Nine Summers: Our Mediterranean OdysseyAllen & Unwin, 1940 M01 1 - 336 páginas When surgeon Felix Huber was diagnosed with a rare cancer at age 60, he and his university lecturer wife, Rina, had a choice: draw inwards and eke out whatever time he might have left, or gamble on the future and live out their long-held fantasy of sailing the Mediterranean. The couple, sweethearts since childhood, chose to celebrate life. They had nine glorious summers of adventuring together, sailing from port to port around France, Italy, Greece and more offbeat destinations on their yacht. Along the way, they were befriended by locals, marooned in a hidden smugglers' harbour, and introduced to joyous new tastes and sights at every stop. There were numerous health dramas along the way which tested their optimism and their determination, but throughout it all the couple stayed positive and treasured living their dream. This is their heart-warming story. |
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... breeze and tranquillity shrouded us. That first morning on Galatea was bright but cold. We rolled down the plastic sides of the cockpit cover and basked in the warmth. We breakfasted on porridge with brown sugar and coffee, and watched ...
... breeze and tranquillity shrouded us. That first morning on Galatea was bright but cold. We rolled down the plastic sides of the cockpit cover and basked in the warmth. We breakfasted on porridge with brown sugar and coffee, and watched ...
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... breeze in the trees. In the early morning, the water was as still and smooth as glass, mirroring the hills, the hull, the masts and the trees. It was hard to tell where image and reality merged. Two kookaburras perched on the crosstrees ...
... breeze in the trees. In the early morning, the water was as still and smooth as glass, mirroring the hills, the hull, the masts and the trees. It was hard to tell where image and reality merged. Two kookaburras perched on the crosstrees ...
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... breeze brushed my cheeks, I tightened my scarf, pulled down my beanie and zipped up my jacket. As lights along the coastline faded, the Milky Way appeared so bright and low above me, I reached out to touch the stars. Moonbeams and stars ...
... breeze brushed my cheeks, I tightened my scarf, pulled down my beanie and zipped up my jacket. As lights along the coastline faded, the Milky Way appeared so bright and low above me, I reached out to touch the stars. Moonbeams and stars ...
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... breeze stirred the fragrance of gum leaves and rippled the surface of the water. Two cormorants sat motionless on a rock. In the distance, a wisp of smoke rose from a barbecue beyond the trees. At sunset, shoals of fish flitted past ...
... breeze stirred the fragrance of gum leaves and rippled the surface of the water. Two cormorants sat motionless on a rock. In the distance, a wisp of smoke rose from a barbecue beyond the trees. At sunset, shoals of fish flitted past ...
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... breeze turned the water's surface to ripples. Once, in the near distance, we saw a long black object drift slowly. We mistook it for a container and kept a close eye on it. Sailors who say their prayers each night add '...and please God ...
... breeze turned the water's surface to ripples. Once, in the near distance, we saw a long black object drift slowly. We mistook it for a container and kept a close eye on it. Sailors who say their prayers each night add '...and please God ...
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