Monthly Archives: October 2016

It’s an atypical 29 degrees C (84F) at 3.30 pm on a late October Sunday. The trees are slow to turn this year but I got a great taste of autumn colour on a morning walk with friends on the King’s Trail at  Stone Mountain Park just outside of Atlanta.


Saturday included a late breakfast in Decatur followed by a wander around the neighbourhood. This Little Free Library is at Decatur City Hall. My hosts have one themselves and I’ve been honoured with the task of making the next selection of books.


This largely children’s bookshop is called The Little Shop of Stories and I got to meet a local author of Young Adult Books. Took me back to my days as a librarian.


I can’t finish the weekend post without mentioning the baseball, although, if the Cubs don’t win tonight, I may never be able to mention baseball to my lovely hosts again during my visit. (Go Cubs!)


Twenty-four hours ago, or thereabouts, I was arriving at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta airport after spending the previous 24 hours in transit with an occasional doze on a plane posing for sleep.

What follows is proof-positive that you can swing into activities straight off two long flights and a layover.

First stop – the launch of the Color ATL colouring book at the newly revitalised old Sears Roebuck Catalogue Distribution Centre. Follow that with Fish Tacos at the Ponce City Market and then home to bed.

A segmented night’s sleep and out into the sunshine this morning – summer temperatures in autumn weather. This weekend is the last one for the Dale Chihuly exhibition at the Atlanta Botanical Garden.  Sunshine = melatonin. The brain is kicking into the idea that I’m 14 hours out of my usual time zone.


We took a day trip on the water taxi to Stradbroke, armed with only an iPhone as camera.  Back to playing with haiku with these three photographs.


Bluebottle poses

(with tassels tucked underneath)

as a small pillow.


Scattered randomly,

beach obstacles in the sand,

– driftwood as sculpture.


Skipping over waves,

a kite surfer grabs cross-winds

for the love of speed.


An hour’s drive from Hoi An is the ancient World Heritage Hindu site of My Son (pronounced Me Sohn). Seventy Cham temples were built between the 4th and 13th century.  The twenty remaining temples are being restored under difficult circumstances given the area’s heat, humidity and propensity to flooding. In the 1930s, French archaeologists identified all of the periods represented at the site and began the first restoration work. In its original state, the site was comparable to temple complexes at Angkor Wat in Cambodia, Borobodur in Indonesia and Bagan in Myanmar.

Around fifty of the temples were destroyed in August 1969 when My Son, known to be a base for North Vietnamese guerrilla fighters, was carpet bombed by American B52s. Bomb craters are evident across the site. Unexploded ordnances are known to exist in the surrounding areas.

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We loved the food and the atmosphere of Rosie’s Cafe so much that we returned there for breakfast this morning. The French Toast with jackfruit, strawberries, pineapple and banana was delicious.


As the sun was shining, we took an hour long boat ride up the river. It was a largely uneventful trip with minimal birdlife. Some local fisherman were doing anything but fishing, as we discovered, when they cast their net and suggested that they would do it again for a small fee.


There are a number of not-for-profit organisations working to promote the training of youth in the hospitality industry. Today we had lunch at Streets and enjoyed summer rolls, Cao Lau and a Banh Mi.


The Chua Phap Bao Pagoda was our next stop.

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