I guess the most important part of a holiday is just as much who you go with as where you go...I reckon, there's very little to beat great company, good wine and a great setting, we were in Swaziland to do some mountain biking, but I think its the socialising that happened after (or between) that was the most precious aspect of the trip, and damn the wine was good, and the view of the valley from the porch wasn't too shabby either, lucky me I guess...
And so the time comes for change, and to embrace it is a given, for to not do so equates to a parochial world view akin to a peephole...We are what we live, what we yearn for deep inside and how we strive to make that real. I hold ethics and trust high on my moral outlook but keeping those grounded in reality is sometimes more challenging than I thought. The world has it's own rules it seems, and like I've said before, its easy to give advice, its quite another to test its validity at the point of contact...I'm reminded of a speech by Roosevelt, part of which states the following. " It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does ...
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