Holidays

I’ve been off adventuring around Tasmania for the last 12 days. It has been wonderful, but I have had the great opportunity to read some books.

I finished a Reaper Man (Terry Pratchett) and The Blind Watchmaker (Richard Dawkins). I can’t say which one was my favourite, but I think The Blind Watchmaker has turned my life inside out, upside down and around every corner that is available to twist.

—old (early 2012) to new (late 2012) transition—

I’m posting this nearly a year on. My holiday to Tasmania was great. Lots of different spots to visit, some realisations about climates, temperature and everything in general. It was my first time on a big boat, and I am sure that I still get sea-sick thinking about it. I can still remember things about the trip which were, at  the time, seemingly irrelevant.

It really made me aware of how diverse the rock formations on earth are, and how they are formed over eons of shifting dirt. Tasmania had some pretty nice ones, tessellated pavement, remarkable cave and multiple blow-holes.
There was even a spooky event which happened at Port Arthur. It really happened in 3 distinct events, but it was really scary. Event 1: Ghost tour, we had a ghost tour one night. Event 2: Two days afterwards we were told about a sighting (and photograph) of a pastor in one of the houses on a ghost tour. Event 3: While staying in a hut, the kindling had a newspaper article covering the said ghost sighting. I am a true believer now.
Lots more happened, a year on it seems like only yesterday, but I can’t really go into the details and bore my dear readers (Mum, I know you’re my only reader, but I like to dream).

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