Spilt Peanuts of Windy Gorge, Kata Tjuta*
[Excerpt from The T-Team with Mr B: Central Australian Safari 1977.
The T-Team and how it all began. 1977, and Mr B and son (not their real names), unaccustomed to the joys and pitfalls of roughing it, joined the T-Team on their first adventure into Central Australia.]
Dad huffed and puffed as he hauled his weary body into the Land Rover.
For three years in a row, I could not miss a summer without visiting beautiful Spain <3. Espanya, as called by the Catalan, has a special place in my heart. While I believe that people should not be the same to get along, such differences could be problematic when friends of different tastes travel together. This may not be an issue if Spain was the destination. Spain has a lot to offer to everyone who is interested in history, culture, sports, nature, or nightlife. Oh and I will not forget the great food and the great people.
We all know that our eyes can be deceptive. Most of the time, we see what we want to see … until someone points us toward the truth.
“No, that’s not possible,” I told my friend on our visit to Florence, Italy.
“Oh, my dear, but it is. They mastered it well during the Renaissance.”
“But it’s a sculpture.”
“Nope. It’s flush with the wall. It’s all paint.”
That’s when I realized I was a neophyte to the art of Trompe l’oeil.
Some people are popular. Does that make them leaders? Nope, not necessarily. Maybe they’re just “cool.”
So what is a true leader?
I have to keep up to date with accounting‘s because accountancy is my profession. I have to do the same with technology; I’m CISA.
In reference to my other post about Rome, here are some aspects of life I experienced there