Sipping coconut water under the Turkish sun, looking into water so clear it has no distortion, playing backgammon listening to sweet soulful tunes...
Under the glistening sun we layed, Watching as the crowds danced and played, Hearing in the distance noise and cheer, Times like these are a favourite my dear.
The Lycian empire. Ruins that are fragmentary and widely scattered amidst the thick greenery of wild grapevines, bay trees, wild figs and pines. All just a stones throw away from from one of the most beautiful beaches which runs a freshwater stream through the rocky gorge. It was such a surreal feeling discovering the mysterious site while walking through overgrown fauna. Nowadays you see ruins to be so artificially preserved that some of the magic of their age disappears. Not here though. Not in Olympos.
Delayed post // have had no internet since the crossing and the past few days i've been living in a tree house! Week 6 is a Day to Day diary of our crossing from Malta to Turkey.
Todays thoughts wrapped up in a nutshell; I take a deep breath and breathe in the light of a wonderful day. I see a beautiful life before me, and I am so grateful for all that I have. I know that the universe awaits my eager desire to co-create many wonderful new opportunities. I am so happy to be alive!
This weekend I have been sat curled up on the couch, watching episode’s of ‘Scandal’ and drinking really weird concoctions that Ellen makes for me (I don’t know if they are legit or if she’s just whacking together a whole bunch of cumin, tabasco and other herbs.. Maybe she’s trying to kill me? or maybe I’ve watched to Much Scandal..
It’s Easter and here I am, in Malta, not one chocolate consumed and we are out for a run.. I must admit, for a chocoholic and someone who isn’t the biggest fan of running this is quite an odd combination. Don’t worry, I’m not running with my laptop. I am taking a breather while the secret ‘Usain Bolt’ aka Ellen, runs an extra 2km (I’ll skip that one).