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Full Name: lynette hinings-marshall
Timezone: Australia/Melbourne
Website: http://lynettehiningsmarshall.com
Biography: On my first overseas trip at 19 with my best friend I said, "sure, that'd be great" when two Americans we were travelling with through Laos asked if they could drop us at Bangkok Airport. By day's end I was deported to Rangoon and my friend to Colombo. We didn't know we needed a visa to enter the Bangkok airport after landing in a private plane. When I eventually found my own way home I realised how exciting a life spent travelling could be and have travelled overseas every year since. I have had twelve travel articles published and hold a Masters of Arts (Writing & Literature). I am currently a PhD candidate researching narrative identity for female expatriates as I have lived for a year or more in about ten countries, the most recent being two years in Denmark.

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Monika Schott A rickety bridge
18 November 2017
Thanks, Di.
Diane Rampertshammer A rickety bridge
17 November 2017
Pure poetry - very evocative - you are a painter with words..Di
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Thanks for the comments. Rosy -- I look at this sort of social conversation as a healthful thing for...
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Oh Ken, how rare that is! A gift. What a lovely sojourn in the byways and an unexpected exchange of ...

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