City Lights

Here I am in the dazzling city lights of Sydney, ideally characterised by the fact that I was sitting in the plane on the runway for about 40 minutes, followed by 400 people waiting almost 30 minutes to get our bags. When I saw the queue for the taxis that was a mile long, I thought I would be smart and cut through the car park to the Qantas side of the terminals and catch a taxi there, only to find the same situation. Within 60 seconds of standing near to the long line stretching into the horizon of people waiting for taxis I decided it was time to act differently and speaking loudly I asked if anyone else who may be going over to the north would be interested in catching one of the limousines that are always scalping for fares near the exit from baggage claim. A good gentleman stepped forward and said he was going that way and within 5 minutes we were in a comfortable car heading north....... now here at Troy and Robs place, having enjoyed gourmet hot dogs and wine.....

It is interesting being away from the place that I now call home in the beautiful Orara valley while now being only kilometres from many of the houses that I used to call my home.

What is one's home? Is it the place that most of your things are stored? or is it the place where you spend most of your time? or is it the place where all your memories are stored?

I think that all of the stages in our lives are special and now that we are on this new journey, in a new place, I think I have found a home that will fulfill a dream and create an existence that is in line with the times gone past and a more comfortable and natural way of achieving the basic and even the more complex range of human needs for both survival and true happiness and richness of ones life......very good.