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Travel Blogs from Treasure Beach
... without my little ducklings following me. Then Tianna screamed “Auntie Lindsay!” when I came out, like she was afraid I’d disappeared in there forever.
I laughed when Jayden laid down some serious dance moves during a round of “Jesus on the Telephone,” giggled when Moses found out I was not born in Jamaica and was shocked.
But I absolutely could not stop grinning ...
Today finds us on the way to Colombia and the old city of Cartagena. Cartagena is a true Spanish city with style as we have grown to know. This city has an 11 mile stone wall constructed around it to keep the pirates out. The city was rich in gold and emerals. The millionaires lived in the inner part of the old city and the poorer people liver in an outer area which was also closed off by a smaller wall and gates.The poorer people were not allowed in the ...
... not mind being called “Miss” like the other teachers. “No Lindsay,” she says, “Auntie is more like family.”
Moments, and people, like these fill up my heart. But it’s not a type of filling that can be measured by how much is poured in, or how empty it still is. It is a type of filling made up of the putting of pieces of your heart in the ...
... to invert levels required on horizontal runs.
Rain water requirements – In order to create the spread sheet I have used the model as outlined within the British 'Institute of plumbing guide'. There are a number of factors that obviously differ such as the average rainfall amongst others. In order to assess this I have had to evaluate the limited historical weather data available but also factor in for the hurricanes and tropical storms ...
... didn't persist with any more.
Dirty day today which is essentially
all the volunteers getting together to build a poor blind man a house
somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The day started with a 2 hour
wait for everyone at a petrol station in Gutter. After 40 minutes of
collecting rocks from a hill we give up as the two people meant to be
arriving with equipment and cement never arrived ...