The Market at Stanley Beach where you can buy every cheap piece of crap ever made here (and a few gorgeous things too). Also, some photos of the cheeriest beach temple (Buddhist) EVER on Repulse Beach, where I can just imagine a group of drunk colonists saying ever so...
T’ain’t nothin’ repulsive about Repulse Beach. On a balmy Sunday afternoon and only minutes away from the center of town (where upwards of 7 million people live), the beaches are strangely quiet and empty.
Pity I couldn’t figure out how to retrieve the video from this because our SCREAMS pretty much tell today’s story, at the ol’ Wonderfish! Spa. Long/shorts … hundreds of little Garra Rufa swarm around in one of the two hot-tub-sized tile...
Assorted nummies at the Gage Street Wet Market, situated all around our hotel. I didn’t post some of the more graphic photos, but let’s just say the fresh meats make even the most obdurate carnivore (read: me) a little queasy. Incidentally, the dark...
Signs I like. Expect more of these. Oh yes.
Deirdre Timmons
An accomplished writer and filmmaker, Deirdre Timmons is a native Northwesterner who leads a busy life between working and spending time with her family. In the spring of 2013, Deirdre was caring for her mother with Alzheimer’s in addition to her normal routine. So when she began feeling tired and forgetful, she chalked it up to her busy schedule, age, and possible early symptoms of Alzheimer’s. It wasn’t long after that she began experiencing regular dizziness, lack of concentration, unexplained weight loss, and extensive bruising. This combination of symptoms seemed odd, so Deirdre sought the advice of her doctor and subsequently began physical therapy for dizziness. When the symptoms worsened, she pursued further investigation.
After MRIs, x-rays, blood tests, a CAT scan, and a brain biopsy, her brain surgeon diagnosed Deirdre with a malignant medulloblastoma brain tumor. Her prognosis: one month to live. That was five years ago.
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