2009...Going, going...gone!

What a year 2009 has been! It saw me wrap up my time at Vision Australia, where I was working as a Business Development Manager, travel to Ecuador and the USA to visit Alex’s family, share the loss of loved ones in Samoa where we spent Christmas in 2008, and start a new job. That, of course, is not to mention all the socialising and my involvement in co-compering Cubamemucho (a Cuban dance, show and workshop extravaganza), in September. So many things have been going...and the year is now gone!

So, now, I sit and reflect on the past six months or so. The last blog we published was around our “Window into Latin America” slideshow fundraiser It was an excellent night and we were able to raise over $1000.00 for the Renew the Spirit Foundation. We had hoped for 30 or 40 people, but got well over 60. Our very dear friend Richard deMeester (www.thedemeessters.blogspot.com), after recently having returned from ten months of travelling with his beautiful wife (and equally dear friend and talented photographer), assisted in putting together a slideshow on Latin America. Between Alex and Richard, they did a fabulous job. We held the fundraiser in November, in the studio of the Cuban Dance Academy (Thanks Christina), and it was clearly a great success. Having said that, anything that is able to assist and help others is always a success, in my eyes. I cannot begin to describe the enormous sense of satisfaction both Alex and I derive from the knowledge that others have been helped. On so many levels, we believe that what goes around comes around.

Globally, 2009 was a year of many natural disasters, probably starting off with our very own bushfires in Victoria, but something very close to home for Alex and I was the Samoan tsunami disaster, a few months back. It was exactly a year ago that we not only spent Christmas in Samoa, but specifically on Lalomanu Beach, which was one of the worst affected areas on the small Pacific island country. The first thing I did when I found out what had happened was contact my friend Tina whom I met when I was in Samoa. She is a very close friend of and known to many people who live in Lalomanu (she is a New Zealander but spends a lot of time in Samoa), and this was her response:

“Hey Ombi, not good news. Here's an update pasted from an email to another friend, sorry for that, but hard to keep up with everyone. Love and light to you guys for your thoughts for our beloved family xxx

‘As you already know, the devastation is heartbreaking. Tai and Sili are both in the hospital, and Tai had surgery last night for her injuries. They are both going to be okay. Tai lost her little baby boy, 11 months old. Mepa lost her eldest daughter, Moanalei, 8 yrs old.”

I was heartbroken; these were people that we had spent Christmas with only months ago. Tina went on to say that she and her partner Greg were going to fly to Samoa and try and help out with things, including raising some money to help out. It’s amazing how “putting out the word” helped raise a decent amount of funds. Tina and Greg have a blog, www.tinadesuza.blogspot.com, where they have documented and written a lot about what occurred. Tina has thanked all of those who donated , and I would like to do the same; thank my friends who not only donated money, but who also sent messages of encouragement and support. The following is what my special friend Kelly Jones had to say:

“So that you can more clearly understand how petty I currently feel, my biggest problems in the last week have been:

• Where to hang the new mirror and are the hooks strong enough to hold it;
• What to cook for a small party we had on Saturday night;
• How do I deal with preschoolers discussing somewhat adult concepts
• How to get the %^# report done for work that I have been avoiding for 2 weeks now;
• Is mersyndol or nurafen plus better for sinusitis?
• How do you get teenagers to be more considerate of your social life?
• What is the true meaning of life? (This one is an ongoing discussion).

That’s it, that’s all I got”.

Thanks Kel, there’s nothing like perspective!

In September, I also helped out with and co-compered Cubamemucho, a three day Cuban dance and workshop extravaganza. Alex was also involved, doing various things to help out. This event saw Cuban artists unite, and show Melbourne what the world of salsa and dance is really all about! It was hosted at Melbourne’s Forum Theatre, by Christina of the Cuban Dance Academy. During three days, a number of workshops were conducted at the Victorian College of the Arts, where the various artists taught everything from salsa, to merengue to reggaeton. The participants loved it! Nighttimes were at the Forum Theatre, and included salsa competitions, national salsa bands and floor shows by the Cuban artists. Three fun packed but full on days and nights....enjoyed by all!

As the year ticked away, I continued to search for work, and on my birthday (14th October) I was rewarded with a job. I had gone for a few jobs, even getting second interviews for a few. The job I finally did get was as the manager of an organisation called Inclusive Leisure Victoria, which does policy and advocacy work on a state wide level, around the inclusion of people with disabilities in the recreation and leisure sectors. I have now been there for a little over two months, and am really enjoying it. I get to go out and about do a lot of networking, which is right up my alley. In addition, it’s in Northcote and literally two minutes from home. I should be walking, as so many people have told me, but I do use my car for work, so I mostly don’t (walk that is).

I continue to keep fit and go to the gym most days. Whilst not the gym junkie I used to be years ago (some people would debate this), I still take my health and fitness seriously! No use waking up at 50 and trying to find the “miracle cure”! A little bit every day is my motto!

What happened next...Christmas and its over-commercialisation descended upon us like a bull to a red rag! I must say that I was a bit overwhelmed, if not repulsed, by the over-the-top commercialism of the whole event. People seem to have forgotten what it’s all about. I do understand and respect those who are Christian and choose to celebrate what is for them, the true meaning of this occasion. There are also many who celebrate the tradition and want to spend time with their loved ones. What does my head in, however, is the sickening consumerism that so many succumb to! Ridiculously expensive gifts, maxing out credit cards buying things that we cannot afford, trying to keep up with the Jones’...and the list goes on!

A couple of weeks before Christmas, Alex and I spent a few days at another special friend's beach house in Rye. Laurice and I have been friends since our Santa Maria College high school days. Laurice, her partner Laurie and Alex and I had a great few days down there...just before the Christmas crowds. Apart from going to the Peninsula Hot Springs, and "chilling out" in hot water, so to speak, all we did was laze around, eat, go for walks and relax! Whilst down there, we also visited Harry, who is my friend Rita's father-in-law. Harry spends his weeks in Melbourne and weekends in Rosebud.

We had a lovely Christmas this year, spent at my brother’s house, along with my sister-in-law Karen, nephew James, Karen’s mum (Anne), her partner Tony, dad Alan, and her nephew Jason and partner Jenny. It was a low key affair, spent with loved ones, and we all had a great afternoon. Later we visited some aunts, and then we went on next door to Skippy and Lizzie’s.

My brother and his family took off on Boxing Day, and they will be spending two weeks in Rye. Alex and I went to visit for a couple of days and had a blast. The weather was perfect; nice and hot as I like it...we relaxed, ate, chilled and went to the beach. We also went for a few walks, and I a run. I can just see it, we will be back at work in no time at all.

We spent the few days before the new year simply taking it easy. New Year's Eve was equally as relaxing. Alex and I went out for a Vietnamese meal with Dad, and later Alex and I went to Esther's house (Esther Garcia, now Finocchiaro), where she was having a small gathering. As you may remember my very special friend Rita (Garcia) is more like my sister (she is currently living in Dubai with her family), and I have long sice been the adopted "fourth" Garcia girl. Maribel (Esther and Rita's older sister) and Emma, her gorgeous daughter, were also down from Brisbane, where they live. So, it was a bit like a family reunion....but, you were DEFINITELY missing Reet! The idea was that Alex and I were later to meet Linda, and Richard and Jo in Linda's apartment in Port Melbourne, but the skies opened up and there was an alluvial downpour...normally, I would whinge, but Melbourne is so desparate for rain! The lights went out in Esther's house, and the lightning was pretty full on...so after a few phone calls, we decided to stay put!

5, 4, 3, 2, 1...Happy New Year! Hugs all around,
including Alex telling me that it was the best decade of his life! (We got together in mid 1999).

So, here we are in 2010, and I cannot but keep asking myself, "Where did the last 10 years go?"
I remember so very clearly living in Ecuador in 1999, and counting down the months and then the days to the new millennium! So, another decade just bit the dust!

My promise to myself is to write more often in the New Year, as it’s so hard to “summarise” when you let so many months slip by. I have not mentioned my dear friend Rita and her family having come on a couple of occasions this year from Dubai where they live, and my friend Maria’s 50th, just last week. Then of course, there was Kobie, Liz and Daniel's visit from the USA in October. They came for Kobie's sister's wedding, as did her mum, Maggie and partner Matt. All of these people mean so much to me and are truly special... but the list could go on and on.

I want to finish this off by saying that I feel honoured to have so many special people in my life, and you all know who you are. 2010 not only saw current friendships made more solid, but also saw new ones flourish; Rachela and Havanah, we welcome you. May 2010 bring every one of you much health, happiness and joy, surrounded by those whom you love, and who love you right back! 2009...Going, going...gone!

But...we already have lots to look forward to, including another visit from our dear friends Yuko and Nashville San from Japan, who will come to visit us again in June, as well as having booked a trip to Sarawak, Malaysia, in July...

...2010...here we come!!!

Ombi

Dedication 1: For all of those affected in the tsunami in Samoa, and especially Tai and her family. Not because Tai was the only one to suffer, but because we personally met her.

Tai, our wish to you, Sili and your known and loved ones is that you may find peace and tranquillity in 2010. We will never forget your strength of spirit, and the hospitality you showed us on Christmas Day 2008. We are glad that we were able to give something back to you, and hope it has helped to rebuild your lives in even a small way. Tai, you will always remain in our hearts.

Dedication 2: For my husband, partner, best friend, soul mate and love of my life, Alex. You bring peace to my heart, and joy to my soul. Thank you for your unwavering and constant love, support and passion. You are a truly special and unique human being, and I feel honoured to have you in my life. I adore and admire you, and your character makes me proud to be around you. If what goes around comes around, you have nothing but amazing things to look forward to! Thanks for helping make me who I am today. I am a better person for having you in my life, and you have taught me more than you could ever imagine. I will always be here for you as you have been for me.


“Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's need, but not every man's greed.” - Mohandas K. Gandhi.

(Photos: 1.- Ombi and Alex cooking "patacones" (fried plantains), an Ecuadorian speciality. 2.- With Jo and Richard at the Victoria Market, night market. 3.-Memories - Lalomanu Beach, Samoa, Christmas 2008, before the tsunami. 4.- The beautiful Tai, strumming her guitar, Christmas Eve, 2008. 5.- Alessia and Seo, teaching and struttin' their stuff at one of the Cubamemucho workshops. 6. - Ida opening up her Christmas present (I have known Ida for over 20 years and used to work in the house in which she lives). 7.- Ombi and Brandon (Brandon works at the gym I go to, and he invited us over for what can only be described as a veritable banquet! 8.- Harry Adams, Ombi and Alex at Harry's house in Rye. 9.- James (my nephew) with Nanny Anne and Nonno Dino. 10.- At Rye beach with James, Fulvio (brother) and sister-in-law, Karen. 11.- With my "sisters", Esther on the left and Maribel on the right - the only one missing is Rita, who lives in Dubai. The Garcia Clan adopted me years ago! 12.- Havanah. 13.- Happy 50th Birthday Maria Brancolino. 14.- Moi and Alex! 15.- Dad and Gerry O'Connor, a very special family friend who lives in Yea. 16.- Ombi doing acrobatics at Rye beach. 17.- L to R: Linda, Ombi, Richard and Jo, the world travellers, having dinner at Linda's house. 18.- Ombi with Maggie and Matt. 19.- Alex and Carmela Carey ( I used to work with Carmela at Vision Australia). 20.- L to R: Kobie, Alex and Liz, with Daniel in the front.)

A Window into Latin America - slide show videos

Following on from our last blog, we are posting the video of the slide show, A Window into Latin America, that Alex put together for the Renew the Spirit fundraiser we held in November of this year. In its original format it's about 35 minutes long. Alex has broken it up into five parts for easier viewing. All of the videos, except for the introduction and the last one, are also posted on You Tube

...so, grab yourself a cuppa or refreshment, kick back...and comment if you wish!

Introduction and photos to the Renew the Spirit Foundation:

Part 1. A Window into Latin America, covers the following countries:
Peru, Ecuador, the Galapagos Islands (which are part of Ecuador) , Colombia and Panama.



Part 2. A Window into Latin America, covers Costa Rica, Nicaragua , Honduras, Belize and Guatemala.



Part 3. A Window into Latin America, covers Guatemala, El Salvador, the Dominican Republic and Puerto Rico.



Part 4. A Window into Latin America, covers Cuba and Mexico.



We hope you enjoy the videos. Please feel free to check out the Renew the Spirit Foundation website, where you will be able to read about the organisation, what it does and what it is committed to.

We would also like to mention Jo and Richard's blog again, www.thedemeesters.blogspot.com; co-world travellers, bloggers, and photographers, they provided the other "half" of our presentation slideshow for the fundraiser.

Last but not least, we would like to mention Iosu Lopez, a Spanish traveller and film-maker, who Jo and Richard met whilst travelling. His dream was to travel the Americas from tip to toe. This trip would begin in Alaska, and end in Tierra del Fuego in Argentina, and would cover some 45,000 kilometres, along the "highway" known as the Ruta Panamericana. We would like to share the trailer of his forthcoming film, "La Costura de America", which loosely translates to "The Backbone of the Americas". It is something NOT to be missed by travellers, culture buffs and Latino-philes...time for another cuppa...kick back and enjoy this too!

Trailer "La costura de América" from Iosu López on Vimeo.

Comentario de Iosu:

"Antes de cumplir los 30, Iosu López decide abandonarlo todo para cumplir un sueño de infancia: Recorrer América de norte a sur y hacerlo íntegramente por tierra. Un viaje en solitario de 45.000 kilómetros y más de 10 meses desde Prudhoe Bay (Alaska) hasta Bahía Lapataia en Tierra de Fuego (Argentina) a través de la Ruta Panamericana. El cambio en su perspectiva vital, el autoconocimiento y el esfuerzo personal de superación marcan un viaje de descubrimiento de la rica y compleja topografía humana y social del continente americano".


"Nobody can do everything, but everyone can do something" - Author Unknown.

Dedication: I would like to dedicate this blog entry to "knowledge", as knowledge is power! All too often, we "don't go there" because it's too painful, too hard or because we simply cannot be bothered. But, in my humble opinion, "going there" is also immensely rewarding, as it reminds us that there is a whole other world out there, and that as interactive human beings we need to learn to live outside of the box or microcosm that we live in. In order to receive, we must also learn to give!

May 2010 bring you the love, peace and happiness that you all deserve!

In love and light

Ombi (and Alex too, as he reflects these exact sentiments)


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A Window into Latin America

Well, it has certainly been a while since I have blogged. Busy, busy, busy! Well, that's my excuse. 2009 has been an incredibly full on year for me, with lots of changes and adjustments. But, would I want it any other way? More on this in the next blog.

This blog will focus on the fundraiser that Alex and I are currently involved in helping out with. Like everything else in my life, this too has a story. Way back almost two years ago, when Alex and I returned from our 16 month trip around the world trip, we told our dear fried, Phil West, that we would help him out with some fundraising for the foundation he started and directs: "Renew the Spirit Foundation - Healing the Hearts of Child Survivors of War and Terrorism". Well, one thing led to another, and nothing ever happened...Alex and I were both looking for work...then it was Christmas... then we went to Ecuador and the USA for five weeks, and then we started to think, "Hey, it's almost Christmas 2009". Time...time...there is never enough time! Not good enough! I looked over the events of the last year, all of the natural disasters which had occurred, and especially Samoa, where I had spent last Christmas, and knew of people who had tragically died. I was really feeling that now was the time to give! I feel that in order to go forward in life, I sometimes need to 'balance things out' and do a bit of giving too. No more excuses! So, we had a good chat to Phil, and with a solid resolve, we decided that we were going to do this before the year was out, come hell or high water.

The idea was always to do some kind of slide show using some of the many photos (mostly Alex's) that we have taken on our travels. Latin America would probably be our focus, as it is also our passion. So, we started to organise...our dear friend Christina, director of the Cuban Dance Academy, would allow us to use her studio in Abbotsford, another friend of "Renew the Spirit", Phillipa, would organise some chairs, Alex would work on the slide show, and I would help do all the other bits and pieces, so to speak. And...we had even set a date: Friday 27th November...yes, of this year!

A couple of weeks ago, as this was all coming together, we were having dinner at the house of our very dear and special friends (who are the only others I know who are as travel obsessed as us, and whom I thus refer to as our 'travel partners in crime') , Richard and Jo deMeester, who had only just come back themselves from a 10 month stint overseas, including Central America and Cuba. So, we decided to run our ideas by them. As we did so, I began thinking that it would be fantastic, should they want to help out, as not only are they extremely generous and giving people, but they both have a passion for photography and take brilliant photos. Take a look at their blog, www.thedemeesters.blogspot.com Some wine and some excellent Thai food later (recipes they'd picked up from a Thai cooking course they'd participated in, in Thailand only weeks prior), we not only got some more great ideas but Jo and Richard also decided that they would like to add some of their photos to the slide show. We were stoked!

I called Phil and told him what had transpired, and within days ideas became blurbs, blurbs became the basic outline for a flyer, and the flyer was played with (originally by Phil, and then by Alex) until we had the 'you beaut, ready to go version'.

So, on the 27th of November at the Cuban Dance Academy's, Yemaya Studio, at Level 1/ 269 Johnston St, Abbotsford, Renew the Spirit Foundation will present: 'A Window into Latin America. A photojournalistic exhibition of Latin America - its people, culture, landscape and nature'. The four of us are thrilled to be able to share our love and passion of Latin America to all who come to the exhibition, and in doing so help out a most noteworthy organisation.

We really hope that you can make it. Please feel free to pass this information on to anybody or groups of people whom you think may be interested.

Renew the Spirit believes 'that a basic principal of humanity is to work toward a goal of reduction of wars, political and religious hatreds, terrorism, extremism as well as state-sponsored repression and violence.'

About the very humble Phil West, and the origin of the organisation:

'The Foundation was an initiative of Dr Phil West, who, with the support of Walter Mikac, initiated and set up the Alannah and Madeline Foundation in 1997 in the wake of the Port Arthur massacre a year earlier in which Walter’s wife and two young girls were murdered. The establishment of both foundations had the same genesis.

Dr West's Honours and PhD studies concerned the civil wars in Central America in the 1980s. During his overseas-based research, he saw at first hand the devastating physical and psychological impact of war and armed violence on individuals and communities and was especially moved by the plight of children.

Dr West's Honours and PhD studies concerned the civil wars in Central America in the 1980s. During his overseas-based research, he saw at first hand the devastating physical and psychological impact of war and armed violence on individuals and communities and was especially moved by the plight of children.'

I, personally, feel honoured to be doing something which will help bring some joy and a sense of fulfillment to the lives of so many children, as I had such a privileged childhood myself. Food, shelter, a good education, protection, love and warmth were never lacking in my household. I say a privilege, because so many children on our Earth have been denied and continued to be denied many of these most basic of things. For me, this is just a tiny way in which I can help a fragment of the many others who are so much less fortunate than myself.

It's not all about me!

'See everything with the eye of the heart' - (written at the bottom of an email of a most dear friend, Anita De Blasio, whilst travelling through Ireland recently).

Dedication: To my father, Dino Zanetti, who has been the most brilliant of fathers. Whilst still alive, he probably still does not understand the depth of my love and appreciation for him. Reading to me from when I was too young to even remember, it is to him that I credit my love of words, writing and the English language. Furthermore, along with my mother, he provided me with the love, food, warmth, education, protection and shelter which are denied to so many children on Earth. I thank you profoundly, and with love.

(Photos:1.- A Window into Latin America; the flyer being used to advertise the event to be held on November 27, 2009. 2.- Kids in a village near Ninh Binh, Vietnam, 2007. 3 & 4.- Richard and Jo taking some cooking lessons in Bangkok, October 2009. 5.- Children in the Dominican Republic, December 2007. 6.- Ombi & Christina (Cuban Dance Academy), October 2009. 7.- Phil West and Catalina, fundraising for Renew the Spirit Foundation at Cubamemucho, September 2009. 8.- Alex on the Tiger Leaping Gorge walk, western China, late 2007. 9.- Ombi, Alex and Dad (Dino) at La Porchetta Restaurant, Carlton, April 2009.)

Goodbye Ecuador; Hello USA beauracracy.

Our last week in Ecuador was a flurry of activity! We were invited to Marcia and Gustavo's house for Alex's cousin, Valeria's birthday; we were invited to both Gladys and Patty's respective houses for both lunch and "cafe y pancito" (coffee and bread, which is a tradition over there and happens at around 4 or 5pm, after lunch, but before dinner). We were also taken out for dinner by Bolivar and Lily my brother-in-law, Christian's parents. Prior to this last week, we had also been to Christian's parents' house to celebrate Jonathan (Chris's brother's) birthday. Everyone had been so open, warm and welcoming. In my last few days, I could feel the walls closing in on me!

Oh, and the list goes on...I caught up with my friend, Manuela and her mum Ana, whom I actually had not seen in years. It was great to be able to pick up where we left off. We were also invited to Alex's Tia Norma's apartment (actually his mum's auntie), with sweeping views of Quito. And of course, no visit to Ecuador would be complete without a visit to CEIB primary school (now called St Patrick School) where I used to tech English to Grade 3 children. All the kids I used to teach have now long gone, but the highlight of my visit there is always catching up with Don Carlitos. Don Carlitos used to be the gatekeeper of the school, and now he is the handy man. Each and every time I return to Ecuador and visit the school, he greets me with a "Hola Teacher Ombi" and gives me a big hug. He holds a special place in my heart!

We had had so many great times over the last few weeks, and now they were coming to an end, all too quickly. Denisse, more beautiful than ever, was a young lady now, at 15 years of age, and 11 year old "Axelin" was no longer a baby. I thought about all the time that has passed in which I had not seen them grow, and it made me feel sad. But what is the solution? This is the story of a love that straddles two cultures and two hemispheres. Regardless of where we live, we miss out on something. The most difficult thing for me this time would be having to leave behind little Thomas. So cute and so small. He seemed to laugh as he recognised my voice, but would he even remember me in a year's time? This made me feel the saddest of all, and every time I thought about this my stomach would sink to my toes.

Our week was also "made" shorter than we thought, as on the Tuesday morning before flying out, we realised that we were flying out to New York on the Wednesday morning not on the Thursday. In effect, we were chatting to Alex's mum in New York, who insisted that we were coming tomorrow, on Wednesday! Well, talk about flip out! Karen had stepped out for a bit (as she is home on maternity leave), and when she got back at around 11.00am, we hit her with, "OMG, we are leaving tomorrow". Despite the initial shock (but believe me, she couldn't have been more shocked than we were), we got ourselves organised and did what we had to do the day before flying out! We packed our bags, and then thankfully for Karen, we used her as our taxi service over the next few hours, as there is no other way we would have been able to do all the last minute things we needed to do. We quickly went to the Mercado Artesanal (Artisans market) where we bought a few things we still wanted, and also caught up with Maria Antonieta briefly to say goodbye.

Our last night at Karen's was lots of fun, with many relatives popping in to say goodbye. We got some pretty snazzy t-shirts from Christian and Karen, but I am afraid I cannot translate their meaning on this blog. Here is the picture, but you need to ask me personally for the translation. Karen and Jesus, you will SOOOOO get this! After everyone had left, Alex and I, stayed up talking with Piero and Karen. We got to bed at 2.00pm. Normally, that wouldn't be brutally late, but we had to get up at 3.00am. Blink! We were up and ready in a flash. We were exhausted! We slithered into all of the rooms and kissed Piero, Karen, Denisse and Axel goodbye. I said my own little farewell to Thomas, but did not touch him, as I did not want to wake him up.Fortunately, we were too tired to feel sad. Christian dropped us off at the airport, and we hugged him goodbye. It was all starting to feel so final. Just before we went through the main doors, Alex's Dad showed up, so we were also able to bid our last farewells. Then we were inside; very tired and very sad! To make matters worse, it felt like we were lined up for ever! I have never been so glad to plonk my tired little butt onto a seat. In fact, I was so tired, that I slept through take off! Now THAT is hardcore!

I should also mention that Byron and Alex came to visit us briefly on our last night, and gave us a beautiful gift each. Alex's was a necklace and mine a pair of earrings with a beautiful sun/ moon representation. I know that it's the thought that counts, but they know us so well; I couldn't have picked something more appropriate out myself!

Our flight back to New York, would see us pass through Miami, and I only woke up before touch down. Now, it seemed that despite only having 24 hours here, before then going back to Australia, the authorities were going to give us a run for our money! We passed through passport control as a couple, Alex going first. Yep, all good! Ombi's turn? Nah, something's a "mismatch" I was told. My passport was promptly handed to a Passport Control Officer, who then placed it into a plastic sleeve, and I was told to politely, "Stand over there!" Luckily Alex was able to come with me. We finally got shuttled off into a room, full of what appeared to be anyone and everyone other than caucasians. OK, it's a full house, but I'm still not panicking. It's almost 1.00pm though and we have a flight to New York to catch at 3.00pm. I ask someone if we're going to miss the flight. She's not sure. Great! We need this like a bullet in the head. I see some officer holding up a Mexican Passport, and tell another officer that it looks dodgy and like it's been tampered with. It's getting worse! Another guy tells me that he's been waiting for over two hours. It's going to be a long wait! To my surprise, I am called up after some 45 minutes. Do I live in Australia? Yes. What's the weather like there? I tell him it's winter. But it's hot in the north, right? Yes, I tell him, we only have a "real"winter in the south-east and Tasmania. He seems satisfied with my answers, and then tells me I can go! Go figure! Can't say that I understood what that was all about, but we did manage to catch our flight to New York. Anybody have any idea? (Harry......OIFA!)

We landed in La Guardia, where Alex's mum and sister were waiting for us. Our last night together was great, and we filled her in on our time in Ecuador. In a few weeks time, Angie would be going to Ecuador by herself, and staying with Karen. What can you do in 24 hours? The next day we chatted some more, whilst having breakfast, and then lunch. In no time at all, it was time to go to the JFK airport. We thought we'd check ourselves in, before going downstairs for a coffee.

As we went through the usual, check-in rigmarole, "Frances" informed us that we would not be able to sit next to each other on the LA to Sydney sector. (Remember, our flight path was New York - LA - Sydney - Melbourne). Now, WHY would I want to sit next to my partner for the longest portion of the trip, which would take approximately 13 and a half hours? Face, body language.......she was clearly not interested. Frances was clearly having a bad day, but nonplussed, I figured I'd fix it up in LA. I mean, it was our last half an hour or so with Alex's mum and little sister. I have to admit though, I had not appreciated her attitude! Once downstairs, and having coffee, both Alex's mum and Alex reiterated my sentiments; "That gal had a baaaaaaaaad attitude!"

Alex was keen to "fix it up", so back we go to the counter. Now Frances was in luck, and I was feeling rather tranquil. Just thought I would go over and explain the situation, no names involved. So, I went to the counter and simply asked the woman if she could change the tickets so that Alex and I could sit next to each other. At that precise moment, Frances comes along, and utters to the woman helping us, "I've already told them that there are no seats together!". Well, something snapped! You know, poor Frances at the Qantas counter picked the "wrong chick at the wrong time". After what had happened in Miami, I was over it! I whipped around faster than a flash of lightning, eye-balled her and hissed, "Why don't you just do a Harry Houdini and disappear! You are clearly useless, so let me continue speaking to someone who's not!" I'm not sure who was more stunned, Frances or me! She then sat down and smirked at me! Have I ever told you how much I loathe smirking? On a roll, I now couldn't help or stop myself. Next I blurted out, "That smirk on your face makes we want slap you!!!!!"..........Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding! Alarm bells! We ARE in the USA? Did I just "threaten" her? Is she going to sue me? The lady helping me was very pleasant, if not a little thrown back by my outburst, and she listened patiently as I continued to explain that whilst I did not need or require any red carpet treatment, was asking Frances to do her job THAT difficult? The lady helping us made it clear that the changes actually could be made. Despite the fact that I was not raising my voice, the lady behind the counter could see how irate I was. I suggested that Frances may benefit from being locked up in an office away from people, or perhaps they should enrol her is a customer services course, as she clearly had no skills in this department. Well, we were offered two passes into the British Airways/ Qantas lounge. I will reserve my judgement on this for another time, but I really must mention one of the many magazines that were on "offer" (free, of course!! ); "The Private Jet Lifestyle Magazine - Elite Traveller". Pages and pages and pages of expensive, consumerist, advertising dribble! I mean, one of the ads was for a Private Honda Jet, with the caption, "Is it possible to find a more efficient alternative?" No, but certainly a more stupid, energy-wasting one! Give me a bucket!!!!! Heaven forbid, that one would have to sit in a bigger plane, with the masses! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease! What is this world coming to?

Once in the plane, we settled down comfortably. We felt a bit sad, as we always do saying goodbye to family. Alex's mum was OK, but Angie looked sad. That's always a tough one. The flight to LA was fine, as was the flight to Sydney. Due to our connections, we missed our flight from Sydney to Melbourne. Whilst it was no big deal, we were tired and just wanted to get home. We finally made it to Melbourne by 11.30am on the morning of Saturday, 20th June. As usual, we were picked up by Dino's Taxi Service. We chatted as we drove home, and all had lunch together, but I was feeling tired. Jet lag? Not sure, as I do not normally suffer from this, but....I did manage to sleep on the couch from 12.45pm until about 11.00pm that night!

I woke up, and went straight to bed. We had missed two functions: Di Baini's 21st ( a really special friend of ours) and an Inti Raymi ("Festival of the Sun") celebration at Mick's house in Croydon. Just a little bit of information for those of you who way not know too much about Incan culture; Inti Raymi marks the winter solstice, and was a religious ceremony of the Inca Empire, in honour of the god, Inti. Whilst I was disappointed at having missed both, I was also way too tired to give it much thought!


Ombi


Dedication (English): There are two parts to this dedication. The first part is for my brother-in-law, Christian. You are a wonderful person! I saw you be a wonderful husband, father, son, brother and friend....and of course, brother-in-law! You showed how loving and warm you are, and I would like to above all thank you for the amazing way you treat Axel and Denisse. Respect does not just happen it is earned. Despite the fact that we live far away, you will always hold a special place in our hearts. The second part is for our sister and sister-in-law, Karen. Finally, you got what you truly deserve. You are an exceptional mother and person, and we love you with all of our hearts.Christian and Karen, we wish you the best in life, and never forget that we will always be here for you and your family.

Dedicacion (Espanol): Hay dos partes de este dedicacion. La primer parte es para nuestro cunado, Christian. Eres una persona maravillosa! Pudimos ver que eres un buen esposo, padre, hijo, hermano y amigo....y tambien cunado! Nos demostraste lo carinoso y amable que eres, y sobre todo, quiero agradecerte en la forma fabulosa que tratas a Axel, Denisse y Thomasito. El respeto no ocurre simplemente, el respeto es ganado. No importa que vivimos lejos, siempre vas a tener un lugar especial en nuestros corazones. La segunda parte es para nuestra hermana y cunada, Karen. Finalmente ganaste lo que verdaderamente mereces. Eres una persona y madre excepcional y te amamos con todo nuestros corazones. Christian y Karen, te deseamos todo lo mejor de la vida, y nunca se olviden que siempre estaremos aqui para ustedes.


"There is no calamity greater than lavish desires. There is no greater guilt than discontentment. And there is no greater disaster than greed". Lao-tzu (604 BC - 531 BC)
















(Photos: 1.- Valeria's birthday. L to R: Sara, Denisse, Valeria, Junior and Volney, in front, Quito. 2.-L to R: Ana Miranda and Manuela. 3.- Alex, baby Thomas and his brother Jean Pierre. 4.- Alex with his aunt, uncle and cousins. L to R: Alex, Israel, Valeria, Gustavo, Ombi , Gustavo Jr and Marcia. 5.-Ombi and Alex, with imprinted obscenities! Karen's house, Quito. 6.- Ombi and Alex with "La Tia Loca" (the crazy auntie), Gladys. 7.- Alex with his cousins. L t R: Andres, Alex and Ruben (Junior). 8.- With my brother-in-law Christian's family at Jonathan's birthday. L to R: Bolivar, Lily (parents), Christian, Thomas, Jean Pierre, Jonathan (Chris' brother), Naty (girlfriend), Ombi and Karen. In the front, Denisse and Axel (neice and nephew) and Alex. 9.- Locals at the Otavalo Market. 10.- Dad and the boys! . L to R: Alex's Dad (Hugo), Jean Pierre, Rodrigo and Alex. 11.- This time with Rocio's (my mother-in-law's) sisters. Lt R: Gladys, Ombi, Patty and Marcia. 12.- BBQ time! Alex with his sister Karen, outside her apartment in Quito. 13.- Happy family! Karen, Christian and Thomas. 14.- Alex and Karen enjoying an espresso...with Italian coffee machine and ground coffee brought from Australia. When I lived in Ecuador, I left my legacy....a good coffee! 15.- Alex and his mum in New York. 16.- Alex and Angie at JFK Airport, on our way back to Australia...with Aussie paraphenalia. 17.- Christian at home with his family; Thomas, Denisse and Axel. 18.- Alex and his brother Rodrigo). 19.- Diego and Christina (their mother Deisy works in Karen's house).

Still more to do and see in Ecuador

So, we had spent time with family, caught up with some of our friends, and done a whole lot of other stuff, but there was still so much more to do! So many friends still wanted to catch up with us, but time was a tickin'!

Now, we couldn't possibly leave Quito without going for a boogie. So, one Saturday night we got a little group together and off we went to Flashback. As the name suggests, the music played was from the 70s and 80s. Our little group was Alex and I, Jean Pierre, Karen and Christian, Jonathan (Christian's brother) and his girlfriend Naty, and Andrea (his cousin) and her husband Paul. Oh what a night! Oops, no pun intended! It was lots of fun, and we had a great time dancing. In my usual fashion, I was on that dance floor and goin' for it in no time at all! And Christian was my partner in crime. What took a bit of (more like a lot actually) getting used to was the cigarette smoke! Apart from gross and repulsive, it seems oh so very yesterday to smoke in a confined space! So, here we are almost 3 kilometres above sea level, dancing in a pool of smoke.......at times I thought I was going to go into cardiac arrest. Apart from the smoke, we survived (of course, again, no pun intended), and didn't leave until almost 3.00am. On the way home we stopped for some hot dogs with the lot (it's what you do in Ecuador, after a big night out). Whilst it was no thanks for me, all the others went for it! Vegetarian or not, I don't do mystery bags!

The next day was rather peaceful, and we all relaxed at home, only stepping out to buy some ice-cream.

Whilst we were in Quito, Andrea (Santy's wife) gave birth to little Samuel. She chose a water birth, which is not so common in Ecuador. Alex, Karen and I went with his aunties Gladys and Patty, and were amongst the first to see the little baby. He was only hours old when we saw him. Santy was at the hospital too, as were several others. The baby, tiny as he was, was being passed around. They seem to have a much more laid back attitude to pregnancy and giving birth in Ecuador. As Alex's aunt Patty told me some seven years ago when she gave birth to Samantha, "Pregnancy and child birth are not an illness, they are a way of life". She's right, and sometimes we can be a bit precious about it all in the western world.

Now, we all know that the world is a small place, but........after we visited Andrea and little Samuel in hospital, we stopped by a small set of shops close to the hospital ...I noticed a little girl in a wheelchair, and I was sure I had met her before. Now, whilst I am hopeless with numbers, I never forget a face, and almost never a name. Memory bank, memory bank! I looked at her father...yes I knew him, and I thought his daughter's name was Eva....it all came back to me. I had met "Eva" in a shop her father owned on the Galapagos Islands, when we were there three and a half years ago. I went straight up to the father and asked him if his daughter's name was Eva, to which he replied , "Yes, Evaluna!". He looked at me as if to say, "How do you know her?" I then jogged his memory, and we chatted about our meeting in his shop in the Galapagos. I reminded Pato that I had met him and his wife Katy, and their gorgeous daughter. We had given her a little toy koala, and had played with her for a while. They now have another little girl called Sol. I went up to Evaluna and gave her a big hug, and reminded her too of how and when we had met. She have me a big hug and even bigger smile! I told Pato how I had often wondered about them all, and especially Evaluna! We swapped e-mails and vowed to stay in touch. Destiny!

We managed to catch up with Edison and Belen too, which was wonderful. Eddy used to work with Alex at El Comercio, Quito's leading newspaper, when I met him 10 years ago. He is still there and works as a graphic designer. And Belen, who actually also works there now, used to be one of Alex's students at the Journalism Club in which he used to teach and be involved in. They picked us up fro Patty's house and we went to La Ronda, in the old part of Quito. It is in the colonial part of the old town, and is one of the oldest and most historic parts of Quito. As it was during the week, it was not that crowded, but there were still plenty of places selling canelazo, a traditional hot drink (with or without alcohol, but usually with), empanadas, and souvenirs. In addition, there were lots of restaurants and cafes. We stopped at one of them, and I had one of the best hot chocolates ever!

There was no way that we were leaving Quito without a meal at his Tia Bebita's restaurant. Not only is she a wonderful cook but she is also a lovely woman. Every day her father (Alex's grandfather) Jacinto, goes there for lunch. We surprised him by just rocking up one day without saying anything. You should have seen his face when Alex said, "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit down next to you?" More hugs all around! After lunch we caught the taxi with "Papa Jacinto" (as he is fondly referred to) back to his place, and caught up with some more members of Alex's extended family. Again, never enough time!

We also managed to catch up with our special friend Aidee, who is still working at Hostal Centro del Mundo in Gringolandia. It's where I stayed when I first came to Quito. I met her before I met Alex! We truly surprised her when we popped into the hostel. On that same day we also caught up with Ely from Moggely Travel (who run various tours all over Ecuador) and met her cousin Marco who is also working there now. Another friend I was able to see was Iliana; I used to work with both her and her mum (also called Iliana, and who now lives in Chicago). We went to a place called La Tortilla, where we were able to sit down and catch up on 10 years! Iliana's mum found me on Facebook several months ago and we re-connected. She then she gave me her daughter's e-mail. I had not been in touch with either since I stopped living in Ecuador 10 years ago. It was great, and like no time had passed at all. Unfortunately, we were neither able to catch up with Alex's friend Raul, or my Colombian friend, Maria Pia......time just ran out!

I did, however, catch up with Maria Antonieta and her partner Chula. Maria Antonieta was one of my very closest friends when I lived in Ecuador. It was so great to see her once again, and it really felt like no time had passed at all. I went to hers and Chula's place for dinner, and we chewed the fat for hours! It's amazing how with good friendships, upon reconnecting, it actually feels like no time has passed at all. I only wish we had have had the chance to spend more time together, but as I have mentioned before, time is not always our best friend!

Now, there was no way that I was coming home from Ecuador not having visited the famous indigenous market of Otavalo. Alex and I took the two hour bus ride north, with Denisse on a Saturday morning, which is market day. Without a doubt, the beauty of the market lies in the indigenous people of the area, who always look spectacular in their traditional garb. The women with long, dark braided hair, colourfully embroidered shirts, and rows upon rows of gold beads around their necks, and the men, with their hats and their ponchos. Think Otavalo, think South America! As soon as we arrived we went straight to Mama Rosita's for our humita fix (humitas are a type of roll, made from corn and can be sweet or savoury). I first met Dona Rosita (Mrs Rosita) when I was living in Ecuador, as I would go to Otavalo regularly. Unfortunately, it started to rain early on in the piece, and it got to the point where it was no longer enjoyable to walk around. We stopped in a cafe for a hot drink and a snack, after which we bought very little (but did include a couple of really cute woollen jumpers for Thomas), before proceeding to go home. We did manage to see both Don Pedro (Byron's dad) and Norma (his sister) who have separate stalls there.

For me, Otavalo is like a life line. It epitomises all that I love about South America, and is a fascinating place to people watch. It reminds me of the culture that I love, and for me, no trip to my second homeland would be complete without a visit here. Unfortunately, due to the rain (it was hammering!), I couldn't enjoy it as much as I usually do.

Mindo, the last bastion. I was determined to see it! Mindo is an area of low lying rain forest just a few hours north of Quito. It's a bird lovers paradise, as it has one of the highest concentrations of birds in the world, with more than 350 bird species. I just wanted to relax and get away for a few days. We left on a Wednesday and came back on a Friday. We went by bus, and only half an hour out of Quito, the scenery changed and we were presented with undulating hills, covered with lush green trees. So many memories came flashing back to me, and this trip reminded me of what it is about South America that I had fallen deeply in love with in the first place! Indescribable sentiments, lodged deeply in my heart! I would do a backpacking trip again with Alex in South America in a heartbeat. I will.....one day! As we arrived in Mindo, it was raining heavily, but Byron had given us a contact of a place to stay. We ended up calling Elizabeth of Mindo Real, and she promptly came to pick us up with her daughter. If you click here, you will see the picture of the beautiful little cabin in which we stayed for 2 nights. It was only a 7 minute walk from the small town centre, but it was just far enough that the only noise we could hear was the sound of the river which ran through the property.

Each morning we were treated to a sumptuous home-made breakfast, compliments of Ely. Everything was fresh, and everything tasted fantastic! We were in no rush to wake up early on either of our days there, as it was so relaxing. On one of the days, we went on a really long walk, past the Mariposario (butterfly enclosure) and on a little mountain trail, ending up at some waterfalls. There were plenty of beautifully coloured butterflies flying around, and we both felt very serene. It was like having the place to ourselves as we only came across a person or two. Our walk through the mountain trail, was lovely, if not steep, and at one point we literally got attacked by a type of ant that, whilst not poisonous, bites with voracity. Their pincers were closing in all over my feet, and as I was wearing sandals and not shoes, I was jumping around like a grasshopper. I was also screaming expletives, whilst trying to swat them. Yes, I DID freak out! Luckily, no one was around, because I was screaming like someone who was being attacked! Well I was, wasn't I? After the attack, and with my ankles and legs covered in bites, I slathered them in even more insect repellent, and we continued walking. Insect repellent? All too little too late?!

Soon, we reached a place where there were some waterfalls. We had to walk a little more inland, but the views were worth the walk. Again, we were alone. We had a dip in a pool which was what I would describe as natural, but somewhat enhanced by man. The water was bloody freezing! Just as we were getting ready to leave, the heavens opened and there was an alluvial downpour! We tried to wait until it passed, but this natural phenomena was not going to come to the party! So, we pulled out our ponchos and rain jackets, and walked back in the rain!

We had found a great little street stall on the first night where we bought our dinner, and went back the second night as it was so good. Grilled plantains (savoury bananas), were served with mayonnaise and grated fresh cheese (trust me, if Gino had tried it, he would have said, "'fully sick!"). Then there was menestra (a type of stew, in this case with lentils) served with rice, salad, and aji (a chilli sauce which I just love). Add to that grilled meat and chicken, which Alex tells me was also great!

No sooner had we arrived, than it was time to go back to Quito. As we caught the bus back, and I once again admired the fantastic scenery, I was brutally reminded that we had less than a week to go! Where had the time gone? We wound our way back to Quito as I continued to both ponder and admire!

Yet another adventure was coming to an end!

Ombi

Next: Saying goodbye!

"In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act" - George Orwell (1903 1950)

(Photos: 1.- Ombi and Alex boogie-ing on the dance floor, "Flashback", Quito, Ecuador. 2.- The "family gang" at Flashback. Lto R: Naty, Jonathan, Christian, Karen, Andrea, Jean Pierre, and Paul in the front. 3.- Andrea, Santiago and baby Samuel only hours after his birth. 4.- A surprise reunion - Ombi, Evaluna and Pato. 5.- Belen, Edison and Ombi at La Ronda, in the Old Town (historical centre), Quito. 6.- Alex's family on his dad's side: Papa Jacinto (grandpa), Alex, Salome, Jacinto (behind), Esteban, Monica (behind), Simona, Soraya, Sandy and Alexandra. 7.- Ombi and Aidee at Centro del Mundo. 8.- Maria Antonieta (front) and Chula at their place in Quito. 9.- Mama Rosita, Ombi and Denisse eating humitas at the Otavalo Market, Ecuador. 10.- Fancy a bit of pork, or a ham sanga? Fare of the porcine kind, Otavalo Market. 11.- Spools of thread, Otavalo Market. 12.- Mindo - loy lying cloud forest. 13.- The beautiful flowers of Mindo. 14.- River running through Mindo. 15.- Ombi and Alex; on our way back from a walk. It was only the poncho that saved me from the wet t-shirt competition! 16.- Eating out at the "local", Mindo. 17.- (Left): Alex and Ely, of Moggely Travel. 18.- (Right): Ombi and Iliana at "La Tortilla" - reunion after 10 years.)