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This is a marvelous image from one of my old-time favorite films by Stephen King called “The Langoliers.” It’s  a strange yet believable story about a plane full of passengers who go through a rip in the fabric of time and are thrust into the past. Anyone who was awake when they went through the rip vanished to… who knows where?  The problem for the survivors is that the past fades over time, speeding up the older it gets, or the more time passes.

Added to this are “The Langoliers” the gobblers of old-time who clean away the after images of time.  Which of course means our heroes and bad guys have to be sorted out and away before they arrive. Since I love a weird explanation for things this film really interested me at the time.

Which brings me to today. Since the middle of the week when I spent the day visiting my doctor I’ve had a wee problem, and I haven’t touched the scotch! To backtrack slightly. I’m no longer in the habit of long days and on the way home fell asleep in the car. No problem. Apart from the obvious fact that cars are the most uncomfortable places for a nap I’ve yet to find. I woke up with not only my back and neck screaming at me but every joint in my body. I have no idea what I did but I certainly ticked off my body.

We have no idea why the trip home took an extra two hours. There were no accidents but the traffic stopped and crawled along and I tried to minimise the groans, after all what good would it do? We had to get home.

Since then I’ve been cossetted and looked after extremely well by my wonderful nurse and hubby.  I’ve written my blogs when I’ve been awake and I’ve slept in fits and starts. The starts were accompanied by fits of excruciating pain. It’s not new and I could say I was used to it, but you don’t really get used to sudden onset pain.

Even that isn’t the problem, only the reason for it. Sleeping in irregular patterns and in fits and starts totally stuffs up the mind-body relationship. Consequently, since Wednesday I haven’t known what day of the week it was. This may not seem like a problem but when you need  to arrange things or try to do things it is an issue.

So Thursday became Friday and today became Saturday. It didn’t matter that I was told repeatedly what day it was, I would forget immediately and have to be reminded again. This is frustrating to someone who is manically organised.

So this, my dear followers is it. I don’t know which day it is or if it will be Sunday or Monday tomorrow. I hope this fog lifts soon as I have some nasty meds to start on Monday so if I can steal an extra day from the Langoliers I’ll be very happy.

Until then, Live in the Moment and enjoy each one because once they’re gone, those Langoliers will come munching them up for ever. Wish me luck, getting back through the rip in time.

Ciao, Susan x

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It's partly cloudy, outside and inside

It’s partly cloudy, outside and inside

When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than any talent for abstract, positive thinking.  Albert Einstein

It’s been a strange day, partly cloudy with sudden showers and then fine periods.  That’s the weather forecast, and they managed to get it right – which is a novel experience.  There are days when you feel it’s almost ‘flip a coin and choose an option’ to see what kind of weather we’re going to see.

It’s also been a very apt description of the kind of day I’ve had, partly cloudy (brain fog) and fine periods when thought has been sharp and clear. Needless to say when the cloudy periods hit I’ve been a tad frustrated because it has stopped me doing things I wanted to.  Like this blog, and in deference to “Clear Thinking” I am delving into a time when Lyme dis-ease hadn’t overtaken me.

I decided to escape for some ‘me time’ and organised a trip overseas. For many years I had wanted to visit Israel and since Mum had recently passed away I decided it would be a great chance to take her with me in spirit. I didn’t do much pre-planning, I walked into my nearest travel agent and sat down, telling her I wanted to go to the Middle East. Several hours later I walked out with my plans formed and told my family I was flying out in three weeks.

The  Acropolis, Athens

The Acropolis, Athens

After a short stopover in the middle of the night at the airport in Singapore I landed in Athens.  Jet lag not withstanding I only had four days here before my next leg of the trip. It passed in a whirlwind of sights and sounds. Madly driving vehicles rushing past, risking life and limb to jay walk across the roads.

Athens

Athens

It was with mounting excitement that I headed out to the airport after being thoroughly spoilt by hotel staff and everyone I met.  My next experience was unexpected.  Arriving at the airport I was shuttled off to the side and asked to open my suitcase(s)! Oh No!! They  were packed to the max – and it was a struggle getting everything in, in an orderly fashion and the case closed. Not only was I scanned and dope tested (my suitcase!) my case was thoroughly examined. Everything, and I do mean everything, was taken out and checked. Not only did I have to then hurry to try to pack everything back in, I had to rush back into the terminal as I was over my allotted baggage limit.

Once more I had a wonderful Greek attendant  guiding me along to the right place and then back to complete my check in. My first flight on El Al was an experience I have never had anywhere else. Everyone was talking to everyone else (except me – I think I had a stamp flashing saying ‘foreigner’), and standing up, walking around and generally behaving as though we were on the ground and not in the air.

Tel Aviv

Tel Aviv

Tel Aviv, a walk around this city is a walk through history. From moment to moment you see ultra modern hotels and history side by side. It truly was walking with the past as we went to major historical sites with our guide and listened to the origins of each place from Byzantine, Romans, Crusaders and Israeli history. Magical.

Tel Aviv was the starting point. The tour visited Capernaum, Haifa, Akko, Jerusalem, Masada, Nazareth, Bethlehem, The Dead Sea where I proved it was possible NOT to float, and with so many incredible sunsets. Here is a snapshot look at this incredibly historical land ending with one of the magical sunsets.

On top of Masada

On top of Masada

Jerusalem at night

Jerusalem at night

A frantic rush through Jerusalem was necessary to buy a new suitcase. Damaged beyond further use I had no option but to replace it. Kebabs in the mall and chocolate mousse, sinful and delicious made the visit even more exciting.

The Old Town, Jerusalem

The Old Town, Jerusalem

Walking through the Old Town, along the Via Dolorosa, The Way  of the Cross and seeing the bazaar stalls was stepping into another world entirely.

Israel, history at a glance

Israel, history at a glance

The old, truly historical land and the modern at a glance.

Glorious sunset over the Mediterranean.

Glorious sunset over the Mediterranean.

I was gifted with more glorious sunsets like this than I could count. Each time I thought it couldn’t get better – it did! A fabulous way of ‘ending’ each day.

“You can learn as much about the history from reading about the present as you can vice versa, that is learning about the present through history, which is what I do for a living.”     Ken Burns

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