The Traveling Gal




The Traveling Gal



By Sue Ellis 07 Mar, 2016
Costa Rica is a small country in Central America, about the size of West Virginia, separating Nicaragua to the north from Panama to the south-east. The Caribbean washes beaches on the east side, and the Pacific is to the west. The country offers an abundance of natural features, wildlife and the people show heart and passion.
By Sue Ellis 13 Sep, 2015
A trip to Spain, which took place 15th-30th September 2015, came to fruition long after its conception. Indeed the conception may have coincided with that of cataracts growing in both my eyes. Time passed and when I eventually flew to Madrid I knew the dates of my surgery for cataract removal would be 21st and 28th October. It was, therefore, with cloudy vision that I viewed Spain.
By Sue Ellis 06 Aug, 2015
The central desert of the Mexican Baja Peninsula is a magical place. The sun will set with strange shapes silhouetted against the evening sky. The early morning light is clear and penetrating, accentuating the textures of the multi species of cactus and desert plants. There are boulders and caves with ancient primitive rock paintings, there is wildlife and other things of which to be aware. Three plants fascinated me.
By Sue Ellis 02 Feb, 2015
A day on the Pubnico Peninsula Nova Scotia viewing historic Acadian Village, a wind farm and laughing gulls at Dennis Point.
By Sue Ellis 25 Nov, 2014
I have always loved travelling in Mexico. It was in February 1990 that I first walked the beaches that fringe Banderas Bay. The blue waters filled with recently born humpback whale carves and their mothers.It was the first occasion I slugged back an ounce of tequila; it was the first time I heard a live Mariachi band. It was the first occasion – followed by many more – of being in the zocalo surrounded by pigeons; seeing Mexican fathers proudly showing off their infant daughters and the bright extravaganza of the balloon seller.
By Sue Ellis 13 Nov, 2014
An old pair of hiking boots and a mold-tinged backpack went out in the garbage this week. It was not until I saw them lying in the bottom of my black wheeled garbage container that I felt their loss, I started reflecting on what they meant to me.
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