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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... make our way each weekday morning to the Marsden. For four weeks Monday to Friday, I waited outside the radiotherapy treatment room and watched frightened faces sip tea or stare vacantly into magazines. And 17 NINE SUMMERS.
... make our way each weekday morning to the Marsden. For four weeks Monday to Friday, I waited outside the radiotherapy treatment room and watched frightened faces sip tea or stare vacantly into magazines. And 17 NINE SUMMERS.
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... watched a red port light blip on and off in a black–blue sky. The aroma of coffee swept past me as an attendant handed a passenger a tray. When we neared Bangkok, a pumpkin sky bathed the horizon and a bright arc climbed from the sea ...
... watched a red port light blip on and off in a black–blue sky. The aroma of coffee swept past me as an attendant handed a passenger a tray. When we neared Bangkok, a pumpkin sky bathed the horizon and a bright arc climbed from the sea ...
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... watched the crew take down her sails and motor into the Cruising Yacht Club in Rushcutters Bay. 'I think I'm dreaming.' I clutched Felix's arm. The crew looked tired. 'We sailed on one tack all the way from Brisbane. She's a beauty ...
... watched the crew take down her sails and motor into the Cruising Yacht Club in Rushcutters Bay. 'I think I'm dreaming.' I clutched Felix's arm. The crew looked tired. 'We sailed on one tack all the way from Brisbane. She's a beauty ...
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... watched the mist curl and rise. 'Do you remember how we used to row ashore to collect oysters with the kids, and how the family of ducks liked to come on board and demand crumbs?' 'We've had such good times.' Felix put his arm round me ...
... watched the mist curl and rise. 'Do you remember how we used to row ashore to collect oysters with the kids, and how the family of ducks liked to come on board and demand crumbs?' 'We've had such good times.' Felix put his arm round me ...
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... watched the sun set and had tea. As the sky darkened, lights came on along the coast. At 10 o'clock we started to split watches. Felix went down first, so that he'd be on watch when we had to change course and make for the bar. 'Well ...
... watched the sun set and had tea. As the sky darkened, lights came on along the coast. At 10 o'clock we started to split watches. Felix went down first, so that he'd be on watch when we had to change course and make for the bar. 'Well ...
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