Fortunately, my holiday started early - in May! After 2 years of planning and scheming, I took off to Italy, stopping beforehand in Paris for 10 days. I experienced so many of my passions on this trip: Paris, Renaissance art, Italian language and culture (present and ancient) sleepy sea side villages, good wine, amazing yet simple food, hot sun, festivals of the Madonna, belly dance and Byzantine mosaics to name a few.
It wasn’t logistically easy leaving 2 businesses, including a bustling coffee house at the start of the busy season - plus a full domicile with creatures, but with the help of a few amazing people, it happened. It was a well-needed mental break and although travel can sometimes be strenuous, the few difficult times I might have gone through, have long ago been washed over by the many amazing and wonderful moments that have ensconced themselves in my memory.
Those moments seem like a VERY long time ago even though it’s just four months later. Yes, it was all worth it. Italy is amazing and so are the people and France is like home for me. However, let’s just say that there was a lot of stuff to attend to after I got back home and it has been full steam ahead since June. An incredibly busy summer filled with tourists, coffee, bellydancing, and bocci ball.
Combined with teaching private lessons, my belly dance agenda this summer included: performances at The Central Okanagan Sailing Association’s annual Regatta in June, aboard a floating restaurant called the Cassabella Princess, at the Beach Blanket Film Festival in July, several bridal showers and wedding parties in August, the annual Festival of the Tomato in Oliver and Penticton Pagan Pride Day, both in September.