World Of Tourism

Money really does make the world go round, we love to hate it and hate to love it. I caught myself thinking about money on my way to work this morning, I think it's on my mind so often that it's become second nature to think about, like the action of brushing your teeth or flushing the toilet. I envisioned winning the lottery, buying myself a great big mansion, a flashy sports car and starting my own magazine, the sky's the limit when the wallet's sorted out. But then of course, as I'm sure many do, I started justifying it to myself, if I won the lottery I would give to charity, yes that's it! I'd have to win because I would be generous and worthy of receiving such a blessing!

But truth be told, money comes with it's own set of problems, and if you had so much would you really be willing to give it away? I think we would inevitably want more and more, it's the way of the world, once you've bought everything you're heart desires, what else is there to want but more money?? Money, money, money, money, I'm pretty much sick of it, I'm sick of not having it, I'm sick of always wanting it and I'm sick of it taking over my mind. Can there be another Secret? The first one is clearly not working out.....

That's exactly how I felt when I came across a story in the news that made me want to scream with laughter! A British man flew into Madrid yesterday after inheriting a pretty sum of money, in his drunken state he started handing out thousands of euros to people passing by. It wasn't long before people began flocking towards him, once again proving that money really does make the world go round. Authorities intercepted and sent him right back to where he came from.

I sit in an office with two very different people and after telling them about this story one of them said "What a legend!" and the other said, "One man's loser is another man's legend." So true...

I personally think he's a legend, the story doesnt tell you very much about why he did it or if he even knew what he was doing but I like to think that he's a man who puts more faith and energy into himself and life than a piece of paper. I know that's probably not the case, but for today and the way I'm feeling about the benjamins, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Plane crashes, disease, disturbing revelations about Spanish dictator General Franco, the Spanish Kings passion for fast cars and a British tourist that fell to his death when his parachute wouldnt open, are some of the stories I've been reading about this morning. To say I am despondent is an understatement. I've said this many times before but when are we going to hear some good news? Everything is doom and gloom, my sunny disposition soon turned to sour grapes after 5 minutes browsing the net. I couldnt find anything to write about that was remotely inspiring.

I tried looking at conspiracy theories, 9/11, reptilian shapeshifters, illumanati and the list really is endless, trust me on that but my brow was still wrinkled from frowning and I thought of the saying "ignorance is bliss" and that rings true in most aspects of our lives. If the hubby is cheating do we really want to know? If we put on a few kilo's and ask the question, do I look fat? Are we really looking for the true answer? Do we really want to know if the world is being ruled by reptiles? I can honestly say that as much as I believe the truth will set you free our mentality remains the same, bury your head as deep as you can in that sand.

I then thought of rambling on about staying positive but let's be honest the last thing you want to hear when you're in a bad mood is to hold on, everything gets better. So that leaves me with a head full of mixed thoughts, a frown and a deep needed desire to search for the right answers. Sometimes I wish there was a formula or recipe for how to live life and live it to its fullest.

When I feel like this, as if I'm stuck, stuck in a life I didnt choose or want, stuck with so many unanswered questions on what to believe, are our destinies fixed? Does it matter what choices we make, we'll still end up where we are supposed to be? I think of a joke that instantly puts a smile on my face, so here it is, I hope it gets you smiling:

'Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving
safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in
sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly
used up, totally worn out and screaming,'WOO HOO, What a Ride!'