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   <title>Iguazu Falls</title>
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      <![CDATA[<strong><em>By Philip Griffith</em></strong><br /><br />Huge torrents of brown, muddy, foaming water cascade over the precipice and freefall 90 metres, thundering onto the rocks below. A plume of white spray fills the air. The spray building higher and higher is mesmerizing. <img hspace="7" height="200" border="0" align="right" width="267" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/iguzau3_2.jpg" /><br /><br />The noise is deafening. We shout at each other and we are only centimetres apart. The spray relentlessly rises, now well above us. The swirling white mist is now 50 metres over our heads. Suddenly the huge volume of water in the air creates its own wind squall, changes direction and then deluges us as it drops back into the chasm. Screams of surprise and delight erupt around the now saturated, awe-inspired crowd.<br /><br />This is The Devil&rsquo;s Throat (Garganta del Diablo), the centrepiece of the mighty Iguazu Falls, located on the border of the Brazilian state of Paran&aacute; and the Argentine province of Misiones. This 100-metre-wide semi circular stage plays to enthralled audiences 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. We are perched on a platform right on the edge, at the top of the awesome monster, peering down into the boiling cauldron.<br /><br />The enormous power and energy created by this one section of the falls make one realize how insignificant we are. <img hspace="7" border="0" align="left" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/iguazu17_2.jpg" />This is nature at its wildest best.<br /><br />On boarding the boat below the falls it was just a little disconcerting to see most people take their clothes off down to their bathing suits and put them in the waterproof bags provided. We had raincoats.<br /><br />The boat held about 30 people and the skipper took us very close to many sections of the almost 3-kilometre-wide falls for fabulous camera shots. Then the call came, no more photos, cameras away. <br /><br />The skipper gunned the twin stern drive motors and we rocketed right into the path of the waterfall. Visibility zero. Water cannoned down from a huge height and dropped straight into the boat amid screams of shock from the passengers. The rock face of the waterfall must have been centimetres away, but it couldn&rsquo;t be seen because of the deluge. It was like being under water. Then the roar of the motors again and suddenly we were out and water was cascading out the bottom of my coat. Not one dry spot! The girls in their bikinis were the smart ones.<br /><br />It was a very wet trip back but nobody seemed to mind in the 33&deg;C (90&deg;F) heat.<br /><br />You can fly into Iguazu Airport in the Northern State of Misiones and stay at one of many hotels on either the Brazilian or the Argentinean side, some actually overlooking the falls. The Iguazu River here is the boundary between the two countries. <img hspace="7" height="233" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/iguasu9_2.jpg" />Eighty percent of the falls are on the Argentinean side but the best overall view of the Argentinean side is from the Brazilian side. So you need two days to do justice to the falls. They are one of the seven natural wonders of the world. <br /><br />If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:philipgriffith@netsmart.net.nz">here</a> to contact the author directly.&nbsp; <br />]]>
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   <title>Arica, Chile: A Great and Economical Beach Getaway</title>
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      <![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Marianne Graff</strong></em><br /><br />As the sun slowly sets, there is plenty of time to relax and listen to the waves crest, break and wash up along miles of sandy beach, as birds wing across a fushia and tangerine sky and the flaming honey ball of the sun drips down towards the indigo waves off the coast of Arica, Chile.&nbsp;<img hspace="7" height="200" border="0" align="right" width="299" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/Graff_birds_sunset.jpg" /> <br />When thinking of a trip to Bolivia or Peru, a side trip to Chile for a beach getaway is often overlooked, considered too expensive or not worth the hassle of border hopping. But you may change your mind once you discover how quick it is to fly to Arica from popular destinations in Bolivia and Peru, and how you can enjoy summer weather, blue skies and miles of beach all year round, for less money than you would think.</p><p>Arica is 19 km south of the border between Peru and Chile, and within a half hour drive of two airports (by Arica, Chile and Tacna, Peru). This means that within three hours you can be on the beach in Arica, warming your bones after the chilly heights of La Paz or Cusco, enjoying blue skies after grey days in Lima, and swimming in waters warmed by three ocean currents in this subtropical oasis. </p><p>In fact, it&rsquo;s quicker to get here from popular places in Peru and Bolivia than other places in Chile. <br />Any time of the year is a good time to visit Arica, since the temperature never dips below 14&deg;C. It&rsquo;s only rained three times in the last 100 years. <img hspace="7" height="299" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/Graff_framed_caves.jpg" />(Precipitation is less than 0.1 mm annually.) Sea fog evaporates by noon most days, revealing clear blue skies. If you are coming during December or January, book your accommodation well in advance, and confirm it with a phone call before arrival, since this is prime vacation time for Peruvians, Bolivians and Chileans on summer break, who flock to Arica&rsquo;s 10 beaches to swim, sunbathe, surf, kite surf, scuba dive, snorkel, stroll and hang out. <br /></p><p>Many people do not know that the cost of living in Arica is the lowest in Chile, with prices on par with Peru. You can find hostels and residencials (longer stay hostels) for 6,000 pesos per person (US$12) and hotel rooms starting at 10,000 pesos (US$20). Consider renting a furnished apartment on the Chinchorro Beach for around 15,000 pesos (US$30) per day for a convenient and economical place to stay. A typical meal costs between 1,000 and 4,000 pesos (between US$2 and US$8). Taxis are inexpensive at 1,500 pesos (US$3) one way anywhere within the city limits, and it costs even less if you take a Collectivo (shared taxi) (450 pesos per person, less than US$1).</p><p>There are many local attractions in and around Arica. See the oldest mummies in the world in the museum in the Azapa Valley, or catch a free concert in the picturesque downtown, full of palm trees, fountains and some historic sites including a church and a customs office built by A.G. Eiffel of Paris&rsquo; Eiffel Tower fame. Further afield you can see geoglyphs in the Lluta valley and UNESCO-recognized Parque Nacional Lauca and Lake Chungar&aacute;. There is enough to keep you busy for four or more days in this subtropical beach oasis at the edge of the Atacama Desert, making it well worth your while to add as a side trip from Peru or Bolivia. <br /></p><p>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:mariannegra@gmail.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.&nbsp; <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Take a Hike -- On a Rooftop -- In Stockholm</title>
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      <![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Dale Waldorf</strong></em><br /><br />Step through the attic doorway for a breathtaking panoramic view of the Venice of the North. Perched like a weathervane amidst the spires, turrets and towers of surrounding rooftops, you view the city of Stockholm, Sweden laid out before you as far as the eye can see.</p><p><img hspace="7" height="200" border="0" align="left" width="299" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/Stockholm_city.jpg" /><br /><br />Buckled into a full-body, oil rig-style harness topped with a construction hard hat and oblivious to early morning temperatures, you step out into the open air -- 130 feet above the streets and waterways glistening from the receding mist.<br /><br />For the moment, the immediate task of connecting yourself to the steel walkway underfoot demands your full attention. Once you hear the click of the harness clip (&ldquo;the dog&rdquo;) as it snaps onto a toe-level silver rail, you know you&rsquo;re ready to walk the dog on a roof bordering Stockholm&rsquo;s Old Town.<br /><br />Joining nine other adventurers, you&rsquo;re about to experience an amazing opportunity to hike the rooftops of the Old Parliament Building on the island of Riddarholmen, across the bridge from Gamla Stan, Stockholm&rsquo;s old quarter located south of today&rsquo;s cosmopolitan city center. Your first instinct is to tread cautiously on the steel walking-path that meanders along flat-roofed terrain, over higher and lower roof intrusions, around abutments and along segments of buildings that appear to have meshed over centuries of architectural change. <img hspace="7" height="299" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/Stockholm_roof.jpg" /><br /><br />However, cautious movements along the path soon turn into more confident steps as the soft din of chatter, laughter and gentle encouragement for the dogs to move along is heard rising from roof angles and linking stairways. Although the dog may not always be obedient and often prefers to pause at junctions that connect the lower rails, a bit of gentle persuasion usually keeps your harness moving along the pathway. And while you&rsquo;re bending down to ease your dog forward, you might just as well help out a fellow dog coming along behind, for rule #1 is &lsquo;don&rsquo;t kick the dog.&rsquo;<br /><br />This newly acquired canine certainly keeps you aware of your location and at times overrides a curiosity to absorb the magnificent 360-degree view extending to the horizon. To satisfy this curiosity, highly experienced and qualified guides conduct historical and architectural talks at strategic viewing stops along the way.<br /><br />This is the time to absorb the unprecedented panoramic view of the city of Stockholm -- past and present -- as the sounds of &ldquo;ooh,&rdquo; &ldquo;aah&rdquo; and &ldquo;oh, look&rdquo; escape from fellow hikers. Your eyes roam from the characteristic black rooftops of Old Town to the Royal Palace, which houses one more room than Buckingham Palace in London, to Nobel Park, which contains a copy of every indigenous tree and bush and is one of 38 parks in the city.<br /><br />Once you descend by elevator to ground level, why not cross the bridge into Gamla Stan, the once walled city of old Stockholm? As you amble along the cobbled streets and narrow passageways, the buildings you initially identified from the rooftops take on a much different appearance at ground level. Varied architectural styles still reveal traces of original medieval elements and Stortorget<br />(Main Square) continues to serve as a popular meeting place, surrounded by the palatial Stock Exchange Building housing the Nobel Library and Museum.<br /><img hspace="7" height="200" border="0" align="left" width="299" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/Stockholm_roof2.jpg" /><br />Stockholm&rsquo;s rooftop tour operates from April to September. Safety requirements and rooftop system comply with EU standards, guides are expertly trained and there are specifications for height, weight and health considerations. For more information go to <a href="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/manager/www.upplevmer.se">www.upplevmer.se</a>. </p><p>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:pdwaldorf@mac.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.&nbsp; <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>New Norcia: Australia’s Only Monastic Town</title>
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   <summary><![CDATA[By Christine Cornforth Travelling north from Perth, Western Australia along the Great Northern Highway, you pass by many acres of bush and farmland, a seemingly endless vista of countryside. Then, 132 km north of Perth, a surprise awaits -- Australia&rsquo;s...]]></summary>
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      <![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Christine Cornforth</strong></em><br /> <br /> Travelling north from Perth, Western Australia along the Great Northern Highway, you pass by many acres of bush and farmland, a seemingly endless vista of countryside. Then, 132 km north of Perth, a surprise awaits -- Australia&rsquo;s only monastic town, New Norcia.</p><p><img hspace="7" height="200" border="0" align="right" width="267" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/100224%20Conforth%20Monastic%20Town%202.JPG" />&nbsp;</p>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p>New Norcia looks like a village that has been wholly removed from its native Spain and transplanted into the bush landscape. &nbsp;<br /><br />The collection of buildings is run by Benedictine monks with the help of lay people. Although the school and orphanage for local aboriginal children are no longer operational, there is still enough to keep a tourist enthralled for quite some time. It&rsquo;s possible to &ldquo;Meet a Monk,&rdquo; take part in chapel services, partake of some Abbey Ale in the hotel, and tour a museum full of priceless paintings and artefacts.<br /><br />Another of the town&rsquo;s big attractions is the New Norcia Bakery, renowned for its superior quality breads, nutcakes, panforte, and biscotti. These products are made on the premises and sold both in the town and in a few select stores in the city of Perth. The area is also home to an abundance of olive groves which supply the fruit to make their much sought after olive oil. </p><p><img hspace="7" height="200" border="0" align="left" width="267" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/100224%20Conforth%20Monastic%20Town%201.JPG" /><br /><br />A visit to New Norcia is a great alternative to the hustle and bustle of the city. Your visit can take many forms. It can be a spiritual time of contemplation and renewal; it may be educational -- learning about the monks&rsquo; support of the aboriginal community or the history of olive oil making; or you may simply want to gaze at priceless paintings by well-known international artists. <br /><br />While it is possible to do the trip comfortably in one day, it is a pleasant place to have an overnight stay. Accommodations include a hotel from a bygone era with 16 guestrooms, a guest house which, though basic, can be utilized on a donation basis (AU$75 is suggested, but the choice is yours), or you can choose a powered camping ground for your own tent, caravan or RV. In New Norcia, there is something for any and all types of travellers.<br /><br />If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:chriscornforth@westnet.com.au">here</a> to contact the author directly. <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>The Best-Kept Secret of Mindo, Ecuador: The Mindo Nambillo Cloud Forest Reserve</title>
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   <summary>By Marianne Graff As you step carefully down the slick red earth path, the sound of deep booming drums and crashing cymbals grows louder with each turn, drowning out the chorus of frogs, insects, birds and animals singing all around....</summary>
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      <![CDATA[<strong><em>By Marianne Graff</em></strong><br /> <br /> As you step carefully down the slick red earth path, the sound of deep booming drums and crashing cymbals grows louder with each turn, drowning out the chorus of frogs, insects, birds and animals singing all around. <img hspace="7" height="134" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Cloud_Forest_Around_Mindo.jpg" />Tiny bursts of colour flit across peaceful sunlit spaces between thick mossy trunks, as butterflies as big as your hand and hummingbirds as tiny as your thumb find a flowery meal in the nests of orchids or the trailing blooms in branches overhead.]]>
      <![CDATA[<p>The dank smell of wet earth fills your nostrils and your skin becomes slick with mist as you go into the dark green light of the forest depths. Down and around a sharp bend, and there it is, the source of the deafening roar: a cascada (waterfall) as high as a skyscraper, pummelling the rocks ahead, icy spray rebounding over you with the impact of a gale force storm. <br /><br />It&rsquo;s a gasp-worthy sight, and you can&rsquo;t help but feel surprised that such a natural wonder was not advertised. You will find another cascada, equally impressive, about 20 minutes away, with a necklace chain of pools you can swim and dive in at its base. <br /><br /><img hspace="7" height="134" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Rio%20Bravo_Cook_House.jpg" />In a clearing halfway up the mountain is the Rio Bravo hostel, which offers a 180 degree sweeping view of forest canopy cloaking the mountain ridges all around. <br /></p><p>Welcome to one of the best-kept secrets in all of Ecuador: the Mindo Nambillo Cloud Forest Reserve. Located 11 km from the town of Mindo, this reserve is at the highest elevation in the area, between 1,180 and 4,780 meters above sea level. Home to over 170 different kinds of hummingbirds and rare birds like the Cock of the Rock, Golden Headed Quetzal and Toucan-Barbet, this is prime real estate for bird watching. It&rsquo;s also the home of rare orchids and trees that only grow in pristine cloud forest conditions.<br /><br />Although this reserve is mentioned in guidebooks, you won&rsquo;t find a lot of information about how to get there once you arrive in Mindo. Aside from what you might overhear at the local tourist office, there are no billboards or fliers advertising Rio Bravo or the reserve. <img hspace="7" height="134" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Graff_View_from_clearing_in-one_direction.jpg" />With so much polished advertising for other cloud forest resorts and tours, it would be easy to miss out on seeing the heart of the Mindo cloud forest. <br /><br />Tours of the Mindo Nambillo Cloud Forest Reserve can be booked through Claudia Hass at the El Rocio Hostel in Mindo. You can reach Claudia at (0593)-9-822-7359. She speaks English very well, and is one of the only tour operators in Mindo sanctioned by the reserve owners to arrange tours into the area. <br /><br />Claudia also arranges overnight stays at Rio Bravo. Private and dorm-style rooms are available. For only $65.00 you get transportation to and from town, a room and three meals a day. <img hspace="7" height="134" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Graff_town_of_Mindo.jpg" />If you volunteer in Mindo for a month or more, the cost drops to $15.00 per day, the same price as a day trip. You will be glad you made the effort to experience this reserve&rsquo;s pristine cloud forest splendour.<br /></p><p>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:mariannegra@gmail.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.&nbsp; <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Going Up North: Camping Adventure at Cape Tribulation</title>
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   <summary><![CDATA[By Anya WeimannSliding over a faultless emerald lagoon, smooth coral sand pushes ashore onto a sheltered haven rimmed by lush green palm fronds and tropical plant life, forming what is claimed to be one of the world&rsquo;s most scenic playgrounds....]]></summary>
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      <![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Anya Weimann</strong></em></p><p>Sliding over a faultless emerald lagoon, smooth coral sand pushes ashore onto a sheltered haven rimmed by lush green palm fronds and tropical plant life, forming what is claimed to be one of the world&rsquo;s most scenic playgrounds. <img hspace="7" height="139" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Weimann_Cape%20Tribulation.jpg" />Welcome to Cape Tribulation in the Daintree rainforest, far North Queensland, a patch of land &ldquo;where the rainforest meets the reef&rdquo; -- literally. </p><p>Without doubt, this is one of the most picturesque arrivals of my life, a spot that some people call heaven on earth, while others simply refer to it as one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World. One of the most breathtaking coastal areas in the world is at my disposal -- tropical paradise, here I am. <br /></p>]]>
      <![CDATA[Cape Tribulation is considered one of the gateways to the Daintree rainforest, located two and a half hours from Cairns and one and a half hours from Port Douglas. The cape was aptly named by its founder, Captain Cook, since it was just a little north of the cape that his tribulations first occurred in the late 1700&rsquo;s when he ran his ship into the Endeavour Reef.<br /><br />In terms of location, this area is more than blessed: it&rsquo;s surrounded by the tropical Great Barrier Reef and the lush jungle fringes of the Daintree. This unique feature makes it the only place in the world where the rainforest runs right up to the coastline and the ocean. <br /><br />Cape Tribulation offers adventures for everyone, ranging from families to budget travellers and luxury and economic escapists. <br /><br />While luxury island getaways and remote island resorts are available, I prefered to stay on a tight budget and close to nature, choosing the Cape Tribulation camping ground as my destination.<br /><br />Located about 160 km north of Cairns on the coastal road to Cooktown, Cape Tribulation Camping offers a perfect coastal camping scene that caters to campervans, caravans and motor home vacationers. It offers absolute beach-frontage with powered and un-powered sites alongside several other amenities that a happy camper needs: a fully equipped camp kitchen with free BBQ areas, showers (mostly hot in the morning and cooling down during the day), and a small kiosk with friendly reception that sells local products like homemade passionfruit ice cream and the creamiest yogurt I ever tasted. <br /><br />During my stay on Cape Tribulation, it becomes clear that I have fallen for this spot -- who wouldn&rsquo;t? My time here is slow and relaxed. Each day begins with a chorus of tropical birds and the sound of waves crashing to shore. Most days I rise early to stand at the very top of Cape Tribulation where the ocean laps a bed of stones smoothed softly by the tides, overlooking nothing but an endless sea that paints all possible shades of blue. In the morning hardly anyone else is awake, except for a few residential orange-footed Scrub Fowls who are also enjoying the peacefulness of dawn. The absence of modern staples like TV, internet and phone contributes to this picture-perfect getaway -- it forces me to grasp the opportunity to wind down and relax, away from my hectic city life.<br /><br />The daily activity board at Cape Tribulation offers to keep me busy. But most of my days are spent without any particular purpose, aside from basking in the warm tropical sunshine, shell seeking, snorkeling along the shore or walking on some bush trails that wind their mysterious ways through the Daintree. <br /><br />Motorized activities are on offer, including 4WD safari tours, jungle walks and diving trips out to close-by islands -- and of course to the Great Barrier Reef, the largest living coral reef on earth, stretching almost 2000 km along the Queensland coastline. I pick a diving trip to the reef, only to find that I prefer to spend my days here on shore in the shade of some palm trees, exploring the surroundings by myself, away from the heat and hectic tourist hotspots.<br /><br />Evenings are spent under the most sparkling stars I&rsquo;ve ever come across. Picture this: black velvet sky, splattered with millions of twinkling stars; wide-open spaces with only the sounds of the crackling campfire and the lapping of waves. For the first time, stargazing comes naturally. I can spot the Milky Way, the Great Wagon and other constellations -- things I&rsquo;d never seen before. Add the sweet aroma of some barbequed fish with a sprinkle of sea salt and some chilled white wine, and I can assure you that you won&rsquo;t want to be anywhere else.<br /><br />Everything must come to an end. Upon my departure, I bid farewell to the picture-perfect scene where, doused in heavenly blue, coral sand melts into the smooth skin of the sea, and I pay tribute to the Cape that deterred all of my daily tribulations.<br /><br />If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:anyaweimann@yahoo.com.au">here</a> to contact the author directly. <br /><br />]]>
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   <title>Mountains, Music and Menus: Switzerland for Non-Skiers</title>
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   <summary><![CDATA[By John and Sandra Nowlan Contrary to popular belief, you don&rsquo;t have to snap on skis to get the adrenaline flowing in Switzerland. Even non-skiers like us will discover a country of high adventure, world-class music and cuisine that ranks...]]></summary>
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      <![CDATA[<em><strong>By John and Sandra Nowlan</strong></em><br /> <br /> Contrary to popular belief, you don&rsquo;t have to snap on skis to get the adrenaline flowing in Switzerland. <img hspace="7" height="150" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Nowlan_Into%20the%20Mountains.jpg" />Even non-skiers like us will discover a country of high adventure, world-class music and cuisine that ranks among the best on the planet.<br /> <br /> Skiers and snowboarders were certainly in abundance as we left Lucerne by train for the mountain village of Engleberg. But skiers were outnumbered by tourists seeking the adventure of climbing 10,000 feet above sea level and viewing the magnificent snow-capped Alps of central Switzerland piercing low-lying clouds as far as the eye could see. At the top, five restaurants (including one with outstanding pizza) as well as a glacier cave (a 500-foot tunnel scooped through ice 60 feet below the surface) welcomed us.]]>
      <![CDATA[<p>Another Alpine adventure involved amazing Swiss engineering. The 100-year-old Jungfrau cog railway was carved nearly five miles through a mountain to the summit of Jungfraujock, a UNESCO World Heritage site. <img hspace="7" height="133" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Nowlan_Swiss%20Mountain%20Railway.JPG" />At 11,500 feet, the interior of the mountain boasts the highest railway station in Europe, as well as observation halls, a research station, food and gift shops and a series of imaginative ice carvings. Although our starting point in the delightful village of Interlaken was clear and calm, when we arrived at the mountaintop, a raging blizzard was swirling outside. A few hardy tourists ventured through the door for whiteout (and white knuckle) photo-ops. On clear days (so we were told) the view extends well into Germany and France.<br /><br />Adventure aside, we made it our prime goal to experience some of the culture and cuisine for which Switzerland is becoming renowned, and Lucerne was an ideal place to start.<br /><br />A charming medieval city of 60,000 people, Lucerne is best known for its stone water tower and wooden chapel bridge, both built in the 1300&rsquo;s. However, since 1938, when Arturo Toscanini conducted a gala concert in front of Richard Wagner&rsquo;s former mansion, Lucerne has become famous for its summer and Easter music festivals. <br /><br />We enjoyed two outstanding concerts. First, inside the baroque, twin-spired Jesuit Church, the State Choir of Latvia and the Kamer Youth Choir flanked all four sides of the sanctuary and sang a haunting, modern piece by Russian composer Alexander Knaifel.&nbsp; <img hspace="7" height="133" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Nowlan_Lucerne.JPG" />Accompanied by solo cello, the work featured flawless control and diction by the 100+ choir members. <br /><br />Then, in a vast, modern concert hall adjacent to Lake Lucerne, we sat in awe as Bernard Haitink, principal conductor of the Chicago Symphony, led the Chamber Orchestra of Europe in a celebration of Beethoven. A full and enthusiastic house enjoyed the &ldquo;Leonore&rdquo; Overture Number 1, the Second Symphony and the Third Piano Concerto (with renowned Portuguese pianist Marie Joao Pires). We found it remarkable and inspiring that a city with a relatively small population could support a concert hall of this size and quality.<br /><br />Later we found ourselves in Zurich, Switzerland&rsquo;s largest city, attending a Sunday matinee performance by members of the Tonhalle Orchestra, the oldest symphony in Switzerland. In a concert hall dating to 1895, we enjoyed Haydn, Mendelssohn and Bruch as performed by both a string quartet and a string octet. <br /><br />Our hunger for good music was matched by our desire to experience some of the cuisine for which Switzerland has become famous.<img hspace="7" height="150" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Nowlan_Zurich%20fish_greens.jpg" /> We didn&rsquo;t know, but soon found out, that Lucerne recently earned its first-ever Michelin star at the restaurant in the century-old Palace Luzern Hotel. <br /><br />Named Jasper, the restaurant in this five-star hotel is run by German chef Ulf Braunert.&nbsp; Trained at top restaurants in Europe and the U.S., Chef Braunert defines his Mediterranean cuisine as creative, but uncomplicated. Among his daily offerings are wild garlic soup, river trout with Tatar of king crab and roulade of rabbit loin with garlic gnocchi and artichokes. We enjoyed an appetizer of lasagna with fresh local asparagus and parmesan cream, a robust and flavourful black angus entrecote and Jasper&rsquo;s signature dish, a Limousin veal rib chop. The tender veal was locally raised and expertly carved at our table before being served on a bed of roasted onions. <img hspace="7" height="150" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Nowlan_Zurich%20dessert.jpg" />As expected in Switzerland, the cheese tray offered for dessert (along with volcano chocolate cake and strawberry pana cotta) was exceptional and a perfect ending to a Michelin-starred meal.<br /><br />It&rsquo;s also worthwhile to seek out the less formal restaurants plagued by the locals in search of hearty Swiss food. In Zurich, which claims to have 1,700 restaurants and bars, we followed the crowds to Restaurant Zeughauskeller. Located in a historic building along the city&rsquo;s main shopping street, the large room reminded us of a boisterous German beer hall, but with better food. Diners can enjoy a half dozen varieties of tasty sausage, smoked pig hocks, or even meat that has been skewered and cooked on a 3-foot-long sword. Almost everyone washes down these Swiss-German treats with the excellent local beer. <br /><br />As Switzerland is understandably worried about the world economy and its effect on tourism, now is one of the best times to visit. Bookings are down and high-end establishments are trying to cut costs without cutting quality. <br /><br />Switzerland will always attract avid skiers to its slopes, but for many others who just want to enjoy unparalleled mountain vistas along with efficient rail service, a wonderful culture mixing German, French and Italian, world-class music and outstanding cuisine, Switzerland offers good value. As our guide in Zurich told us when we completed a walking tour of the old city, &ldquo;North Americans should come here&hellip; they will never forget it.&rdquo;</p><p><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:nowcomm@eastlink.ca">here</a> to contact the authors directly.</em>&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Lake Lovely Water, British Columbia: Mountain Flying with Glacier Air</title>
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   <summary>By Peggy Gordon The pilot circles above the snowy peaks of the Tantalus Range and suddenly Lake Lovely Water comes into view. This pristine, alpine lake lies at an altitude of 3,800 feet in the coastal mountains of British Columbia,...</summary>
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      <![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Peggy Gordon</strong></em></p><p> The pilot circles above the snowy peaks of the Tantalus Range and suddenly Lake Lovely Water comes into view. <img hspace="7" height="150" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Lake%20Lovely%20Water4.jpg" />This pristine, alpine lake lies at an altitude of 3,800 feet in the coastal mountains of British Columbia, about 40 miles northwest of the 2010 Olympics city of Vancouver. Lake Lovely Water is a renowned hiking and rock-climbing area which can be reached by float helicopter or by foot. The Alpine Club of Canada has a two-story hut on the lake which sleeps 20 people. Other activities include swimming, fishing, and canoeing.</p>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p>You could be that licensed pilot (along with a pilot guide from Glacier Air, located at nearby Squamish airport). Or you could relax and let one of their experienced mountain-flying pilots show you the dramatic splendours of snow-covered mountains, icy glaciers, and secluded lakes while you snap stunning pictures.<br /><br />Glacier Air offers helicopter tours and fixed-wing airplane sightseeing tours and charters as well as mountain flight training. <br /><br />If you want to celebrate that special occasion, or treat that special someone, what better way than with a champagne lunch on a glacier? <img hspace="7" height="150" border="0" align="right" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20Black%20Tusk4.jpg" />After touring the Tantalus mountain range, a helicopter lands on Serratus Glacier and everyone gets out to stretch their legs, sip champagne and drink in the spectacular view. If you don&rsquo;t drink, it doesn&rsquo;t matter -- the view itself is worth the trip! This alpine lunch is only offered from May to September and requires 24 hours notice. Even the warm, lined, waterproof boots are provided by Glacier Air. <br /><br />If you are flying into Vancouver, Glacier Air will pick you up in Vancouver and take you on one of their many tours around the breathtaking local mountains. If you go via the shimmering blue waters of Howe Sound, you will pass by cascading Shannon Falls, the third highest waterfalls in British Columbia at a height of 335 metres above the sea-level freeway known as Highway 99. North of the falls is the famous Stawamus Chief, another world-renowned hiking and rock-climbing formation. It is a 700-metre granite monolith with three summits and is the second largest granite monolith in the world. It is surrounded by Stawamus Provincial Park, which is suitable for camping. <img hspace="7" height="150" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/1001%20The%20Witch%20on%20the%20Chief4.jpg" />If you view the Chief from Runway 14 at Squamish airport, you can pick out the shape of a beige-colored witch on her broom against the gray granite rock background.<br /><br />Fly up to Mount Garibaldi and around Garibaldi Park, which is one of the largest provincial parks in British Columbia, to see the &ldquo;Barrier,&rdquo; a volcanic lava formation restraining the turquoise-coloured waters of Garibaldi Lake. Another tour takes you up to Whistler and Blackcomb, two world-famous ski resorts. Included in this tour is the striking volcanic rock formation known as Black Tusk, visible for miles around. <br /><br />Customized tours can be arranged by the friendly, knowledgeable staff at Glacier Air. The owner/manager is Colette Morin, who has come up the ranks since 2002 from private pilot to commercial pilot, instructor, tour guide, and now &ldquo;le grande fromage&rdquo; (&ldquo;the big cheese&rdquo;) at Glacier Air. The fleet consists of two Cessna 172s and two Cessna 206s, along with a Bell 206 Jet Ranger helicopter. Glacier Air also has a base in nearby Sechelt and is truly capable of offering you an awesome mountain-flying experience. If you wish to visit <a href="http://www.glacierair.com">Colette&rsquo;s website</a>, all of the appropriate links, fares, and contact information are on the site.<br /><br />Note: All Glacier Air flight operations are unavailable from Jan. 11-March 24, 2010 due to Olympic security and airspace restrictions.<br /></p><p><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:peggyc2sky@yahoo.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em>&nbsp; <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Canmore: The Best Kept Secret in Canada’s Rockies</title>
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   <published>2009-11-23T21:26:22Z</published>
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   <summary>By Ann Jordan-MillsLook up and turn full-circle. You are surrounded by majestic craggy mountain peaks. You might be seeing them unclothed, stark and defined against a vivid blue sky in summer, or covered with sparkling, pristine snow in winter. Look...</summary>
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      <![CDATA[<div align="justify"><em><strong>By Ann Jordan-Mills</strong></em><br />Look up and turn full-circle. You are surrounded by majestic craggy mountain peaks. You might be seeing them unclothed, stark and defined against a vivid blue sky in summer, or covered with sparkling, pristine snow in winter. <img hspace="7" height="160" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/a_jordanmills_canmore1.jpg" />Look to the tree line to see the vibrant yellows and oranges of the autumn leaves dotted among the dark greens of the firs and pines. Maybe you hear the rushing and roaring of streams and rivers swollen with snow melt in the spring.</div>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p align="justify">When you think of Alberta&rsquo;s Rocky Mountains you probably think of Banff, Lake Louise and Jasper National Parks. But no more than ten minutes from Banff (45 minutes west of Calgary) there&rsquo;s a small valley community called Canmore. In the shadow of world-famous Banff, Canmore is often overlooked, and those who discover this sleepy little town consider it just as beautiful... it&rsquo;s definitely more peaceful... and it provides access to all the activities you&rsquo;ll find in nearby Banff and Lake Louise. <br /><br />You&rsquo;ll find Canmore in the Bow Valley corridor along the banks of the Bow River, surrounded by Three Sisters, Ha Ling, Lady Macdonald and other peaks, each with its own history and legend. The waters of the Bow run clear, cold, and sparkling through the town. You&rsquo;ll notice the deep teal-turquoise blue of the water caused by the glacial silt minerals created by the Bow Glacier. High up in the mountains, this icy giant grinds its way ever-so-slowly into Bow Lake, the headwaters of its namesake river. <br /><br />Year round, there are activities for everyone. Walk, hike, bike; ski, skate, curl; play golf, explore the local caves, or glide with the sled dogs. You can shop, and you can eat. Choose from fine <img hspace="7" height="160" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="right" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/a_jordanmills_canmore2.jpg" />dining, vegetarian, oriental, pasta, soup... oh, those legendary soups... fast food, and bagel, coffee and tea shops. Be ready to loosen your belt a notch -- unless you have plans for energetic exercise.<br /><br />Whatever you decide to do, be aware of the other residents; the wild animals were here long before humans came. The Bow Valley is a major wildlife corridor and bears, coyotes, cougars, deer, wolf, and a couple of elk herds roam free and share the neighborhood. <br /><br />You may meet a grizzly bear and her cubs while you are hiking, or spot a coyote strolling down the middle of the deserted main street when you leave your restaurant. (It&rsquo;s been known to happen!) These animals are not out to spoil your holiday. They are not really interested in you at all unless you get between a mother and her young, or find their food cache. Obey the &ldquo;trail closed&rdquo; signs, and check out the &ldquo;Bow Valley Wildsmart&rdquo; brochures, found around town, to learn about the ways of these other Bow Valley <img hspace="7" height="160" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/a_jordanmills_canmore3.jpg" />inhabitants.<br /><br />And never, ever, think you can&rsquo;t come in winter -- you would miss out on a huge visiting window with a whole variety of activities and experiences that are fun and exhilarating. <br />Face winter head-on and you won&rsquo;t even notice it -- well, not much, anyway!<br /><br />Because of the mountains and the long, narrow valley, Canmore has its own mini-ecological system, so whatever season you visit, bring a variety of clothing. It&rsquo;s been known to snow in July -- though you could also encounter a heat wave. </p><p align="justify">If you do come in winter, be prepared for crisp, snowy weather. It&rsquo;s a beautiful time to be in the mountains, and it&rsquo;s cold, but dressed in the latest lightweight insulated clothing, you&rsquo;ll be plenty warm. Layers are best in all seasons, so plan to add or remove garments according to the conditions. <br /><strong><br />Useful Resources, if you go:</strong> <br /><a href="http://www.weathernetwork.com">Weather Network</a> <br /><a href="http://www.yyc.com">Calgary Airport</a>&nbsp; <br /><a href="http://www.airportshuttleexpress.com/canmore.htm">Transportation</a>: Calgary to Canmore (Rent a Car or Take the Shuttle) <br /><a href="http://www.canmorealberta.com/directory/accommodation/hotels">Stay</a> (Several Major Hotel Chains, Boutique Hotels and Condo Stays) <br /><a href="http://www.trailsports.ab.ca">Bike/ski Equipment Rentals</a>&nbsp; <br /><a href="http://www.golfalberta.tv">Golf Course Information</a><br /><a href="http://www.canmorealberta.com">All you need to know about Canmore</a>, including adventures such as spelunking and dog-sledding</p><p align="justify"><br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:annij@shaw.ca">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em> <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>When I Die, Will There Be Popovers?</title>
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   <published>2009-11-23T21:23:45Z</published>
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      <![CDATA[<p><em><strong>By Carlyle Coash</strong></em><br /><br />It&rsquo;s happening again. I&rsquo;m thinking of popovers. <br /><br />It all started a few years back. A friend of mine was taking me out to breakfast in San Francisco. <br /><br />&ldquo;You&rsquo;ll like this place, it hasn&rsquo;t burned down in awhile!&rdquo; <br /><br />Not the sell one usually wants before eating, but I was willing to give it a try. He was taking me to the Cliff House, a historical eatery that sits on the Western most edge of San Francisco, <img hspace="7" height="134" border="0" align="left" width="200" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/c_coash_popovers2.jpg" />perched high on a rocky cliff overlooking Ocean Beach, the Pacific Ocean and the channel that leads under the Golden Gate Bridge. <br /><br />When I say perched, I mean it. The only thing separating the restaurant with the surf below is a little bit of sturdy rock. <br /><br />The Cliff House has been on the same spot, in one form or another, for over 150 years. <img hspace="7" height="350" border="0" align="right" width="235" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/c_coash_popovers3.jpg" />It was once part of the Sutro Baths, a massive indoor salt-water public bath. The baths are long since gone, but you can still see the foundations of the majestic buildings that housed them. They are part of an historic area named Land&rsquo;s End. <br /><br />The Cliff House also had the distinct habit of burning down, and so over the years it has had several incarnations. It even survived the great San Francisco earthquake in 1906, only to burn down about a year later after a complete remodel. In 1970 it was completely renovated and the building has remained in its current form until today. <br /><br />Now, although my friend told me a great deal about the history, he forgot one crucial element. The popovers. Simple enough mistake perhaps, with all the flashy fire tales, but a crazy one once you&rsquo;ve had a taste of them. Included with breakfast or brunch, they come out hot and brimming in a basket with butter and jam. Steamy popover goodness that can make you forget that you actually ordered a proper meal. It is not uncommon to eat several without realizing it, which does not bode well for having room for any other culinary delights. Although they are mostly air, with a little substance mixed in, add touch of butter and a swath of jam and they can make your whole day. <br /><br />So can the rest of the Cliff House. It is in a stunning location. Each of the three restaurants (visit the Bistro for the popovers) boasts big picture windows that look out over the Pacific and down the great stretch of sand known as Ocean Beach. <img hspace="7" border="0" align="right" vspace="5" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/c_coash_popovers1.jpg" />As you dine you can watch the surfers brave the rip tides and take in the vista that stretches for miles. <br /><br />Around the walls of the Bistro, the faces of famous movie stars peer back from signed headshots left over the years. If you survive the popovers, the rest of the meal is good too. Try the Farmer&rsquo;s Breakfast Scramble, which consists of eggs, cheese, veggies and a little ham, with fruit and sourdough toast. The crab cakes are pretty tasty as well, if that&rsquo;s more your style. <br /><br />Like many times before, I find myself at the Cliff House, thanking my friend for introducing me those many years ago. Popover in hand, I&rsquo;m ready for that simple delight once again. Mmmmm. This must be heaven. Or at least a good replacement until the real one comes along.<br /><br />For more information about the Cliff House, including hours, menus and directions go to:<br /><a href="http://www.cliffhouse.com">http://www.cliffhouse.com</a><br /></p><p><br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:clearlychaos@yahoo.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em> <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Arbuckle Creek: A Secluded Paradise for Fishers and Bird Watchers</title>
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   <summary>By Shelley HilburnLake Istokpoga is one of the best bass fishing lakes in Florida, and anglers come from all over the state and the country to fish it. Istokpoga is 28,000 acres large, yet very shallow, and the water gets...</summary>
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      <![CDATA[<div align="justify"><em><strong>By Shelley Hilburn</strong></em><br />Lake Istokpoga is one of the best bass fishing lakes in Florida, and anglers come from all over the state and the country to fish it. Istokpoga is 28,000 acres large, yet very shallow, and the water gets extremely warm in summer. The summer heat tends to make residents and fish here very laid back! </div>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p align="justify"><img hspace="7" height="150" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/s_hilburn_arbuckle1.jpg" />Head up the feeder stream Arbuckle Creek to find a natural wonderland of great beauty and diversity.<br /><br />The creek hosts a wealth of plant and animal life to entertain a spectrum of visitors. <img hspace="7" height="150" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="right" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/s_hilburn_arbuckle3.jpg" />The mouth of the creek is alive with white and yellow water lilies, spatterdock, blue flag irises and cattails. <br /><br />Moving into the creek proper, you&rsquo;ll be awed by the variety of trees -- bald and bush cypresses, the great live sand oaks draped with moss, red cedars, bays, elms, southern magnolias and palms all connect and intermingle with beautiful leather, royal, swamp and cinnamon ferns. <br /><br />Here, your senses are inundated with the vibrant and myriad shades of green with the scattered burst of color from purple pickerelweed, white swamp lilies and arrowhead lance leaf, scarlet rosemallow hibiscus and wild orange trees.<br /><br />Southern creeks are teeming with life and sounds -- some expected and some surprising -- but all interesting. There are so many birds that it is like listening to a fowl symphony. <br /><br />Florida is a bird-watchers paradise, owing to its large and distinctive bird population. On a single day you may see and hear ospreys, hawks, great blue herons, green herons, great egrets, cattle egrets, American white ibis, swallow-tailed kites, blue jays, coots, pileated woodpeckers, anhingas (snake bird), double-crested cormorants,&nbsp; kingfishers, and even owls hooting high in the cypress trees. At any moment it is possible to see one of these large, beautiful birds floating overhead or landing on a bank nearby.<br /><br />Something that may be somewhat unique to Highlands County is the sound of cattle lowing as you cast your line. Cattle ranches are prevalent in the area landscape and the cows peer out at you with interest as they meander down to the creek for some sweet grass. <br /><br />Boaters looking for some fishing action will definitely not be disappointed in Arbuckle, either, with bass and catfish interrupting your relaxation with insistent tugs on your line.&nbsp; <img hspace="7" height="150" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/s_hilburn_arbuckle2.jpg" />You will also catch some fine bluegills if you can keep the small alligators from considering your bobber its next colorful tidbit.<br /><br />An outing up Arbuckle Creek is like visiting a secluded, enchanted realm -- a relaxing place to let your cares drift downstream and let nature refresh your soul.<br /></p><p align="justify">&nbsp;<br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:shelleyhilburn@embarqmail.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em> <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Village Perché: Eze, France on a Budget</title>
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   <summary><![CDATA[By Lynne LongIf you&rsquo;re worried that a side trip from the Cote D&rsquo;Azur, France, will cost too much to be worth your time... think again....]]></summary>
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      <![CDATA[<em><strong>By Lynne Long</strong></em><br /><div align="justify">If you&rsquo;re worried that a side trip from the Cote D&rsquo;Azur, France, will cost too much to be worth your time... think again.</div>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p align="justify">From the Cote D&rsquo;Azur, in France, the easiest, cheapest, way to reach Eze Village is by public bus. The number 100 bus covers the whole of the coastal route in both directions from Menton to Nice, and each journey only costs one euro. Near the bus stop at Eze Village, there is a tourist office where you can pick up leaflets and information about the town.<br /><br />Eze Village is an ideal day excursion from the French Cote D&rsquo;Azur, situated high on a hill overlooking an expanse of the Mediterranean Sea between Nice and Monaco. <img hspace="7" height="102" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="right" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/l_long_eze_village1.jpg" />And it doesn&rsquo;t have to be an expensive side-trip. <br /><br />One of France&rsquo;s famous &ldquo;villages perch&eacute;,&rdquo; or &ldquo;perched towns,&rdquo; Eze sits loftily atop a hill, almost 450 meters above sea level. From there, you&rsquo;ll have breathtaking views of the surrounding countryside, the sea, and the coastline to St John Cap Ferrat, near Nice.<br /><br />Eze was founded centuries ago in 2000 B.C., and has been passed around to various conquerors since that time: the Romans, the Saracens, the Moors, lots of lordly French families came and went. The Counts of Savoy held sway for many years in the 1300&rsquo;s before different wars and battles placed Eze back into the hands of the French in about 1860. &nbsp;<br /><br />Fortifications were constructed over the centuries, although not many still remain. What does remain today are the tiny interwoven streets, ancient houses, and plenty of garden areas..<br /><br />The castle -- originally erected around the 12th century B.C., is now a garden sanctuary, home to the remains of the castle ruins and a large selection of cacti and succulent plants. <img hspace="7" height="145" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/l_long_eze_village2.jpg" />The fee is five euros to enter the &ldquo;jardin exotique.&rdquo;<br /><br />Everything else is free to explore. Look around, wander the streets and steps, venture down ancient stone-cobbled alleyways squeezed between tall buildings and admire the shops that are dotted all around the village, tucked away in basement caves. <br /><br />Some shops do sell the usual touristy nick-knacks, but you&rsquo;ll also find some excellent handicrafts, including all kinds of &ldquo;artisan&rdquo; styles of jewelry, wood crafts, dried flowers, leather and artwork. <br /><br />There are many places to eat and drink, although the restaurants can be pricey. Generally, lunch or dinner ranges from around 50 euros upwards. To eat well on a budget, try one of the smaller, family-run cafes. <br /><br />There is a large church, dating from 1772, and an older chapel which dates from 1306, evidently Eze&rsquo;s oldest surviving building, both open to visitors. Cars and taxis are non-existent in this hill-top town, so be prepared to do a lot of walking. However, the view alone is well worth the effort. <br /><br />Two other places well worth visiting while in Eze are local &ldquo;parfumeries,&rdquo; or perfume shops. Try the Galimard and Fragonard factories, which make perfumes from start to finish, and sell a huge range of products. Both are within easy strolling distance of Eze Village, with no entrance fee, so you can spoil yourself completely.<br /></p><p align="justify"><br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:Lynne_long@hotmail.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em> <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Serenity in Paris: A Float Down the Canal Saint-Martin</title>
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   <summary><![CDATA[By Debra Borchert Sailing the Seine is at the top of every Parisian sightseeing list -- and that&rsquo;s the problem. At least, it is if you&rsquo;re in search of serenity on your Parisian vacation. If you take a Bateau Mouche,...]]></summary>
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      <![CDATA[<div align="justify"><em><strong>By Debra Borchert</strong></em> <br />Sailing the Seine is at the top of every Parisian sightseeing list -- and that&rsquo;s the problem. At least, it is if you&rsquo;re in search of serenity on your Parisian vacation. If you take a Bateau Mouche, it can feel like every other visitor in Paris is on the boat with you. If you&rsquo;re in need of an antidote to the clamor and jostle of your fellow tourists, you&rsquo;ll find rejuvenation and serenity on Canal Saint-Martin.</div>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p align="justify">Boarding at Bassin de la Villette, the atmosphere of this boat is more like a Sunday afternoon family picnic -- a floating one. <img hspace="7" height="151" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="right" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/d_borchert_boat1.jpg" />Fellow passengers quietly chat while you sit on the deck sipping glasses of Bordeaux. <br /><br />Sailing through a mile-and-a-half-long tunnel under the Place de la Bastille, home of the prison that sparked a bloody revolution, may seem like a gloomy way to spend a sunny afternoon. I thought I was in for a ride through a dungeon, complete with mangy rats, rusted manacles, and piles of bones.<br /><br />Au contraire. <br /><br />A recording of La Marseillaise accompanies your guide&rsquo;s brief description of the centuries of history you sail beneath, while veils of light stream through large holes in the roof of the tunnel, just a few feet above the barge. Translucent leaves tumble down in vines from the rim of these open-air sky lights and sway in a soft breeze. Shafts of sunshine reflect on the water, radiating golden arcs that illuminate the ceiling like a subterranean aurora borealis. <br /><br />Twenty minutes later, you approach the first of four sets of locks on the way to Bassin de la Villette. The boat snuggles up to louvered gates that loom ahead. As doors creak closed behind you, water gushes from slats as in the doors before you. <img hspace="7" height="151" width="200" vspace="5" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/d_borchert_boat2.jpg" />A few passengers stroll to the bow and lingered in the cooling mist. Powerful jets of water raise your barge until you&rsquo;re level with the river ahead. The gates crank open, and you sail on beneath crescent-shaped footbridges and ancient horse chestnut trees. <br /><br />We have Napoleon to thank for Canal Saint-Martin&mdash;built upon his order to not only quench the thirst of 19th-century Parisians but also as a shortcut from the northern waterways to the Seine. This day, Parisians rode by on bikes, scooters, and roller skates. <br /></p><p align="justify"><br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:dborchert@mindspring.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em> <br /></p>]]>
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   <title>There&apos;s Blood in the Dirt in Merida, Mexico</title>
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   <summary>By Heather RathThe smell of fresh blood mingled with red dust wafts up my nose. As if to ward off the unwelcome stench, I close my eyes and begin to slow down my breathing. This is my first ever bullfight...</summary>
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      <![CDATA[<p align="justify"><em><strong>By Heather Rath</strong></em></p><p align="justify">The smell of fresh blood mingled with red dust wafts up my nose. As if to ward off the unwelcome stench, I close my eyes and begin to slow down my breathing. <br /></p><p align="justify"><img height="290" width="600" border="0" align="middle" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/h_rath_bullfight3header.jpg" /></p><p align="justify">This is my first ever bullfight in M&eacute;rida, Mexico and I am not sure I want to be here. As we wind our way into the stands at plaza de toros, pushing through polite but determined animal activists who carry signs to abolish bullfighting, I realize not all Mexicans love this spectacle. Despite the opposition, there is a part of me that wants to experience this slice of Mexican culture of Spanish origin. I want to compare it with my memory of Ernest Hemingway&rsquo;s account of the corrida de toros in Death in the Afternoon. <br /></p>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p align="justify">My senses are on high alert. The hot sun beats down mercilessly while around the bullring sit the spectators; some are families with small children. Higher in the circular stadium is a Mexican brass band. Like any Saturday afternoon ballgame, vendors here hawk botanas -- snacks like french fries, hot dogs con chili, tortas (sandwiches), drinks, small toys, and miniature matador capes.<br /><br />On the announcement board is the weight (536 kg.) of the first bull, bred at an Uxmal ranch in the south of the Yucat&aacute;n state. The band strikes up and a roar from the crowd announces the release of the black beast, a regal animal with mean curved horns decorated with the colours of the breeder on his back. This bull is angry and shows it.&nbsp; Rocketing from the door marked toril he charges into the ring. He paws the dirt. He snorts his disapproval. He is all energy, wound up like a clock and warily sizing up his surroundings. He is beautiful and majestic.<br /><br />First to work El Toro is the matador&rsquo;s assistant to give the matador an idea of how the bull reacts to certain moves.<br /><br />Then come the picadors, two heavily-padded men on heavily-padded, blindfolded horses, whose job is to stab three sets of elongated lances into the bull&rsquo;s shoulders. El Toro is not amused and is uncooperative. Head down, he charges one of the picadors, who hastily dismounts and retreats to safety, leaving the horse to take the bull&rsquo;s repeated gores. The horse goes down against the wall <img hspace="3" height="283" width="300" vspace="2" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/h_rath_bullfightsm.jpg" />of the ring. The crowd holds its collective breath. From behind safe wooden barriers bolt costumed assistants to distract the bull from his current quarry. El Toro moves away from the downed horse. Miraculously, the heavily-padded horse scrambles to its feet, the picador leaps back onto the shaken animal and they leave the ring.<br /><br />Next come the banderilleros, whose job it is to thrust two banderillas (75 cm long wooden spears with harpoon-like points and decorated with coloured paper) into the bull&rsquo;s back, preferably approaching the bull in a straight line and delivering the spears from a height. Watching this stage, hypnotized, one wonders how much more torment El Toro can take. His coat glistens in the blazing sun as he shakes his great head defiantly but with slightly diminishing energy. Despite the provocation, he is still regal.<br /><br />And now the matador takes over. With his embroidered, sequined outfit dazzling in the sun like flashing gold nuggets, he is resplendent and confident. Throughout the first stages of the fight, he has studied the bull&rsquo;s movements. Now with his muleta (cape) and sword he begins the foreplay; as the muleta swirls and falls and teases and twirls, the matador shows his artistry. &nbsp;<br /><br />This is the point of fascination; this is when the matador seduces the crowd. Now the classical form and passion of the bullfight come into play: the disciplined, graceful movements of the matador; the swish of his muleta as El Toro passes under it; the arched back and quick movements of the slender fighter; the closeness and oneness attained by both bull and matador; the eye contact between man and beast; the dance of life and death. Captivating, mesmerizing. We know the bull will lose this dance but at what point and how? All eyes are trained on El Toro bravo and the flashy performing antagonist to whom he is magnetically drawn.<br /><br />El Toro is exhausted now. Turning to face the crowd, the matador&rsquo;s deliberate move to ignore the beast is his taunting way of showing spectators he is the conqueror now. The crucial moment, The Suerte Suprema, is near. Before he can deliver the final blow, the matador must be sure the bull is standing with his four feet together so the sword can easily pass between his open shoulder blades. The eyes of man and beast connect, locking one another into a world of their own. Then, at the right moment, there is a sudden swift movement as the matador lunges forward.<br /><br />Where a moment ago he was pawing the ground, now El Toro bravo falters and falls, leaving a pool of dark liquid in the dirt, the only evidence of a valiant fight he has lost.<br /><br />In what seems a moment later, the noble animal is unceremoniously dragged from the bullring by mules, after which he is immediately butchered and his meat delivered to the poor.<br /><br />There are a total of six bullfights during an event, each one divided into three parts, the last part being the face-to-face fight which ends with the death of the bull. Each bullfight takes no more than 15-20 minutes.<br /></p><p align="justify"><br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:heatherintransit@hotmail.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em><br /><br /></p>]]>
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   <title>Standley Chasm: Where Kids and Parents Scramble and Play</title>
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   <published>2009-08-10T20:58:20Z</published>
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   <summary><![CDATA[By Claudia RileyIt&rsquo;s not only the peaceful surroundings that make Standley Chasm an ideal place for a family walk. It&rsquo;s the fact that kids can climb, jump, chase, hide, seek, investigate, discover and appreciate the attraction of its wild beauty...]]></summary>
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      <![CDATA[<div align="justify"><em><strong>By Claudia Riley</strong></em><br /></div><p align="justify"><img hspace="3" height="300" width="216" border="0" align="right" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/c_riley_chasm3sm.jpg" />It&rsquo;s not only the peaceful surroundings that make Standley Chasm an ideal place for a family walk. It&rsquo;s the fact that kids can climb, jump, chase, hide, seek, investigate, discover and appreciate the attraction of its wild beauty while parents do much the same thing, but at a more, well... &lsquo;parental&rsquo; pace. </p><p align="justify">Wearing sturdy walking shoes and carrying plenty of water are essential. The pleasure of a family outing in this particular corner of the Australian outback, only 47 km west of Alice Springs via sealed roads, is that adults can become kids again, and kids can (and do!) guide the adults. Adults of average fitness and kids age 5 and up will enjoy the exhilarating exertion of this walk. <br /></p>]]>
      <![CDATA[<p align="justify">Although it is undoubtedly true that the walk along the riverbed from the car park to the chasm is pretty and that the chasm is best photographed at midday, when the sun lights up the sheer walls to a fiery orange, that is only half the story. The real challenge comes when you climb your way across the rocks behind the chasm. </p><p align="justify">Turn left and you find yourself confronted by a log which will pose no problem for a 5-year-old, but will test the average 40-year-old. It&rsquo;s worth conquering your apprehensions to join the kids at the top, though, as the scenery is stunning up ahead. <br /><br />As you assess the terrain to come, you see that a rather imposing obstacle, which can only be negotiated by climbing up through a narrow tunnel of rock, is made much more interesting by the fact that to one side of this vertical scramble plunges a narrow, intimidating 4-metre drop. This is <img hspace="3" height="300" width="229" vspace="2" border="0" align="left" src="http://www.travelpostmonthly.com/c_riley_chasm2sm.jpg" />where sure-footed 10-year-olds prove to be reliable guides for their adult companions, who may be rather unnerved by these trivial (to the kids!) obstacles. <br /><br />On emerging from this rocky tunnel refreshments are definitely in order to revive anyone over 20. Children might sit still long enough to devour a drink and a muesli bar. </p><p align="justify">The views of red, rocky hillsides covered in spinifex grass, acacia shrubs and ghost gums, set off against a cloudless blue sky, make all the effort worthwhile. <br /><br />Feeling revived by snacks and scenery, you are soon on your way again to join a path which leads back to the car park. By now, even the most energetic 8-year-old should be showing signs of tiredness on the undulating path. Taking frequent opportunities to catch your breath does, of course, have the advantage of giving you time to appreciate the spectacular views afforded by the height of your location. <br /><br />On reaching the second peak on the trail, the panorama richly rewards the death-defying stunts you pulled off to get up here. The river bed, covered in rocks and river red gums, stretches out before you, while in the distance the ridges of the West McDonnells punctuate the arid Central Australian landscape. This harsh terrain paradoxically conveys a sense of peace as you realize that in the face of the powerful forces of nature which created these views, all we can do is stand in awe and admire the beauty.<br /><br />The last leg of the walk is the descent to the car park. On the well-maintained path you may find your muscles aching a bit, and significantly, the children may have stopped dashing ahead. But the anticipation of a reviving cup of coffee at the kiosk makes the remaining distance feel short. You can be sure the kids will sleep well tonight!<br /></p><p align="justify"><br /><em>If you wish to purchase this article for your publication, click <a href="mailto:crskippy@gmail.com">here</a> to contact the author directly.</em><br /><br /></p>]]>
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