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Stop!!
I'm sure when greeted by such a sight you'd be be inclined to stop and take stock. Although the safest thing to do is probably to do a U-turn and find another route cause I don't think you're going to make sense of this anytime soon!
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Orecchio di Dionisio
This cave in Syracuse, Sicily, is known as "the Ear of Dyonisius"; a term coined by the artist Caravaggio, based on King Dyonisius I of Syracuse, who is reported to have used it's astounding acoustics to listen in to the whispers of the captives he held prisoner in this artificial cavern. Today tourists flock to the staggering s-shaped cave, ofen spontaniously bursting into song to experience its booming echoes.
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The road less travelled
People never expect these pristene white sandy beaches in the Western Isles of Scotland; which is why they are often deserted. This is a perfect opportunity to let yourself be enveloped by nature and feel like your the only person in the world. There is nothing so rejuvinating as complete isolation with no reminder of working life and the wind painting your cheeks rosy. Its just you and the waves. Bliss.
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My Favourite Hostel
The Gatliff Hostel on Berneray, nr North Uist in the Outer Hebrides of Scotland consists of 2 restored crofts right on the beach front. There is an honesty system in place, with no one there running the place, you just wander into the kitchen and say hello to your fellow guests. I enjoyed the company of a gaelic singer, accordionist, fiddler and piper and as the storm raged outside we had an impromptue traditional singsong in the kitchen. A fantastic experience!
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Ruined Scottish Croft
This is a sight that can be seen all over the landscape of the Scottish Outer Hebrides. Crofts left to ruin, often with belongings still left inside.
Land owners (lairds) could just evict occupants with little warning, leaving these relics whispering promises of tales to tell.
One of the locals explained that the restoration of these cottages; having to run in fresh water pipes, sewage and roads, is far more expensive than just building a new house.
But occasionally you do see the charming restored ones: which only fuel the thoughts of what once was.
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Freedom
There is no feeling like that feeling you get when you are alone, walking in the wilds, absorbing nature. Imagine the scent of pollen, the rasping sound of the rare corncrake nesting in the wildflowers, the scuff of your boots in the brilliant white sand. The Scottish Outer Hebrides are full of wonderful remote spots where you can surrender yourself to the sensations which for me spell out the feeling of complete freedom.
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A Wild and Windy Beach
This is the Outer Hebrides through and through. Yes, it's windswept, cold, often grey, but the white sandy beaches, wild and remote landscapes and amazing feeling of community makes it one spot in the world I shall return to again and again. Magic.
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A Very Scottish Sight
I personally haven't witnessed such sights elsewhere around the world. In remote Scottish Highlands and Islands you often run across phone booths, stations, hostels and post boxes with no obvious link to humanity but a road or a well trodden path. Imagine if this were your local postbox. You're not complaining about the walk around the corner now, are you!
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Front Row Seats
At the Notting Hill Carnival, as the floats make their melodic way down the streets interspersed with dancers and musicians, the crowds grow deeper and deeper and most people are vying for room to catch a glimpse of the spectacle. Some people are lucky though, and with a bit of mum's help, can enjoy privilidged front row seats!
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In the moment
Notting Hill Carnival is a feast of carribbean delights transported to trendy London town. With countless culinary treats, thronging crowds and music and dancing all around, it's easy to get caught up in the moment!
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Rebecca Ross has been a member since 29 May 2008 and goes by BexERoss.
Currently in London.
I am just going to swipe a quote straight from the beginning of Sean Penn's film "Into the Wild". It is exactly how I feel and so sums me up quite nicely.
"There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea and the music in its roar;
I love not man less, but Nature more."
-Lord Byron from "Childe Harold's Pilgrimage"
You can also find Rebecca at www.flickr.com/photos/bexross.
