Cycle Tour - Of Swallows and Contemplation
October 15th 2009 "It's a private pool", the elderly woman said as she and her husband passed me on my arrival. The pool wasn't private but she was right all the same.
The pool at Parakai was empty, not a soul, and I lay back and let the warm, thermal waters wash over me. My only companions were two swallows which flitted in through the open roof and swooped over the pool before one did a poop in the wat
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