These horse-drawn phaetons competed with pedestrians and hired bicycles on the road to the top of the island. Surprisingly silent, the horses have had car tyre rubber tacked onto their horse shows - a fact I found fascinating.
We walked ... and took photographs, of course.
I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
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