The show must go on

When I was travelling recently, I wa staying in this small village, quiet, tranquil..........until I discovered a bar called Azur, A small entrance that entices you in, mainly out of curiosity. The walls were covered with photos of exotic people, with a television screen showing an everchanging array of photos.

Enter and you enter another world, and what these brothers did not know about music, left much to be desired. I was given a disc of Freddie Mercury, thank you for that. The villagers call the bar and their owners, the bohemians.

Friendly,bohemian,rare,exotic but most of all nice, in a confused world.

I loved it

Trading Places

Here I am still sharing thoughts from my travels even though I am back home.

How changing the environment triggered my inspiration, it took a few days to clear but when it did, I renewed old ideas, and revised those that were tired.The air is fresh at the top of the peaks of europa, a little chilly but great to awaken a sleeping mind.

The silence, the view.......the vertigo!! No really a place for me to spend a few days and write, a few hours , ok, but days .....no way. I am more inspired by the sea and its whisperings.

My notebook had started to fill, and that I liked.