Oh, no wonder you miss your house in Maine, it must have been a difficult transition to living with neighbours close by. We live out of the city in the hills area of Perth. It certainly has become busier with more people wanting this lifestyle but compared to the suburbs where people live cheek by jowl we’re almost isolated on our half acre. We are in walking distance though of the supermarket, the library and the pub, so we have all bases covered.
Our neighbors are friendly but have young twin daughters who scream and argue all the time followed by the mother screaming at them to be quiet. The husband does offer to help my husband when he's doing stuff outside which is very nice.
I miss my old house in Maine, no neighbors for 100 acres behind the house, a mile to the left and a half mile to the right and in front of the house was the road that had almost no traffic. One the other side of the road that the house faces it was over six miles of thick pine trees. It was very isolated and so peaceful.
We had Dick and Jane, BORING! I hated reading them. I was so lucky my grandparents bought us Dr. Suess books and read them to us. They encouraged us to read the classics as well but Dr. Suess was always a family favorite. I read them to my children and my grandchildren. I still have the copies my grandparents bought and will be passing them onto my great-grandchildren someday.
When my kids went to school, I did the gym thing until my job kept getting in the way and it fell to the wayside. Now, I go a couple times a week, just to keep myself limber. I've talked about going to a pool, and I really think I need to get it done and stop talking about it.
I'm terrified of heights, there's no way Everest would be on my radar either.
Every year despite the book about the deaths that occur each year climbing people pay thousands of dollars to climb Mt. Everest. If you had the money would you try or not? What do you think the fascination is with climbing?
I don’t, and never have had the ability to climb a mountain. Yet I can understand the motives of those who can climb. I’ve never been afraid of heights. I love the exhilarating feeling of being high up off the ground. The air is different, fresher, cleaner.
My dream would to fly like a bird and the nearest I ever got to that was a hot air balloon flight. We went through the clouds and flew in the bright blue sky, the sun shining down on us. I would still like to paraglide but it’s looking less likely now.
Even though I love heights I hate flying in an aircraft because I’m claustrophobic and have a fear of being trapped anywhere. Tunnels, caves and enclosed spaces, I avoid at any cost.
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