It’s not every day that you get to look out of your window and see the ruins of a 15th century palace. Or fortress. Or house of a wealthy family. Whatever it was atop that hill across from our villa on Isola di Ponza — that crumbling structure barely clinging to whatever historical moment in time it came from — it was a magical sight. Something out of one of my fantasies. I always dreamed of exploring ruins and castles as a young boy, but I had never thought I’d bee sleeping across from them.
Let alone have a hammock to relax in on the porch of a white-washed villa set in the rocky, green-brushed volcanic hills of Ponza Island.
Our crew of the This Is Your Time blog tour, all bags in tow, plodded along the winding pathways that snake through the hills of grey and orange rock, passing the white painted villas which seemed almost to be carved straight out of the hillside. This was after a winding truck drive down the small hairpin turns which rim the coastal cliffs that were incredibly treacherous and equally adventurous, with our whole blogger crew holding on for dear life.
Which made arriving all the more rewarding and the location even more fantastical.
After a brief hike (around Ponza, you definitely need to have good legs under you) we came up the hill and through the gate to our sweet getaway, our own bright white villa above Frontone Beach overlooking the sapphire blue Tyrrhenian Sea. A gentle breeze brought up the salty sea air and cooled our brows as we all heaved our bags down happily, ready to take in this beautiful place and relax.
Hiking and climbing on Sugarloaf Mountain in #Maryland. There is almost no freer feeling than that of running wild and unhindered in nature — through the soft and bright green ferns, across the jagged and moss covered boulders, over the fallen logs, ascending rock face — hands and feet feeling for cracks and scars to keep climbing up and up and up — until finally you are at the apex of it all, looking out over the sprawling landscape and endless horizon and the tippy tops of trees.
Excerpt from my journal: Arrived in Napier right as the sun was setting. Outside my window was a water-color splashed skyscape; light blues, pastel pinks, cream oranges. Too beautiful to be real.
The perfectly penciled clouds populated the foreground hiding the sun, which defiantly illuminated them from behind with an electric orange. It outlined the clouds like a neon sign in the sky before flickering out beneath the horizon and beyond a midnight blue lake.
Sunrise over New Mexico Desert seen from my Amtrak train I was on from Washington DC to Los Angeles California. The sky was afire with crimson and orange, beautiful.
Where is your favorite place to watch a sunset?
Here is a black and white view of Paihia, Bay Of Islands, and the town of Russell. I was there briefly while I was heading up to Cape Rainga, but I loved the small beach town. You can easily pass through it in minutes, but explore the town, chill out on the beach, see the vineyards of Russell and suddenly there is plenty to do.
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