Enchanting blue waves
frolic and play
chasing those they cannot outrun
before they collapse back onto themselves
merging with the surface,
tiny white caps
with their spittle of salty froth
then vanish as they mix
with the undulating surface.
Caribbean secrets swirling, swimming, sucking, sexing beneath
as we glide south
the horizon beckoning
topaz and navy
as it remains unchanged since before man
and will long after
hopefully not too spoiled by humans,
27 March 2016
written and photos taken on Independence of the Seas cruise ship
Sometimes a brief getaway with friends is exactly what you need to restore your center, step outside your routine, push your worries to the recesses of your mind, free your spirit. We recently spent the weekend with a group of friends in MI–two years in a row of glorious weather, biking, fire pits, cooking, laughing over morning coffee, sharing wine, lunch at a local and super-friendly bar, strolling the beach, picking berries, talking, laughing, reading, spending a moment alone. And a surprise boat ride with new friends at sunset, along the shoreline.
Different experiences from last year, but the same warm memories.
Hello, lonely blog. Summer used to be a slow, lazy time for families. No more. Between working overtime, kids choosing to continue sports camps, family obligations, volunteering, and blistering hot weather, it feels only like a slow-motion of the school year. Since we did not have a long summer trip planned, I took my girls with me to New York for a business trip and play weekend. It was wonderful to spend time with them when there was no sports tournament, no college visits, no homework.
Here are 8 highlights (non-work-related) from our recent trip:
8. The only perfect-summer-weather for 6 consecutive days this year. Fantastic for walking the Highline or taking photos on the final day of the year to take pics between the buildings.
7. Friendly, sometimes unusual people sparking up conversations in taxis, hotels, shops, the park, coffee shops.
6. Eating a different ethnic food daily–Greek, Thai, Italian, Mexican. Some our own finds, some recommendations from friends.
5. Friends sharing our hotel for a night, with a day walking from Central Park to Rockefeller Plaza and beyond, sharing appetizers and drink at the lively Eataly before dinner.
4. A day of sight seeing at Ellis Island, the Statue of Liberty, and WTC Memorial. A ferry ride, lots of walking, a bit of learning, no teenage complaints.
3. Shopping, shopping, shopping at familiar stores, one-of-a-kind places, in So-Ho, Chelsea, Times Square, Fifth Ave and everywhere in between.
2. Seeing the fantastic Tony-award winning play “Once” on Broadway , then watching the girls’ faces as we exited the theatre, walking into Times Square the first time nearing midnight. The masses, the lights, the chaos. Then seeing Steve Kazee, the “Once” lead several days later by the theater, chatting and taking photos with him.
1. Spending unhurried, explorative days with my two daughters in such a phenomenal city as New York. It’s a trip we will always remember taking together. one day off work felt a week to me. C
The great way to explore Montreal is with the Bixi rental. Bike stands throughout the city, you rent from one location, then simply drop off the bikes at your destination at another stand. Brilliant, along with the multitude of bike paths throughout the city thoroughfares. In two days, we saw more of Montreal than most tourists see in a week, and learned just how hilly this city is in parts.
Our first day we rode to the summit of Mont-Royal Park on a steamy, hazy day. On our journey we passed through Chinatown, the city centre, McGill University (VERY steep hills) on our way to the summit of the park, overlooking the city towards the St. Lawrence River. We then visited St. Joseph’s Oratory, walking up the 300 steps to the basilica, one pilgrim kneeling her way up while saying the rosary each step. Bless her patience on a 90-degree day! 2.5 hours biking, about 8 miles walking including our evening out.
Yesterday we biked to still-standing by sad looking Olympic Park remains then returned the bikes for a 4-hour exploration of the incredible Botanical Gardens. Indescribable heat, indescribable beauty.
We saw all types of people who live and visit this city, invisible to those who only follow the tourist routes: the pinstripes, the dock workers, the 10-am beer drinkers, the haggard, the joyous, the crackheads, the explorers, the day campers, the bikers, the goth, the hidden, the am shower-takers-in-the-fountain-wearing-bra-and-shorts, the squeegie beggars, the fashionistas, the hikers, the photographers, the lost, the innocents wallowing in a pool off the deck, the phone talkers, the ipod listeners, the man in the wheelchair scooter–just how and why was he just watching us in the abandoned grassy area, the taxi drivers, the sweaty paper delivery man, the drug dealers and users, the hippies, the found.
We hiked, we biked, we climbed steps, we breathed in deeply in air conditioning, we ate hungrily after our sweats, we explored, we drank beers et du vin apporter to the restaurants, we shopped, we opened our eyes to the forgotten corners of the alleyways and quais. An incredibly cosmopolitan city with many areas of outdoor cafes and clubs (I think we saw ALL of them in 3 days), we could barely skim the depth of it. A return trip is needed for that. And the purchase of some man-capris, which abound here. C
Now that the kids are 10, 12, 15, it’s so easy to remember the vacations when I had to pack everything including their suitcases, car seats, diapers, bottles, toys, and then have to listen to the unhappy screams that emanated from the back seat or–worse yet–the plane seats with kicking and tantrums, unable to move.
Now they can pack their own luggage with Ipods and laptops and legos and books and snacks. We let them help decide where we should spend the day, how we should spend our money (on clothes at the nearest university), where we should eat. They have their new annoyances of car game hitting while watching cars–don’t get that at all, grunts, bouncing basketballs at all the wrong times, a little too much pop candy music, but they can at least keep themselves busy in the car or in the air for awhile. And they don’t kick the seats anymore.
But, it’s great to get off our tight schedule of sports and work and school, to catch up and laugh and play games and watch movies and talk, even if after several days we are ready for some time withOUT the kids, that time will come before we know it. And the silence will be deafening. C