Posts Tagged ‘vacation’

the slow life

Monday, March 15th, 2010

Pacific island life is quite different from life elsewhere. Not much excitement. Actually zero excitement. The routine has not varied for the past 4 days: eat baguette for breakfast (French colonialism is delicious), spend an unknown amount of time staring at the sea, read, snorkel, read, stare at sea, eat lunch, [beer #1] read, hitch a ride to grocery store to buy more baguette, kayak, swim, [beer #2] read, [beer #3]eat an early dinner (more baguette), take refuge in bed (mosquito net), read, try to keep eyes open until acceptable bedtime (9:30). I don’t think I’ve ever spent so much time doing so little, Something tells me the next island on our itinerary will have a little more action. Japan ahoy!Pacific island life is quite different from life elsewhere. Not much excitement. Actually zero excitement. The routine has not varied for the past 4 days: eat baguette for breakfast (French colonialism is delicious), spend an unknown amount of time staring at the sea, read, snorkel, read, stare at sea, eat lunch, read, hitch a ride to grocery store to buy more baguette,kayak, swim, read, eat an early dinner (more baguette), watch the crabs (what are they scurrying around for? are they really using that coconut shell as a digging instrument?), take refuge in bed (mosquito net), read, try to keep eyes open until acceptable bedtime (9:30). I don’t think I’ve ever spent so much time doing so little, Something tells me the next island on our itinerary will have a little more action. Japan ahoy!

lovin’ dublin

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008
There once was a couple in Dublin
Who kept all the beer taps bubblin'

Can’t remember any more of the limerick, but we felt very clever when composing it, naturally. Some of the rhyming was a stretch, but my live-in poet doesn’t really find that to be a problem.

55 degrees north

Sunday, November 9th, 2008

There’s nothing like a bracing sea breeze to blow away all one’s worries. Sylt was absolutely out of this world. Unbeatable seafood! Sand dunes! Thatched roof brick houses that look like hobbit dwellings! It doesn’t take much to make me happy.

Plus, Sylt represents the farthest north I’ve ever set foot. Here are the coodinates: latitude 54-55N, longitude 008-21E, elevation: 16 m. As for the elevation, Sylt has lost a lot of coastline to rising sea levels. It’s such a skinny little island that most likely by the end of this century there will be nothing left of it. So visit while you still can.

For more photos, check out the entry below.

the eye of the storm

Wednesday, October 15th, 2008

Sometimes the best way to battle “winter blues” is to head for the epicenter of nasty weather. Or at least that is the theory behind two getaways we have planned. First, we will head for a long weekend to Sylt, an island in Germany’s North Sea. Then, in mid-November we are off to Dublin for four days. Not nearly enough time to do the city justice, but a nice change of scenery all the same. I’ve been thinking that these two getaways might justify getting a trendy new rain jacket. The one I currently have is literally falling apart at the seams. Yes, it has gotten plenty of use in the last 3+ years.

transgendered

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

I am woman. See me panic. When the KLM employee disappeared with my passport, I feared the worst. Somehow, there was an “M” where a “W” should have been. I have had this passport for over a year, traveling to Colombia, Egypt and various European countries without ever noticing that I had been given a sex change on my passport. When the woman came back five minutes later without my passport, I envisioned being stranded at ORD. But no. Calls were made. Homeland Security was unworried. I sailed through security no problem. I’m still mulling over the deeper meaning of my initial panicked reaction to losing my passport, in worry to the tune of what if they don’t let me leave?  looped through my brain. I had a fantastic 3 weeks in the US (and will try to post pictures to prove it) but it still felt great to arrive home.

back to the basics

Monday, July 28th, 2008

My favorite thing about staying in English bed and breakfasts were the beds and the breakfasts, naturally (including the very cozy sleeper car). The luxury of box springs after years of not-so-comfy flexible slat beds! Breakfasts of poached eggs, bacon, sausage, fried toast, beans, etc. after years of corn flakes!

area of outstanding natural beauty

Monday, July 28th, 2008

Cornwall’s coastal path lived up to its Ordnance Survey designation. This wasn’t your average, run-of-the mill pretty, this was whack-you-upside-the-head gorgeous. We spent five days hiking and several days recreating. In total, we maybe walked 50 kilometers. The trail wasn’t easy. It kept going down to the coves and then back up to the top of the bluffs. There were only a few small villages along the route and the countryside was mostly pastures, heather and hedges. There were also some beautiful beaches. It was the perfect mixture of sea breeze and sunshine.

Amsterdam

Friday, September 29th, 2006

There are plenty of disadvantages to freelancing: no health insurance, no paid vacation, crazy tax situations, dry spells. But one advantage is being able to skip work on a Friday and go to Amsterdam. And the boss can’t say anything except, “Have fun and we’ll see you on Monday.”

the trip

Sunday, February 19th, 2006

My Canary Islands vacation-within-a-vacation has come to an end. I’ve tried to post a day-by-day summary below.

eruption

Tuesday, February 14th, 2006

We had to do the volcano thing. The tourist swarms were thick at El Teide National Park. But, as always, once on the trail we were on our own.