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christmas island
Christmas Eve starts early in the tropics, with a dawn wake-up call from the birds and the ocean. I peer out from the curtains and see wild water and an overcast sky – or is it just that the sun is not properly up yet? But there is no lounging about today. We have jobs … Continue reading christmas island
waiting to exhale
It might be the longest night for most in the northern hemisphere, but to us it is the shortest night. Determined to wring every last drop out of a brief New York City visit, we book late night tickets at the Blue Note to see Chris Botti, and get back to our hotel less than … Continue reading waiting to exhale
last day in paradise
We awaken early on our last day. From our balcony we can see some early risers take advantage of the low tide and the public holiday, walking and running and long the full stretch of Maxwell Beach from the Uhuru apartment block to the Sea Breeze Hotel. A man limbers up under the coconut palm, … Continue reading last day in paradise
Máiréad Doyle 