Water Taxi locations, visit their websites. Harbourfront Centre also has a map of water taxi locations.

Is It Better to Take a Taxi or a Ferry to the Toronto Islands?

Taking a ferry or a taxi to the Toronto Islands costs about the same (only $1.30 difference). I have tried both many times and here is my pro tip.

Toronto Island ferries give you a different experience than taking taxis. I feel like I am taking a ship and enjoy the experience of being in a bigger space with more people. But during the weekends or holidays, ferries can get crowded and you may want to avoid that.

Water Taxis offer faster service with no waiting or maintaining a schedule. A Water Taxi is like taking an Uber and taking a ferry is like taking the subway; both are excellent and offer different levels of experience.

Which Toronto Island is The Best to Visit (Centre Island, Ward Island, and Hanlan's Point)?

Centre Island

Centre Island offers the most activities and this is where most people go. It’s got Centreville, an amusement park, a beautiful lookout point and more places to eat than the others. On the other hand, Centre Island is also the most crowded.

Centre Island covers 600 acres of parkland and is in between two other primary Toronto Island destinations - Ward's Island on the east and Hanlan's Point on the west.

Ward's Island

Ward’s Island is on the east side where you will find some residences and also has a nice cafe, playground, soccer field, beaches and more. The beach here is less crowded. There are also nice paths and a boardwalk to stroll on.

In my opinion, Ward’s Island offers the best view of Toronto City and the skyline. I also enjoy the solitude of being less crowded.

Hanlan's Point

Hanlan's Point is right next to the Billy Bishop Airport and you can literally view the parked planes and runway. There is also the Gibraltar lighthouse and the only clothing-optional beach in Toronto.

The clothing-optional beach is separated from the regular beach and they are next to each other. In my opinion, Hanlan's Point beach is the longest and offers the best views overlooking Downtown Toronto and the Mimico skyline.

Pro Tip: Hanlan's Point is the best place to watch the Toronto Canadian International Air Show.

In brief, if you are looking for more activities and places to eat, go to Centre Island. If you are looking for solitude and relaxation, including better beach experiences, go to the Ward Island and Hanlan's Point.

Toronto Islands Videos

For my all Toronto Islands videos, visit the below Playlist:

Toronto Islands - Things To Do & What You Need To Know

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Hong Kong Outdoor Activities: 10Best Outdoors Reviews

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Hong Kong Outdoor Activities: 10Best Outdoors Reviews

Hong Kong is a big city, for sure, but it’s got a great outdoors that would appeal to adults and children alike. Four-tenths of Hong Kong is officially designated country park, few parts of the city aren’t in sight of water, it’s dotted with parks large and small, and the outlying islands are a world away from the concrete jungle.

One of Hong Kong’s most famous attractions is the Star Ferry, which putters back and forth between Hong Kong Island and Kowloon. Besides being highly inexpensive, it’s also one of the world’d great sightseeing trips. Nothing says “outdoors” like one of Hong Kong’s street markets, such as Ladies Market. And then there’s Hong Kong’s brace of theme parks – Disney and Ocean Park. Of course, you don’t have to head to a “destination” – simply wandering the streets and alleyways is an entertainment in itself, and the city is very safe, with hardly any street crime.

One thing to note: Hong Kong gets hot in summer time – take adequate drinking water if you are venturing out to one of the more remote country parks, and don’t be shy about using an umbrella to ward off the sun. It’s what the locals do on a regular basis.

Photo courtesy of Hong Kong Tourism Board

Stanley is possibly Hong Kong’s best-known market. And with good reason. It’s part of a community set by the sea, with plenty of restaurants and cafes so you can pause for refreshment. The goods on sale are fabulously varied, and the traders generally cheery and not averse to bargaining. There’s no charge for entry, of course, so visitors are free to wander about and enjoy the spectacle. There’s a beach nearby, and Murray House, a 19th-century building which was moved here lock, stock and barrel from Central, stands by the shore. One way or another, Stanley is a great day out.

Recommended for Outdoor Activities because: It’s by the seaside, in a picturesque village, and getting there and back on the top deck of a double-decker bus from Central is thrilling.

Ed’s expert tip: Pace yourself, there’s lot to explore here, so build lunch or supper into your itinerary.

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A Double Doozie

I drive a 2006 Honda Ridgeline. That was the first year Honda ever produced a pickup truck and I love it as much today as I did the day I bought it. The truck bed has a trunk, providing much needed dry storage space when a dog and a dog bed needs to ride in the extended cab.

A few weeks ago, we decided to try and get away for the long Fourth of July weekend. My job has been burdensome lately and I really needed to get away for some R&R. Agooglin’ we went and found this RV campground on Smith Mountain Lake that also had a small dog-friendly motel with a room with a full kitchen available. [Halesford Harbour Resort, Moneta, Virginia]

In a steady rain Friday morning, we were about two-thirds of the way packed when we closed the lid to the trunk to test something for clearance and when we went to open it, we couldn’t. No matter how much we tried — locking and unlocking electronically or manually with the key — it wouldn’t open. We tried unsuccessfully to follow the advice and example of a couple of dudes on a YouTube video. We knew we could switch and take Janet’s car but our clothes, my camera and our groceries were in the locked trunk!

We finally made the dreaded phone call to a dealership to plead for some immediate assistance. We put Cokie in the car and threw in the rest of our items and left the house in both vehicles. I will spare you with the layers of “service” personnel that we had to muddle through before a technician [one of the people in the garage who actually do the manual labor] met us in the drop-off area where he, too, tried unsuccessfully to get it open. He finally took it “in the back” and somehow (we probably don’t want to know) got it open. Alas the lock mechanism was broken but hey, we finally had access to our stuff. Not wanting to push our luck or travel with a trunk that might fly open at any moment, we went ahead and transferred everything to the car.

A couple of stressful hours later than planned, we headed west. And since it was past lunch time, we skipped our planned lunch stop, eating potato chips, peaches and cherries instead, and drove on to Smith Mountain Lake. But before we checked in to our room, we visited the SML Coffee House where Janet was revived with a coffee and we bought a Double Doozie for the weekend. [It is at Bridgewater Plaza, a hub of activity here at the Lake, complete with a marina, restaurants, shops, arcade games, miniature golf and the Visitors Center.]

Feeding popcorn to the fish at the marina:

We have a limited view, but a view nonetheless, of the Lake from our room but unfortunately, no balcony. Most of our neighbors sit outside their doors on the parking lot/entrance side and smoke, including the pregnant mother of 4 next door. There is a small, sandy beach for the motel guests or we can walk around to the larger beach at the campground, which we did both days. I did stand still too long yesterday while in the water and a fish bit me right about my left knee. (I think that was a first for me!) Jake’s Place restaurant sits waterside between us and that beach. Inside is a nice dining room and an adults only bar. We ate dinner there twice, sitting outside on the shaded deck, where many diners arrive by boat.

Both mornings following breakfast, we have driven (17 minutes) around to Smith Mountain Lake State Park and completed different 4.5 mile hikes. It is a new Park for us and one which we highly recommend. The trails are very well maintained, the visitors center is nice and the swimming beach looked very inviting. Well, let me correct that. On the 4th of July, it looked very crowded…..as were all the picnic areas, but yet for 4 cyclists, we had the hiking trails to ourselves. Unfortunately, I got stung twice on this morning’s hike by an unknown species of bee. I am not allergic to bees but typically for me, I will have pain for about four days before it switches to itching for about a week!

On the plus side, we saw Cokie swim for the first time. Early in our hike, we were right by a narrow sandy beach but she got spooked by the lapping waves caused by motor boats on the lake. But late in the hike, when she was hot and wanted to get in the water, she jumped in but couldn’t touch the bottom. She had no choice but to swim!

The Independence Day celebrants were, in general, not early birds and so we had our choice of shady parking spaces when we arrived this morning. It was a good thing, too, because once we got back from our hike, our plans to snag a picnic table for a picnic were dashed. Instead, we just tailgated in our shady spot while a wet Cokie escaped all the cars and people, happily retreating to the back seat of the car. Our picnic consisted of two different English cheeses, crackers, carrots, blueberries, cherries and the last of the Double Doozie.

And what IS a Double Doozie, you ask? It is a sandwich cookie made up of two giant sugar cookies with red and blue sprinkles in the dough, and a very generous amount of very blue [or red] icing. And yes, it took us three days to eat it! After the double doozie of packing in the rain and the trunk troubles and the double doozie of two bee stings, a Double Doozie was just what my imaginary doctors (both physical and psychiatric) ordered!

[Scroll to the bottom of these photos to see Cokie’s first swim and the last of the Double Doozie.]

Pretty wildflowers on our hike. Below is running cedar, one of our favorite plants. We had never it in this state before — pollinating maybe? So pretty!

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Tokyo & Okinawa Trip - Day 10 (29 February ‘20)

Our plan was to head up the western coast to Nago city and then explore the area around it. We ended up stopping quite quickly at a beach called ‘Ginowan Tropical Beach’. It was the classic light sandy beach with crystal clear blue water. It was quiet on the beach except for a group of kids racing each other on the sand. We carried on up the coast to Chatan Park which happened to be next to the ‘American Village’. The American Village is an area that looks a bit like Disney Land, presumably aimed to target the Americans staying on Okinawa, but actually it seemed pretty popular with Japanese too.

We walked through the American village and onto Chatan Harbour alongside. There were some really nice looking bars and restaurants overlooking the water. We wanted to grab lunch and so we opted for a little place with a couple of seats facing out over the water. It was a great spot, but an even better lunch. Wagyu Beef on Rice, sounds quite simple but it really was incredible. One of those meals you finish and think, shit that was amazing. I washed it down with a Passion Fruit and Hibiscus iced drink. Sitting there overlooking the blue water made us really feel like we were on a proper holiday rather than travelling.

After we finished, we headed back to the car to continue our journey up the coast toward Yagaji and Kouri islands. Both of which connected to the main island by bridges. Kouri had an ‘Ocean Tower’ which was basically a place to go up and take in the view of the islands and the water. We headed straight there.

Rather than walking up the hill, they had driverless golf buggies to escort tourists up to the tower. It was a bit weird sitting in the back, but there was a commentary and a pretty decent view. We got off and headed up to the top of the tower. The view was great as you could see for miles. There were bits of rock jutting out of the water in the bays, which made it look all the more photogenic. It reminded me a bit of Ha Long bay in Vietnam. This side of Japan (away from the mega cities, the anime and the food) is really under rated.

We headed down the tower, through the gift shop full of pineapple based snacks (we took took full advantage of the free samples!) and hit the road toward Nago. It was just coming to the end of the day and so we found a spot to watch the sunset (awww how romantic!). We found Seikinomori Beach, which was within a large park complex just on the outskirts of Nago City. As we were driving through the park to get to the beach, there were loads of baseball and football games being played. There was supposed to be a baseball game being played in one of the stadiums within the park complex, however they were playing them without the fans due to Coronavirus. It would have been great to catch a baseball game.

We parked up and headed to the beach. There was a great spot where I set up my phone for a time lapse (standard) and so we sat on the grass looking out over the water. It was really nice to just stop for a bit. The sunset did not disappoint either.

It was heading toward dinner time so Kirstie googled highly recommended restaurants in Nago city and the two closest ones were really nearby. One was a restaurant we saw on the way to the park which had a ‘SOLD OUT’ sign outside - we knew that one was obviously popular, but the other place was place called ‘Cafe Captain Kangaroo’. I mean why not? We arrived and it was basically a burger place and it had a dive bar aesthetic to it. As Tripadvisor has never let us down before, we gave it a go and sure enough it was bloody excellent. The waiting staff were really friendly and we could see the chef cooking away right in front of us. He looked like someone that surfs by day and flips burgers by night. It was really busy with every table taken, but the food came out quick and it was immense.

After dinner, we got back in the car and drove through Nago City on our way back to our hotel. It was another full on day of touring the beautiful beaches of Okinawa. We had intended to visit the aquarium while up there, but sadly it has been closed due to Coronavirus fears - I guess because it is so busy they don’t want to risk the crowds spreading anything. A bit of a shame, but it certainly didn’t ruin the day.

We have one more day with the car tomorrow with no plan of what to do. I guess we’ll just hit the road and see.

Ginowan ‘Tropical Beach’

Chatan Park Beach.

American Village.

My lunch with a view. Stunning.

The boardwalk at the American Village.

The bridge to Kouri Island.

The view from the tower... my phone camera doesn’t do it justice.

Sunset innit.

Cafe Captain Kangaroo. Quirky but incredible.

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Miami Beach Condos: Akoya and Eighty Seven Park Condos

Miami Beach Condos for Sale

When you first think about Miami Beach, it’s not uncommon for the first thing that comes to mind to be South Beach (SoBe) – and for good reason. Now as much as we adore this iconic part of our city, it’s far from the only place that is worth living or visiting. And for those searching for all of the benefits of SoBe, but with a slightly slower pace of life together with a bit more of a relaxed atmosphere, we recommend North Beach (NoBe).

Starting at around the 63 block of Collins Ave, North Beach is home to a wide variety of residential communities, recreational areas, shopping, and of course, seemingly endless sandy white beaches. From low rise buildings, holding on to that quintessential Art Deco and MiMo style, to modern condominiums with every amenity you could imagine, NoBe is becoming an increasingly popular destination for families, retirees, young professionals, and just about everyone in between. So if you’re considering moving to Miami Beach, but you’re not sure if the hustle and excitement of South Beach is for you, you’re still very much in luck.

Today we’re outlining two of our favorite condo communities: Akoya and Eighty Seven Park. Though these buildings are quite different within themselves, they hold something in major common that we love: stunning views of the ocean that emphasize one of the biggest reasons we love this community.

Miami Beach Condos: AKOYA

Akoya is located at 6365 Collins Avenue, near the point where many consider it to be the transition from Mid Beach to North Beach. Built in the early 2004, it was the tallest beachfront property at the time and today it is the 3rd largest residential building in Miami Beach. It has a striking design that echoes the ‘blue and green diamond’ buildings close-by, owing to a shared originator.

As with the Blue and Green buildings, it was also one of the first buildings to feature penthouse pools, which together with a gym overlooking the ocean, make it a truly desirable option for the outdoor or fit-focused adult or family. And with one of the few areas that is zoned for 30-day rentals, it is also a great spot for those who plan to live elsewhere for part of the year.

Some additional amenities at Akoya include:

Indoor Racquetball and Squash Courts

Tennis Courts

Steam Room

Putting Green

Porte Cochere Entry

What makes this building an even better option for families on top of everything inside, is its outside proximity to both the beach and the Sabrina Cohen Park – an inclusive playground designed for children of all ages and abilities to enjoy themselves. Couple this with an average price in the $900’s and you’ve found the best waterfront value for your home and your family in the area. Be sure to check out the local North Beach area schools to see local educational options.

If Akoya sounds like it could be the right fit for your family, here are the available listings.

Miami Beach Condos: EIGHTY SEVEN PARK

For lovers of architecture and luxury, Eighty Seven Park, located at 8701 Collins Ave, is the perfect solution. Designed by award winning architect Renzo Piano, this building combines everything you could ever want in terms of both style and convenience. Piano, who also designed famous buildings like The Shard in London or The New York Times Building in New York City strived to create a residence that would be luxurious and artful but without being flashy or distracting from the natural beauty of the region. And unlike his more commercial designs, as seen in the Art Institute of Chicago or The Whitney Museum, Eighty Seven Park is the first major condominium tower that he designed in the United States and the only one in Miami Beach.

Located next to 36-acre North Beach Oceanside Park, the building almost seems as though it levitates high above the trees; but this was Piano’s goal: to create a residence that was more a part of the landscape than a distraction from it. And though the outside and the architecture are undeniably gorgeous, the amenities were designed to match, with an on-call sommelier, a Turkish spa, and a 3,000ft workout room overlooking the park.

Some additional amenities at Eighty Seven Park include:

Onsite Bar and Restaurant

Private Garden, Outdoor Pavilion & Event Space

Personalized Concierge and Butler Services

International Salon

Private Library Gallery

The expected completion date for Eighty Seven Park is Summer 2019 and prices for units start at $3.4M and go up to $68M for the 12,000+ square foot penthouse, which also features over 18,000 square feet of outdoor space for itself alone. And as of this writing, only four units remain for sale – so if you want to become part of this exclusive community, there’s never been a better time than today to get started. Want to see one of them? Be sure to contact us to arrange a tour.

Regardless of which of these residences is the perfect choice for your needs, be it the classical elegance of Akoya or the luxurious, nature-surrounded Eighty Seven Park, you can be assured that you and your family can have a life of peace and comfort, highlighted with an ocean breeze.

North Beach is becoming increasingly recognized as the perfect alternative option for escaping the tourism and speed of its more southern counterparts. This is particularly true when it comes to shopping (don’t miss the Bal Harbour shops, just a few miles north of both Akoya and Eighty Seven Park) and restaurants. A few places that we recommend include:

Silverlake Bistro (1211 71st St)

Cafe Prima Pasta (414 71st St)

George’s Italian (300 72nd St)

Capri New Style (940 71st St)

Las Vacas Gordas Argentine Steakhouse (933 Normandy Dr)

In addition to food and shopping, North Beach is also home to a wide variety of parks and public spaces, including the North Beach Bandshell – which hosts a number of musicians and performers year round. These parks in conjunction with beaches, a world class golf course, running paths, and marinas, mean that everything you could ever want is just a short drive (or walk) away.

If you’re interested in seeing either of these buildings or some of the other gorgeous residences in the region, let’s talk! Give us a call at 305 403 8686 and one of our experienced realtors will be happy to help you find the home of your dreams. And if you’re wondering why we love North Beach so much, it’s probably because its our home too – with our founders Laura and Daniel playing an active role in the local community for over 15 years.

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6 Ultimate Sites to See Around Orange County: Adventure Time!

Are you sick and tired of your children,vegging in front of TV-games the whole holiday? Do you wish they’d get excited again about outdoor family fun? We’ve compiled the perfect list to drag your kiddies out into the sun and have some fun! Camping is the ideal family activity to reconnect. If you need some alternative transport to carry the entire luggage, why not consider van rental?

Orange County Great Park

This destination sports endless options for the whole family. Fancy some exciting, adrenaline-inducing activities? Try The Great Park Balloon which floats at a whopping 400 feet above the ground! For the less daring, hit the Carousel or Kids Rock Playground for some entertainment for your toddlers. The incredible edible farm is another great family experience, and if you time your visit right, you might catch the Orange County Great Park Farmer’s Market.

Knott's Berry Farm

Not only can you visit the delectable Berry Farm, but you can also cool down at Knott’s Soak City Water Park! Also, if you’re after a gravity-defying thrill ride, the HangTime dive coaster is now open! Towering a staggering 150 feet over the Boardwalk area, it sports the steepest beyond vertical drop in California!

15 Beaches

Now, who doesn’t enjoy a few sandy toes? Even during winter, the weather is pretty mild, so don’t just wait for the hot summer months to enjoy the numerous beaches. Try out Laguna, Newport, and Huntington, firm favourites of most people I know. If your family is into camping, try out Newport Dunes. Can’t fit all that gear into your sedan? Try out van rental Orange County or even cargo van rental if you want to go all out and pack every piece of camping gear you own! Now gather around the campfire, roast some marshmallows, and sing kumbaya.

Environmental Nature Centre and Ruby’s Dinette Outing

If you’re after a budget-friendly outing, the ENC is an inspiring visit. Promoting ecological responsibility, environmental education, and sustainable practices makes this a worthwhile educational excursion. Afterward, you have to pop in at Ruby’s Dinette; who can resist the cool retro décor of the ’60s? Get your groove on and chill out next to the lanky, lava lamp.

O’Neil Regional Park

Situated in the heart of Trabuco Canyon, hiking lovers will have over 23 miles of meandering trails to explore. Don’t forget the van rental if the sports car couldn’t fit all the gears!

Now we’ve saved the best for last, and they’ve aptly chosen their slogan: Nobody’s Closer to Magic!

Anaheim Harbour RV Park

This affordable RV Park is right in the middle of the action within walking distance from Disneyland Resort! This is THE destination, so look up van rental Orange County, arrange your cargo van rental, and pack a week’s worth of food to camp out in this little hot spot!

After all this perfect family time, you will be ready to head back home and revel in your little (or big!) close-knit family. Nevertheless, isn’t that what life is really about?

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chrysaliseuro2019 · 5 years

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Monopoli 2

Next day we started off the day with Alessandro again as we had extended for one more night and had to pay him. He is a very pleasant guy. Still at uni, very smart, laid back, great English and a handsome boy. Obviously also appreciates the finer things in life given his restaurant recommendations which he was pretty passionate about.

Our plan for the day was to head to Polignano a Mare. Post breakfast Liz was feeling tired so wanted to grab another hour’s sleep. Good opportunity for me to check out the cathedral which she had seen the previous night. I also tried on the shoes we had seen the previous day, this time with my orthotics but wrong size. Shame because they were on sale and very reasonably priced. And looked good😥.

The cathedral was very interesting and pretty stunning if you like your grandiose marble columns. And I do. There were also very good paintings and a number of different chapels each of which had a story which was well described in English in the short, paper guide.

The site has been continuously occupied for at least 4000 years with huts built on it in the Bronze Age. A pagan temple was located on the site and in 256AD a Christian church was built in its place so changing religious approach accommodated.

Construction commenced on the original church on this site in 1107 but they did not have wood for roof beams. In 1117 a raft arrived in the harbour carrying a Byzantine icon of the Madonna with child (which really stands out as you wander around the church it is really lovely). Beams from the raft were used to construct the roof of the church. Some of these beams are preserved and can be seen in the appropriately named “Chapel of the Beams”. Wiki describes the events of 1117 as a miracle. Unsure if that is in the biblical or fortuitous sense. Apparently the church also took over 300 years to build. Funds must have been tight. In 1742 the old Romanesque church which was unsafe was demolished and the current baroque church built.

It was now midday and the church was closing with just a few visitors left. I managed to hang on for another 7/8 minutes and was the last to leave. Pretty soon after, Liz called and we headed for Polignano.

Polignano had been recommended both by the Maitre de we liked in Vieste and Alessandro so we were determined to go there. It might even be a loose possibility to spend a night at it if it scrubs up really well. We certainly wondered if we should have headed there and spent one less night in Monopoli. Alessandro said we must visit the Pescaria restaurant which serves various varieties of seafood, in rolls etc. He said it was so successful that they had opened up a second one in Milan. His advice was -just look for the crowds lined up outside and you will know you are there.

Just a short 20 minute drive or so to Polignano. We parked up close to town. Took our bathers as mid thirties but felt like 40 and town right by the sea. Walked past the Roman ruins to get into town and immediately saw a small cove which was the town beach. It was very crowded and really a mousetrap with say 250-300 people on it and many in the water surrounded by cliffs. We weren’t tempted to go in. We did do a “Where’s (the) Wally” photo with me trying to blend into the throng.

We just stood and watched this hubbub for a while. Young macho guys and girls jumping and diving into the water from the surrounding rocks and generally everyone trying to tone up their tans. Noise was pretty loud too. A fun place.

We retreated into town looking for the Pescaria and it was easy to find. A queue outside and in. We had to have lunch and could not go past this place given its local fame. The wait was probably 50 minutes+. Thirty mins to get into the place and order and another 20 to collect it. There were tables and chairs inside and out but it was mayhem and we had seen some benches under trees on the main drag and took our lunch to there. I had a prawn roll which Liz also shared a bit of and she had a slider with prawns. Both excellent and it would be great to be able to get that in Melbourne. The whole experience of queuing, anticipating and the general boisterousness of the place was worth seeing and food good too.

PS - we were amused that waiters came out with trays of food yelling out the number of each order. This right amidst the bedlam of people eating and waiting to be served and conversing (as Italians do - loudly) the old electronic approach where they give you a token which then beeps when food is ready would have been better.

Off for a walk around the old town and as ever in this part of the world a number of narrow streets and picturesque buildings. We dropped into a few shops along the way though no acquisions. Our general feeling - good place to visit for a short while but we pulled the right string with Monopoli. Damned a little with faint praise and definitely worth a visit but wouldn’t stay there.

Now around 4.30 and we headed for home but looking out for a beach. Still very hot. We found one just outside Monopoli again a small, perhaps tiny, cove. We both soon had a swim to cool off. Liz throwing in a relaxed and lazy 200 metres or so of enviably stylish and relaxed freestyle and general floating. Stepping out of the water loose as a goose.

Me, 20 metres of a tad more frenetic doggie paddling after which it was time for a stroll around the nearby cliffs. These were a bit more like those volcanic areas of Victoria by the beach with very sharp rocks which were the result of volcanoes 14 billion years ago.

Any way after 20 minutes or so I returned to find Liz chortling away. An Italian mother with two twins aged about 2 was trying to control these two little tikes who it would be fair to say did not want to be controlled and at age 2 in true Italian style had attitude. Curly black locks they were gorgeous with full moon round faces. Mama was struggling to cope. She was determined to let them stick their toes in the water but not much more as she clearly thought they might drown. This meant she stood in their way if they tried to get too far in ie more than a metre from the sand which was about 6 inches in depth. This though meant that they needed other mischief to create. They would run up and throw sand on their towels which also set mum off. Of course if she ran up and admonished whoever did it the other one would head for the water which meant she had to belt down and guard them and the whole scene repeated itself endlessly with the only constant a frazzled mum and mischievous kids.

It was hilarious and the central culprit of the twins was “Angelo”. We never discovered the other one’s name as mum never used it so he became Angelo 2. All we heard was “Oh Angelo, Angelo”. As a little cameo couple of hours we could not have had much better value. Lovely little beach, great temperature, sandy cove, Angelo and brother in top mischievous form and their behaviour contrasting totally with the little Asian boy who was with Grandma. He was as tranquil as could be and was allowed to go in the water close to the rocks and play and then stood up very calmly on a rock in the sea as grandma changed him ready to leave. Great fun and a minor study in different behaviours plus the gorgeous Angelo twins. Time for us to head home.

Post showers the evening started again at the city square for a quiet drink and people watch and then we looked around for a restaurant in one of the back streets away from the crowd. We had seen a couple on our lost wandering of town. Of course weren’t really sure where they were and could not find one that suited. Either too boisterous or cafe rather than restaurant.

Back we went to the centre of town and then headed in the general direction of one of Alessandro’s recommended pizza places. The one we could not get into a couple of nights earlier (Chine). In truth we didn’t expect to be successful this time either. Well we were lucky. A table outside was free with about a 10 minute wait. No prob. I ducked back to the car which was parked nearby to collect something and by the time I returned Liz was seated. We ordered Napoletana style pizza with olives, anchovies, capers, mozz and some spicy salami. No prob but we then had at least a 45 minute wait. When it rolled up it was worth the wait. Fantastic ingredients, really tasty crunchy crust and something I have never had before - Anchovies served in a tin which we added ourselves to the pizza.

We both agreed that it was arguably the best pizza we had ever eaten. Well done Alessandro again.

It had been yet again a big and varied day.

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The seventh series of Game of Thrones opens open Sunday July 16th (2017). In the US it will be screened on the HBO cable channel. Sky will show it for UK viewers on Sky Atlantic. It will also be available on Sky's NOWTV, the best option for watching it on the go or without a traditional TV connection - it's accessible through a browser.

Picture:”The Dark Hedges”, N. Ireland. By the writer.

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Game of Thrones country

We were on a quest to a spooky place, deep in the countryside. Night was closing in. Malign forces were messing with our satnav. Or were we just out of signal?

The clammy Northern Ireland mist did not help. Now, what did she say? First on the left, and turn right? Or right, then first left?

A little bewildered huddle of true devotees, caught in our headlights, was the give-away. They stood at the entrance to the ancient tunnel of entangling beech trees. This is the Dark Hedges. one of the prime stops on the Game of Thrones circuit.

I would love to have been in the car with the HBO location scouts when they first set eyes on this eerie and magical spot. Today millions who will never come here, and the thousands who do, will know it as the King's Road, where Arya is captured in Season 2, episode 1. Everybody else need only marvel at it as a famous landmark, planted 300 years by the Stuart family to mark the entrance to Gracehill House.

The Dark Hedges was the appropriate place to end the first day of our Game of Thrones-themed Northern Ireland tour. We began in Belfast, 60 miles to the south, where they film interior sequences for the series in one of Europe’s largest film studios. It stands next to the Titanic Belfast, opened in 2012 as the province’s first big 21st Century tourist attraction, to commemorate the city’s great ship building history, and the ill-fatted vessel built here.

Game of Thrones is an international TV phenomenon, and it has the budget to film at strange and wonderful locations anywhere it pleases. It has found them in Iceland, in Croatia, in Spain. But it is the castles, woods, lakes, forests, mountains and moorlands scattered across the four corners of the six counties, that keep drawing the production team back to Northern Ireland.

This is the travel phenomenon of our times. Only New Zealand, promoting the locations where Lord of the Rings was made, can boast as much film-generated tourism.

Let me confess. I have never seen a single episode, or read a word of George R.R. Martin's fantasy novels on which the series is based. And I don't think it matters a jot. So even if you know nothing of Sansa and Littlefinger, of Jorah and Tyrion, and can’t tell the Sept of Baelor from the Frostfangs, follow the tourist board’s copious directions to Game of Thrones locations, and you will still take in a powerful mixture of landscape, little ports, wide sandy beaches, and ancient buildings, just as they are, free of fantasy.

Driving north out of Belfast, our first destination had been Glenarm. This is one of the string of drowsy little ports on the east and north coasts, sheltering under the Antrim Hills. On our visit all was still, save for a single seal patrolling the little harbour. The beautiful 18th Century walled garden in the grounds of Glenarm Castle was a bonus. They gave us the famous Northern Ireland warm welcome in Steensons Jewellers, where they make the brooches for the series.

Just to the north is Cushendun. This pretty village was once the terminus for the shortest ferry crossing from Scotland (14 miles). Today much of it is in the care of the National Trust. It was designed by architect Clough Williams-Ellis in 1912. He has his own link to TV fantasy, as the creator of Portmerion in N Wales, the setting for the perplexing series The Prisoner.

On the north-facing coast, Game of Thrones filmed on the immense empty beaches. Portstewart Strand and Murlough Bay are wide and golden, but Downhill, an endless sweep of sand stretching all the way to the Foyle Estuary is the leading lady - it is Dragonstone in the series. There is space for an army of fans. even in high summer.

Nowhere is far away in N. Ireland. A drive of a few hours drive took us to the deep south west, to County Fermanagh. Game of Thrones came filming in Pollnagollum Cave, recently designated as part of the UNESCO Marble Arch Caves Global Geopark. We skipped the subterranean darkness and played our alternative Game of Stones, tracking down the C6th (two-faced) Janus stone in a quiet churchyard on Boa Island. Our most spectacular find was the C12th round tower on Devenish Island at Enniskillen.

Best of all were the mighty views from the hills above Lough Erne, which is as wide and beautiful as any water in the Lake District but so little known. Sheltered among the mountains, it was the ideal safe base during the war for the RAF Catalina flying boats that protected the Atlantic convoys. It was an ideal location, too, for the G8 world leaders, who met at the secluded Lough Erne Resort.

On our last day we drove back the east coast, to the quiet countryside 30 miles south of Belfast, around the foothills of the Mourne Mountains. There are enough Games locations here to detain and please the most besotted fan, as well as the uninitiated non-watcher. Tollymore Forest Park, for example, performs that dual purpose. It could be the Haunted Forest, home of the dreaded White Walker; or just a wonderful place where you find some of the finest decorative trees on the island, on the foothills of the Mournes.

Further north, on the banks of Strangford Lough, is Castle Ward, one of many fine National Trust stately homes in the province. It struck touristic gold when it was chosen as the setting for Winterfell in the series.

Inch Abbey is not far away. Magnificent and empty among the intense green hills below Belfast, it was our last stop. They filmed Rob Stark’s camp here. But, for once, fact trumps fiction. The abbey had a role in the real life Game of Thrones. Who reduced it to a ruin? Our very own Henry VIII.

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Gareth travelled to Northern Ireland on Stena Line from Cairnryan to Belfast.

#game of thrones #northern ireland #dark hedges

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Naturist Beaches in Kefalonia

Back in the 1970s, if you fancied a carefree naturist holiday, you could do a lot worse than the Greek islands. The clothing optional beaches were well known (even if relatively few were “official”) and all of Europe flocked there. Then, from the 1980s onwards, things changed in Spain and the country and its territories became quite naturist friendly. Nowadays, Formentera or Fuertaventura are much more likely naturist destinations than the Greek islands.

But is the Western end of the Mediterranean still worth a visit? It would take a lot more than one article to cast a naturist’s eye over all of the Greek islands, so I will focus on just one: Kefalonia.

Kefalonia – The First Visit If first visited Kefalonia about 10 years ago. I stayed in Skala, a small town in the south of the island. I was attracted by the reputed lack of night clubs and the nearby naturist beach. I enjoyed my holiday, as I was after a restful time and that is what I got. Considering that its main source of income was tourism, Kefalonia seemed amazingly unspoilt.

I spent most of my time in Skala, as I had no car. Typically a large chunk of either end of the day was taken with sunning myself on the naturist beach, which was quite easy to access (go to Skala’s main beach, turn right and keep going) and friendly – a fair number of people, mainly couples, but not overly crowded. When I left, I thought that I would like to return someday.

Return to Kefalonia My life was quite eventful in the meantime, but in September 2012 I took my (then very new) wife Kefalonia. We decided to stay in Skala as it did not appear to have changed that much. And indeed, when we arrived, I was surprised to see how little the whole island had altered in a decade. I, however, had changed in some ways. Most significantly, I had experience of staying in quite naturist-friendly places and looked at Skala in a different way.

Although the town was still very pleasant, I felt it was rather “buttoned up” – a little conservative, as the visitors were mainly fellow Brits. On the main beach, it was rare to even see a topless woman, so I was pleased to discover that the naturist beach was still there.

However, many years of winter storms had taken their toll and rearranged many of the island’s beaches, which made access to Skala’s naturist beach much more tricky. It was still possible to get there, but a bit of nimble rock climbing and/or wading was necessary. Notwithstanding the challenge with access, we did spend quite a bit of time on Skala naturist beach, which still had a pleasant atmosphere, but a slightly steep slope into the sea which I was less happy with.

We rented a car for a couple of days and found another beach to the west of Skala that was very much to our liking: Kaminia, which is the northern end of a long beach normally called Mounda. There was a small taverna, with sun-beds and parasols on the beach.

We just turned right and walked a couple of hundred metres and soon put distance between us and them. We found a nice expanse of sand and a smooth entry into the sea.

We spent a couple of days there, covering up and visiting the taverna for lunch. We had no idea whether this was a “recognized” naturist beach or not, but we saw a few other nude people and other visitors seemed unconcerned about us. Back in Skala, I got into the habit of having an early morning dip from the town beach each day. There were few people about, so skinny dipping was not a problem. Late afternoon one day we wanted to go to the beach, but realized that the sun was largely off of the naturist beach by that time.

The main beach was still in sunshine, so we found a spot a discreet distance from other people and carried on regardless. Quite a few people saw us, but nobody seemed concerned. Our week’s holiday was very restful and enjoyable, even from a naturist’s perspective, as it turned out. Something about the place – the island as a whole – appealed to us and we resolved to return for another visit. And, in September 2013, that is just what we did.

Vassaliki

For our second holiday on the island, we decided to stay somewhere different. I had heard about Vassaliki, a naturist club, and it sounded interesting. My challenge was to persuade my wife. Her concern (and, to be fair, mine also) was that the place was either a hard core, “leave your clothes at the gate” naturist establishment or would be more “adult oriented” (i.e. open to swingers).

My enquiries and the website gave the impression that we would not have any problems, so I made the booking. They could also help with car hire, so the only other thing to do was get some flights (we took Thomson from Birmingham). The airport in Kefalonia is tiny, so, when we arrived, it took no time to locate our hire car and we set off in search of Vassaliki. The roads on the island are atrocious, but the directions were detailed and accurate and we were soon ringing the bell at the front gate. Our first impression was from a friendly welcome. We were quickly shown to our apartment and told everything we needed to know to get settled in. The key members of the team are Sam, Mark, Sheryl and Simon (not forgetting Archie the dog), all of whom could not have been more friendly and helpful. Their clear focus was on every guest getting what they wanted out of Vassaliki and, to that end, there are as few rules as possible.

The team very much set the atmosphere for the place. We were introduced to some other guests and it soon became clear that everyone felt comfortable and we were soon chatting with many people whom we had only just met. However, I felt sure that if a guest had wanted to keep themselves to themselves, that would not have been an issue.

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Our apartment was very comfortable, with plenty of space and well equipped enough that we could do some basic self-catering. However, very good food was available from the pool bar and there were a number of tavernas nearby, so there were options. There was a blissful absence of compulsory “entertainment”, which so many hotels seem to think is essential.

On various evenings there were opportunities to participate in group activities – a barbecue, mezzes at local tavernas etc. – which were good value. But they were opportunities and totally optional. From the naturist perspective, Vassaliki was much as you might expect – most people were nude much of the time, only dressing if it was too cool or they were venturing out of the site.

But again, the emphasis was on being relaxed. When we first arrived and wanted to look around, my wife put on a light sun-dress, but I saw no reason to dress myself, and we headed to the pool area to get some lunch.

Another newly arrived couple were dressed likewise. Soon both women were enjoying the sun and the pool and would only be dressed in the cool of the evenings thereafter. I was very struck by the management ethos of Vassaliki, which is all about everyone’s needs being met. The amazing thing was the bar. Being a small team, manning the bar all day and all evening would be very hard. Their solution is simple.

Outside of meal times, it is self-service. There are glasses to hand, a tap for draft beer and fridge full of wine and other drinks. Any guest can just help themselves and tick it off on a list; everything is simply added to the bill for settlement later.

Such trust might sound risky, but it is a small place and I am sure that nobody abuses the system. Most people who feel trusted are then trustworthy. To me, encountering such a civilized attitude was a memorable highlight of the holiday and somehow very much part of the naturism culture.

Kefalonia Beaches As we had a car for the whole week that we were staying at Vassaliki, we explored that corner of the island, often looking for beaches. A very short distance from the club is a small village, Spartia, with a harbour. We walked down there on our first day, which was a bit of a stretch – we used the car on subsequent occasions. On the way down, we spotted a small paved footpath, which appeared to lead to the sea, so we investigated. This led down to a very nice small beach, which was deserted (at about 10:00), even though it was catching the sun.

We had not come out prepared for swimming, but what equipment does a naturist need? The water was lovely and a combination of the warm sun and my T-shirt took care of drying us afterwards. We continued our walk to the harbour, but I returned to this beach most mornings for an early dip and we sometimes went later in the afternoon. We saw few other people and nobody was concerned about our mode of dress.

Kefalonia – A Great Destination for Naturists ?

The good folks at Vassaliki provided us with a guide to local beaches and the nearest one that was considered naturist friendly was Avithos, which was just a short drive North. We found it easily. There are two tavernas, which are right next to the main beach. Stepping on the the beach, and walking to the right, we soon found ourselves in the next small bay, which was always quiet enough that I felt a naturist would be fine there.

But we pressed on to the third beach, which is where naturists conventionally congregate. When we were there we were never alone, but it was far from crowded – almost all naturists. A good sandy beach, with reasonable access to the water. On another day, we headed South towards Skala to investigate Mounda beach, which is one of the best known naturist favourites. It is easy to find and only a matter of walking along a few hundred yards to the left from the car parking to get to the naturist area. Another lovely beach, with about a 2 Km stretch along which swimming costumes are a rare sight.

There were plenty of people there, but, with all that space, it did not feel crowded. Later in the day, we drove North along the coastal track (“road” would be an exaggeration) to check out Kaminia again, where we had been the previous year. We were alone for most of the time we were there, seeing only a few people who strolled along and either did not notice or care about us. On another exploratory outing, we spotted a sign to Kanali Beach, which was between Lourdas and Trapezaki beaches, each of which are quite pleasant places with the inevitable tavernas. I had read that Kanali Beach could be reached along the coast from either Lourdas or Trapezaki, so I was surprised to see a sign to it from the top of the cliffs. We followed the sign and found a very small parking area, with no other cars around. A footpath led down the the beach. It was one of the most well made cliff paths I have seen anywhere in the world, with firm concrete steps and nice seats at frequent intervals.

The beach, when we got there, was deserted. It was too late to stay around on that day, but we returned a day or two later for some sun and sea. This time there were other people – maybe 10 in total on a long stretch of beach. They were mostly non-naturists, but nobody seemed to mind sharing the place with a few nude bodies. In the course of the day, quite a few people walked along the beach – again nobody concerned about us or the other naturists. Kefalonia for Naturists?

Would I recommend Keflonia to naturists? Yes, so long as you have a car, there are lots of beaches to go to, which cater for all tastes. Will we be going again? I am sure that we will – there are lots of beaches and large parts of the island left to explore. Would we stay at Vassaliki again? I cannot imagine anywhere better …

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Summer sun, thinking of you

It must have been early afternoon when I finally got away and begun my drive out toward the bay. It was a hot day, a cool wind was blowing making a few foot of swell just out from the sandy shore and cotton tree covered parklands. I parked in a little street opposite her apartment block, and lit a cigarette enjoying the heat of the sun while watching the waves break

In the elevator I pressed the top floor, the air con was blasting through the building but no one was around. I rarely saw anyone in the hallways, or elevator here. I knocked on the door and stepped back, waiting. The door opened to her mother smiling warmly, I gave her a hug and took my shoes off; walking into the lounge I saw you. Sitting and reading on the couch with a backdrop of sky, surf, beach and sun rays. Your hair shone yellow in the sun as the warmth of it behind you embraced you figure, you smiled; gracefully standing up and walking over to me. I hugged you, and smiled

Later out on the patio your Mum made coffee and the three of us sat talking in the sea breeze looking out from the top floor

"Lets go get some dinner on the harbour tonight" She smiled

"Sounds good" I peacefully replied looking over the bay

The drive was short from her place, just follow the esplanade until you hit the harbour where nestled between the boat sheds was a little restaurant right on the water. We sat on the deck, sitting over the water. I sipped a beer, looking at you as the band played back from your left shoulder

Smoking a cigarette after dinner I stood out on a pontoon, watching her as she watched the band unaware of my eyes, I smiled exhaling smoke. She looked over toward me, into my eyes smiling back warmly. No words said, no words needed; just a smile was enough

We drove back to your house later that night, up to your place; and to sleep. It was a hot night, I couldn't sleep; so I just sat on the patio looking out over the water

The next morning we ate breakfast and had coffee watching surfers play with the swell, I left. Back down to my car where I had a cigarette leaning on the bonnet watching a palm tree dance in the breeze, then I drove back home

As I drove away from the bay the heat got worse and worse, I got to town; we were on the foot hills of some mountains in the valley. It forty-six degrees in the valley that day. Our power was out, the phones were down

I filled the wading pool with cold water, bought a six pack of Coopers and sat back, shirtless on the verandah; drinking beer and smoking cigarettes

All I can think about is her, my mind eternally stuck in that lounge room. Her hair, her smile, her legs; and those eyes. Sitting on the white couch, silhouetted by summer sun; with a backdrop of calm ocean scenery

#summer #beach #love #short stories #harbour #bay #writing #life #romance

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Discover the finest apartments, resorts, resorts, dining establishments as well as buying centers in Las Palmas de Gran Canaria as well as make your appointments for vacation at the very best rates because of our fantastic last minute offers. Here, you'll find an exceptional guide of hotels in Las Palmas de Grandmother Canaria, the resources of the island of Grandma Canaria. Most of the resorts in this city are situated around Playa de las Canteras or near the industrial and also financial centre. Have a look at our favourite top resorts to invest vacations, are:

Las Palmas Grandma Canaria Top Hotels

Gran Canaria Resort 'H10 Playa Meloneras Palace'

Situated in Meloneras, in the south of Gran Canaria, the H10 Playa Meloneras Palace hotel lies on a peaceful location before the sea and next to the Meloneras Golf Course. The resort H10 is a prominent hotel in canary islands. The hotel H10 Playa Meloneras Royal residence endeavours to supply you the excellent holiday choice. Hotel H10 deal you so great attributes with reasonble charges. Outstanding throughout with modern décor as well as limitless centers - in roomy gardens - including the H10 hotel's excellent 'Wellness Meloneras' beauty/spa centre which provides a welcoming range of centers, including a health club, massage therapy and also Jacuzzi there is lots for visitors to delight in. In hotel H10, visitors will certainly locate the luxurious bed rooms, fine cuisine and also excellent pool a welcoming and also comfortable joy. On top of this, the resort H10 boasts an enviable oceanfront setup within very easy reach of bars, dining establishments as well as shops. The resort H10 Playa Meloneras Royal residence is optimal for a relaxing vacation, where you could indulge as well as pamper on your own in design. So visit this lovely hotel h10 to experience remarkable gran canaria holidays.

Hotel Cristina Las Palmas

The coastline hotel Cristina Las Palmas supplies intense and friendly equipped areas in various groups that offer all preferable comfort. In the dining establishment, visitors may delight in cooking specials. The hotel's lunchroom invites to appreciate a mug of coffee and relax. Modern geared up boardroom are also available.

Reina Isabel Hotel, Las Palmas de Grandmother Canaria

The Reina Isabel Resort is situated in the business location of Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, right on the golden sands of the exceptional Las Canteras Beach. Either resorts from the Bull Hotels chain, this is an excellent value for money choice for holiday accommodation in the lively city with 224 double and also solitary guestrooms providing modern-day amenities as well as a hassle-free area near a wide array of shops, night life, bars and also dining establishments. The neighborhood bus quit is near the building and connects you to all points on the island. Las Palmas Airport is 22 kilometres from the hotel.

AC Hotel Iberia Las Palmas

Located in the town hall of Las Palmas de Grandma Canaria, this resort is connected to the flight terminal and within strolling distance of Fuente Luminosa and also Parque San Telmo. Additionally close-by are Plaza La Feria and Casa Museo Perez Galdos. At A/C Hotel Iberia Las Palmas, recreational facilities consist of an exterior swimming pool as well as a gym. The hotel additionally includes a roundtrip flight terminal shuttle bus and a bar/lounge. Tvs come with satellite networks. Guestrooms likewise feature wireless Web accessibility (additional charge), air conditioning, and safes.

Astoria Hotel, Las Palmas de Grandma Canaria

The Astoria Hotel provides an open air swimming pool, sunlight balcony for adults, fitness center, 2 squash courts, sauna, table tennis, billiard tables, 1 Day reception, money exchange facilities as well as a conference room.The Astoria Resort is situated in business area of Las Palmas de Gran Canaria, 200 m from the outstanding Las Canteras Beach. A couple of resorts from the Bull Hotels chain, this is an excellent value for money selection for holiday accommodation in the vibrant city with 168 guestrooms offering modern facilities and also a convenient place near to a broad range of shops, night life, bars as well as restaurants. There is a bar beside the fitness center and also the dining establishment supplies buffet morning meal, lunch and also dinner. The local bus quit is near the building as well as connects you to all factors on the island. Las Palmas Airport is 22 kilometres from the hotel. This hotel's pleasant environment provide you a happiest vacation encounter in gran canaria, canary islands.

Sercotel Arrecife Grand Hotel

Sercotel Arrecife Grand Hotel is a welcoming resort in Arrecife, Lanzarote designed to supply a comfortable remain in the city. The resort has a privileged place in the centre of Arrecife, funding of Lanzarote. The resort rises wonderfully beside the waters of the El Reducto Beach as well as is bordered by a huge park. Its crystal structure is a symbol of the most recent architectonic advancements, as well as comfort and improvement, taking us to an environment packed with deluxe and relaxation.

NH Playa Las Canteras Resort, Las Palmas de Grandmother Canaria

This wonderful coastline resort takes pleasure in a superb setting in Las Palmas on the island of Grandma Canaria. Guests will certainly locate themselves a plain 20 metres from Las Canteras Beach as well as simply 10 mins from among the biggest mall in the city. A bus stop lies a few metres away from the hotel, from where guests can appreciate convenience of accessibility to various other areas of the city.

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