Category Archives: Travel

Scenes on Sunday ~ Travel

travel broadens the mind 

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jackcollier7 @talk talk.ne

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Scenes on Sunday ~ Crete

there is a kind of flame on Crete ~ a colourful soul

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Crete is more of a colour palette

than just a place

of dreams and seascapes

Leaving On a Bus

I don’t know when I’ll be back to Turkey again

Today is the last day of my vacation in Oludeniz, Turkey ~ which as it goes is a very nice place, thoroughly to be recommended to the more relaxed traveller.

Those of us from the more civilised parts of Europe and North America, (Turkey isn’t in Europe), may occasionally become frustrated / annoyed by the casual attitude of the Turks, and the macho misogynistic ways of Turkish men ~ but it’s not all so very different to the Hispanics I’ve come accross in California.  So, the plumbing is dodgy, the traffic is manic, and wi-fi here only works when it feels like it…..  But, so what.

The weather in the later part of the summer is gorgeous, the genuinely Turkish food is marvellous, and the Mediterranean is a deep calm, shimmering turquoise.  What I will remember most of course are the smells; woodsmoke, cooking, coffee, the sea, Turkish cigarettes, drains, and often very stinky Turks.

Ah, c’est la vie.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

there’s still a lot of parasailing here

I still haven’t done it

Vacation Sunset

red sky at night, sailors’ delight

The sky over this part of Turkey is pretty hazy, which means that sunset is pretty.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

sunset in Arizona is pretty too

Snail E-mail

slow down and enjoy the beauty of life.

every holiday hotel needs a nice pool

If you live at a slower pace maybe you shouldn’t expect lightning fast wi-fi performance in your small, friendly, relaxed hotel.

Well, here on vacation in Turkey I’ve switched from a big, soulless, unsatisfactory hotel, to a much smaller, much nicer, more relaxed place for the second part of my vacation.  The pool here is very nice indeed.

There is a slight snag when it comes to being connected to the web, because the wi-fi here is slower, more relaxed, and just about comatose when it comes to response times.

Ah well, I am on vacation, I can put up with poor internet performance when measured against sun, sand, scenery, and turquoise sea.

Just don’t expect long and regular posts for the next few days.

I could die of old age while I’m waiting for a screen to refresh.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Wi-Fi here doesn’t have a white rabbit’s sense of urgency

Boat Trip

I don’t need therapy, I just need a boat trip

On a vacation in Turkey, on the Turquoise Coast, it’s de rigueur to take a boat trip, perhaps out to some of the island’s that carelessly rise from the pretty blue-green waters.  As it goes, today I am enjoying my second little-ship cruise around the tranquil Mediterranean.

This bit of coastline is sometimes called the Turkish Riviera, which is a misnomer, because it’s rugged, pretty, and charming in exactly the same way the French Riviera isn’t

Unless you are both antisocial and a very poor sailor these shortish boat trips are to be recommended as an interestingly different way to spend a day relaxing in the Mediterranean sunshine.  And getting around by boat is far, far more uplifting than visiting exactly the same places on a charabanc trip.

On top of which eating, drinking, dancing, and sunbathing are all actively encouraged on these excursion boats.

There was a little bit of a lop on the peaceful sea today, which made for an interesting ride and some white spray coming up at the bows of our boat.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Sun, sea, but no sex please,

I’m an English Gentleman

Vacation Hotels

he’s climbing a stairway to heaven

In my time travelling the world on business I stayed in some great hotels, (like The Plaza in Manhattan), some so so hotels, (like The Krazna Polski in Amsterdam), and some truly terrible hotels.  And yet, the hotels and motels I’ve stayed at on vacation come into an entirely surreal category all of their own.

I stayed in a castle in Tuscany one time, in the highest room, in the tallest tower, and that meant carrying my luggage up more than 100 steps to what was, admittedly a very nice suite with a spectacular view.  The porter was at least as old as the castle, there was no way he would make it up that winding staircase carrying my then memsahib’s suitcase.

The Golden Life Heights hotel in Oludeniz, Turkey, has more stairs than that.  From the lowest part of the garden, where my room is, up to reception there are exactly 144 steps / stairs.  Climbing that 8 or 10 times a day gets to be a drag.  As it goes, the room I’m in now is my 2nd here ~ the bathroom in the first offering was flooded, about a half-inch deep over the entire bathroom floor.

Despite my complaints I endured that flooded bathroom for 3 days until an e-mail to the tour company back in the UK got me a better room, with it’s own sun deck and a dry bathroom floor.

If you ever need to complain, don’t bother talking to the monkey, instead find the head organ-grinder.

 

When is comes to a surrealisticly terrible hotel, this one is in a class all of it’s own.

Although the pools are fabulous.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

the pools are the best things about this hotel.

Cooling Off

It’s very nice to go travelling, preferably to somewhere the plumbing didn’t leak.

The hotel I’m staying at in Turkey has a couple of really cool pools

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Plus a pool that’s not so cool.  My bathroom floor is still flooded.  Jeez, that’s Johnny Foreigner for you.  I could get hot under the collar about that.

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Jack Collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

90+ degrees and sunny

Scenes on Sunday ~ Another Vacation

tomorrow I fly out to Turkey for a while
it’s a tough life, but someone’s got to do it

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

warm late summer evenings

by the Mediterranean, how cool is that?

Living a Really Great Life

it’s cool to be confident and happy being just who you are

building a very cool car is part of living a great life

I tell people that I’m a very cool guy, living a really great life ~ and some of that is actually true.  I am old enough and wealthy enough that I have no need to work for a living, and having a reasonable amount of money I can pretty much do what I want, go where I want, buy whatever I like…..

But, there was a fly in my soup.  For as long as I remember I had a terrible feeling that I didn’t fit in, that I didn’t belong, that everyone was out to get me.  I was always afraid, angry, envious, jealous, paranoid, suicidal, and often the worse for drink.  Each and every day I struggled to keep it all together, and sometimes the chaotic shit that was going on inside my mind would spill over and I would become a really nasty, destructive, resentful jerk.  That was always followed by deep remorse, regret, apologies, and promises never to do that again ~ until the next time.

I didn’t learn that the only way to deal with negative and unhealthy beliefs and emotions is to allow yourself to feel them, let them pass through you, and then let them go and move on.  For no reason I can find, a few days ago I learned the lesson that I don’t need to react to negative, destructive, fearful, paranoid, resentful, jealous feelings and beliefs.  I made one small change ~ no matter how bad I feel, on the outside I will always seem to be a very cool guy, living a really great life.

As they say in 12-step meetings; I will fake it to make it, I will act as if I am totally cool, that I’ve got my shit together, that I am utterly self-aware, self-confident, self-controlled, and self-disciplined.  And you know what?  The more I act like that, the truer and more real it becomes.

It turns out that I am a very cool guy, living a really great life.

In a few days I’m taking a vacation in Turkey, before that I’m going to do a couple of pretty outrageous things that I wouldn’t even have dreamed of doing just a few short days ago.  Later this year I’ll be taking a trip over the Christmas Holidays, and I’ve already got some great things in mind for next year.  How cool is all that?

Some say that we can never escape our past.  And that we will never be good enough, that we could always have done better, that we will never be able to hold onto a relationship, that we will always be a drunken jerk.  All I know is that the only person I need to compare myself with is the guy I was yesterday.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Sedona, AZ, one of the really great places I’ve been to this year

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