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sunrises, sunsets, looking out at oceans, or national parks - all the various vistas from our campervan on mine and mrd's trip round oz.


seeing my sister there waiting for me, as i came through the arrivals gate, every single time i flew home, after long periods of time spent overseas.


me and mr d sitting in our car (on a drive up through the kruger really early one morning) having a sandwich breakfast while zebras, giraffes and impala surrounded us, all having theirs too, munching on leaves and little zebras playing, chasing each other. we were all there for around half an hour or so, in the early morning light and it was so peaceful and beutiful - was amazing.


this is a very nice thread marmora man. it's put me in a really nice mood, thinking of some beautiful memories. thanks!!

Gods Window in Mpumulanga (or in my case a damn fine view).

A Leopardess leading her cubs to a fresh kill in Sabi Sabi.

An 8m Southern Right Whale calf in Walkers Bay, diving under your boat and then popping up the other side to have a curious look at you.

Looking straight up a 40' vertical wall of lush coloured coral as the sun light filters through clear blue water in the Great Barrier Reef.

The view from the 1,250th step above Tiger Cave in Krabi.

The innocent face of a sleeping child.

Moscow at night after a fresh fall of virgin snow (different story in the morning).

dulwichmum Wrote:

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> Mr Marmora Man darling, you sound like an ED

> version of Daniel Craig! Do you mind if I sit on

> your knee while you tell us more?



Regret I now have less hair and more belly than Daniel Craig - and thus may be a disappointment to a nubile young wench like yourself DM. Were we to meet tho' I could tell salty sea stories to while away the hours.

Sailing down the coast of Turkey, watching the sunrise, still drinking from the night before with 13 complete strangers.


Sitting on a large rock after ice climbing on the Aiguille du Midi in Chamonix eating bread and cheese. Turning round and smiling at Mr CamberwellOz and secretly thinking.... I never thought I'd be fit enough to do this.


Watching a little boy in Dubrovnik walk his cat down to the local pier and fish for it's dinner.


My mum and dad's smiling faces every time I get off the plane in Australia. It doesn't matter how many times I do it - they always clean the car, spring clean the house and buy me magazines and Australian treats to read/eat in the middle of the night whilst I get over my jet lag.

The Taj Mahal - Beautifully perfect

Purple Haze sunset on the River in the South of Laos

My father's place in Morocco ( for those who fancy a holiday :) sorry been too lasy to translate it in English)

the pink blossom falling down the trees in ED last week-end

The clock on my phone at work going from 4.59 to 5.00 on a Friday afternoon

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