Time to move on

A Australian -Argentine family from Sydney, on their journey to sail around the world. I decided to share this beautiful piece of writing, as it resonates with me. And I love her views on this world. I hope you enjoy reading it as well.

Sailing Yoga Family

Ferry Dieppe - Newhaven

Irony. The day we leave France we end up spending half a fortune on a gas bottle adapter. Every European country seems to have their own system. Dis-unity. Variety. Add to the fortune we spent in Paris – it’s time to move on. I have mentioned how much I love this country and am especially grateful for the beautiful days we enjoyed in the city of romance and glamour embedded in the cheerfulness which only the treasured company of old friends can evoke. But when I can’t swallow anymore sugar and bleached wheat doesn’t even attract me in the form of a freshly baked croissants or a home-made chouquettes, then it’s time to move on. When I can’t laugh at ignorance anymore, but actually get annoyed at mothers smoking cigarettes in the middle of a playground and people blowing their dirty smoke right into my baby’s face – then…

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