Having been in Central America in June and the UK in July… I now have an interesting perspective on Europe’s colonial influence around the world. Northern Ireland, Scotland and England boast natural landscapes that are much more beautiful and extensive than I had ever imagined… I can see why settlers carried fond memories of their ‘motherland’ and attempted to re-create that in the new landscapes they settled.
I have been referred to as ‘antipodean’ numerous times and to be honest, I actually had to consult Wikipedia for a definition… where did the concept come from? to what extent does my so-called ‘antipodean’ heritage influence people’s first impressions of me? and mine of them?
In true ‘Antipodean’ style, I feel I should make comment on the weather… and marvel at the fact that it has been beautiful, warm and sunny for a whole month… perhaps it has been putting on a special show just for me 😉 I swam in both the northern Atlantic and the North Sea (and sadly had no appropriate swimming attire on my birthday when I could’ve swum in the English Channel too) – the heart re-boot effect of the shockingly cold water is a tad addictive and it seems to get easier with practice.
Well, this post started as a kind of intellectual reflection on what I have been seeing through my eyes, processing with my brain and doing with my body. But, as I write, I realise that July 2013 has actually had the most dramatic impact on my heart. I saw a side of the UK that can never be seen through our eyes. It was a month of beautiful people. The photos below are in fact my most treasured memories of the beautiful people I shared some time with (albeit way too short!).
… and the other gorgeous girls in London (whose photos I will put up when I work out how to make my iPhone either a) talk to my laptop or b) detect free WiFi signals)… Cleo, Margaux, Nic, Em, Bridget and Sal.
I am so grateful to have such kind, loving and inspirational people in my life… no matter how near or far