Thursday, December 29, 2011

Celebrating SIXTY in Paradise!

Some "Catmas"!  The parents went somewhere and left me & Lucy.  Of course, we had our cat sitter but that doesn't count.  Notice my sad face...Abbi



Yep, the parents certainly did leave for somewhere else...Key West, Florida. We were celebrating my 60th birthday, Ron's birthday and holiday time with the family.  60...that cannot be correct???  The view from our room at the Parrot Key Hotel.

Sandy relaxation area below our balcony.  Since there are no waves in the Key West waters, no sand is produced.  Sand is imported from the Miami beaches!

Our balcony...the four of us were sharing a townhouse with an ocean view.  Parrot Key is not in the "old" town area and taxi rides were $40 daily for the round trip. OUCH!! There were four pools and a small cafe on the grounds.  Lovely and quiet but a long way to Duval.

Paul & Ron at D.J.'s Clamshack on Duval.  (Reminded me of Costa Rica in the small villages, complete with chickens.)



Chicken!  D.J.'s is known for its lobster roll.  Other than Maine, truly the most awesome lobster roll ever...no fillers, just a lightly butter bun stuffed with lobster.

Well, Ron did not have enough lobster & he had the overstuffed roll.

The old movie theater which is now a Walgreen's.

quite amusing advertisement

This is a real dog looking rather sad. There was no charge for the photo.  At one point, Sister and I wanted to take a picture of a parrot perched on a bicycle.  Just as I was ready to snap, an aging hippie ran out and said there would be a charge.  He posed the bird on the shoulders of tourists for a photo op and a small fee.  Hmmm.  Have to be faster with the shutter.

Up close and personal to a Carnival Cruise Ship docked in the Mallory Square Harbor area.

Newly married and walking around in her beautiful dress.  We deduced that the groom was not wearing underwear as you could see through his white pants!

Pelican watch in Mallory Square Harbor

Key Lime pie is a big deal in Key West but the pie outlets sell Key Lime pie dipped in chocolate on a stick.  That was a little much and we passed on all opportunities.

Hmmm...is this our "watering hole"  Could not breathe for the smokers so moving on.  There is no law banning smoking in establishment that serve food or drinks.

Hanging from the smoke-darkened ceiling in Capt. Tony's

Sloppy Joe's with a window seat.  No, there are no bras on the ceiling.  The boys are looking at the massive collection of flags.

Happy husband with 60 year old wife!!  Note I am wearing my Dr. Roeder t-shirt.

Chickens are everywhere in Key West and not just in the Old Town area.  It seems that Key West passed a law many years ago that made the area a bird sanctuary.  Since chickens qualify as "birds', they are protected and it is a crime to kill one.  One of the locals said there were at least 3,000 chickens in Old Town.  (total yuck)

time to call a taxi on day one...nap time

Painting inside Santiago Bodega, a tapas restaurant.  We called this "The Red Queen"

Hay, ODIE!  How do you like this Friesian?  By the way, ODIE, there are no horses in Key West.

Santiago Bodega...5 star meal!

The lady who lived above Santiago Bodega had two dogs & owned this artistic jeep.  She walked her dogs without a leash while smoking a tiparillo.  Cigars were a large industry in Key West until the early 1960's when access to Cuba was terminated. There were lots of smoke shops with an array of cigars.

MEOW!  Many cats were roaming the streets of Old Town.  This one was the resident cat at Blue Heaven, another excellent restaurant.  Our second day was rainy in the morning and the cat is wise to stay under cover by the hostess desk.

A hungry couple waiting for their late breakfast.  The painting on the wall was most interesting with cats.

Happy Birthday to me...all week!

Breakfast for four at Blue Heaven.  Blue Heaven got its name from a former chef who was a UNC graduate...Chapel Hill, a.k.a Blue Heaven.

Lobster benedict with sauce on the side

Paul's 911 omelet...bacon, lobster, 3 eggs, cheese and tomatoes.

Trolley & Conch Train depot.  Yep, it is raining.  We were wearing our Conch Train ponchos.  Conch Train is a 90 minute tour of Old Town, most informative.  The engineer promised to drive slowly so we could snap some pictures but he never slowed down.

The END OF THE ROAD...end of U.S. Hwy 1 South...mile marker ZERO.

Bougainvillea in abundance. Did you know that the beautiful colored part is actually the leaf?  The flower is the tiny white or yellow in the center.

The southernmost point in the United States.  There is a hotel & restaurant in this area but the honor of the Southernmost, Southernmost Point goes to a residence.

Sister looks a bit anxious but  cute with freckles.

from the moving train

Hemmingway House, from train.  The place was so crowded that we decided to pass on a visit.

Butterfly girl.  The last few minutes of our train tour included a stop near the Butterfly Museum and the addition of middle school kids.  This girl had purchased "butterflies" to attach to her shirt and named each one.  When the train got to rolling, her "butterflies" started falling into the street.  She said, "Well, there goes Amy; she's dead now."  Amy was one of the kids on the train and they all just howled.

An interesting and entertaining entrance to a bar.

Read the sign.  Do you remember the days of Pan Am? 

View from the highest point in Old Town, the Crowne Plaza Hotel on Duval.  The Walgreen's on the corner is where we attempted to take the parrot picture.

Another Carnival Cruise Ship, from the top of the hotel

Sister enjoying the view and planning our walk to a Cuban restaurant for take-out.  The boys were at the hotel reading and playing on "tablets". 

Hey!  We found our own stuffed parrot for a photo op.

Which bird do you prefer?

Additional security in the event the electronic device failed.

What did we say about reading & tablets?  Paul won a Cruz Android before the trip and could not stop interfacing.  Ron brought the latest Stephen King, 11-22-63, and had to be reminded that it was time to eat.  11-22-63 is one of the best Stephen King books, I have read and I could not put it down, all 697 pages.

Our beautiful balcony

Reading 11-22-63  Is Sister bound with a strap to Ron?

An excellent Pinot Noir at Azur

A kiss for the camera and then liberal use of the germicide wipe!

Paul pronounces our wine more than acceptable

My birthday party from Paul at Azur.  The grouper was perfect and the Maple Spot oysters from Washington were divine.

Entrance and sadly, exit to Parrott Key Hotel.
  http://www.parrotkeyresort.com

Nepal: Part Two

 Marilyn's interview with a local newspaper about her trip to Nepal.  Pictures with my comments follow.

Marilyn,  from Waynesville, lives in that comfort zone most of us enjoy — central heat, hot water on demand, a comfortable and warm bed. So she was a little surprised when she found herself intrigued by a challenge she knew would take her way out of that comfort zone.
Her friend Jane's  brother, John Vavruska, had served in the Peace Corps in Nepal. When his tour was over, he was so intrigued by the place that he has returned several times.
In fact, he is with an outfit called Water Lines that gathers groups of people to go to third world countries to install waterlines and build latrines. He had developed a new trek and was looking for a dozen people to go to Nepal to install a latrine.
When Jane sent Marilyn an email about the trek, Marilyn said, “It was just like a magic moment. It’s really hard to define.” But Marilyn was sure she wanted to make the trek.
“At this stage in life, things are so comfortable,” said Marilyn. “You think you just need to get out of your comfort zone and see what you can still do. You have to ask, ‘Do you want to push yourself to still do something like this?’”
Marilyn said the challenge was out of character for her. She was not that much of a hiker and the trek would be serious hiking. But it sounded to her like the trip of a lifetime.
Three of her friends felt the same way, so in early June the four — Marilyn, Jane, Elizabeth and Wendy — started training for the trip that was set to begin Oct. 31.
The four took a 10-mile hike in the Smokies weekly, knowing the Smokies wouldn’t compare to Nepal but thinking it would build their stamina to stay on their feet for six-eight hours. Then each had her own training regimen. For Marilyn, it was walks in her mountainous neighborhood.
One of the challenges of the trip for Marilyn was the flight. She had not been on an airplane in years and was pretty sure she wouldn’t ever get on a plane again. But when Oct. 31 came, she had prepared herself for the long flights and two days of travel to get to Kathmandu. From Kathmandu the four went to the Helambu region about 60 miles north of Kathmandu, driven in on Land Cruisers on roads that were hardly better than trails. From there, they joined eight others for the trek to their destination.
They walked from village to village staying in tea houses and eating with the locals, mostly daal bhat, a lentil stew on rice. It was the growing season so there were plenty of fresh vegetables but no meat.
Unfortunately, when they had walked six days to reach Chupar, the village where they were to build a latrine, the supplies had not reached the village because of bad weather. However, they were able to talk to the villagers about the project.
Some members of the group had off days and had to go slower. Several got colds. But Marilyn said nobody was a “weak sister,” and for that they were grateful.
The group returned Nov. 18 and took some time to readjust to all the time zones they had flown across. Earlier this month, the four met to share pictures and memories. Marilyn said they all experienced a proud feeling of physical and mental accomplishment.
“It was a personal best, if you will,” she said.
http://www.citizen-times.com/article/20111218/LIVING/312180017/Asheville-columnist-Carole-Currie-foursome-women-who-had-an-adventure-Nepal


A young peasant girl learns to weave and earns a small pittance daily for her work. Most earnings are sent to her family in a remote village.

Typical road conditions during the rainy season

A matron in one village who has acquired status through her jewelry.

Daal Bhat...the meal of choice...completely vegetarian since Hindus eschew all forms of meat & poultry.  Utensils are now the norm.

Children visit the "white foreigners' tent" and were often treated to foods and playtime.  Villagers have many children but few live to age five due to lack of medical care, sanitation and the distance /expense of a doctor.

Woman carrying fodder for the animals. 

A tea house where meals and lodging were provided.

in the mists

City of Kathmandu

Marigolds and other flowers at the market in Kathmandu

Moon over Nepal

One of the better roads.  Can you see why 30 miles could take over six hours?

Crossing the river was treacherous on a swinging, plank bridge.  Had I made it this far, I would have "lost it" over the bridge.
Crossing on the bridge

The bridge is in the background.

View from a rooftop in Kathmandu

School bus filled with children.  Note how close the Land Cruiser is to the bus.  Children are excited and yelling to "white foreigners".

School house

Classroom...most schools did not go beyond grade three.

Shrines

more elaborate shrine

Preparing the tea and meal for foreign guests...teahouse "kitchen" area

Land is terraced for farming a variety of crops.


Village and possible lodging

Water buffalo...used for labor.  The group did not see yaks.

Kathmandu...WIRED!  Some how this works without burning down the city or massive shortages.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Kat, kat, Katmandu is what Marilyn really, really did do!

  
Jewelry denotes wealth.  Can you find the cat?

**If you cannot access the photos, please let me know.  Now that I know the meaning of some, I will add comments in another post.


 Marilyn, world traveler and world class photographer is home from Nepal.  Her photos are linked below and more details will be forthcoming when she completes her journal.  What an adventure!  What a brave lady!  I recommend that you crank up that old Bob Seeger song, "Katmandu"; brew a large cup of hot tea or coffee and enjoy your magical, mystery tour compliments of Marilyn.
             (Bob Seeger link)




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A few photos of Nepal, starting in the airport at Abu Dhabi and continuing on to Kathmandu and the Helambu Region north of K. We trekked approx. 37 miles, with total ascending 8000ft and descending 10,600 feet ~ often doing 1000 ft up or down per mile. Very steep going. Weather very changeable, people delightful, food quite good, facilities primitive by our standards but an incredible experience. Not for the faint of heart, couldn't recommend it to many I know but proud to have it in my book of accomplishments.Marilyn

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Stocking Stuffer Idea???

Hay, Mom!  Had a little spare time at Cross Creek Stables this weekend and decided what I want in my stocking.  Now get ready because this is BIG, really BIG.

and that would be what, Odie?

I want to learn to drive.

What??  Like a cart, a car, a bike or what?  

That one horse "open sleigh thing" is really calling my name.  ( oh, plez.) Aunt Janet thinks I would be the most adorable cart horse on the face of the earth. And look at these two "you tubes".  Can't you see ME in a parade with you driving a little cart and ME prancing & tossing my mane?  (Just don't decorate me with that silly tinsel stuff.)  Hay, I (oops, that would be WE) would win any contest for adorable!

Now this first one has my heroes pulling a BIG wagon:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wz0diX7dsi8&feature=related

This one is a small town Christmas parade...we live in a small town, right?

http://horsealicious.com/videos/christmas-carriage-horses 

Ok.  Without a doubt, you will be the most adorable cart horse on the face of the earth.  Hold that thought until we get through the winter.  Maybe, we can start working on driving in the spring?? Perhaps, some of your Haffie fans can suggest how to start OUR training.

who could resist this cheeky look?


NEIGH!!!! SANTA, are you listening???

Friday, December 9, 2011

POLYGRASS

note the grass in my mouth



Hay!  Mom did polygrass.  Don't have clue what that is but anything with grass sounds good and doesn't "poly" mean many?  Wow, like many grass!

Odie, it is polygraph and has nothing to do with grass.  Is your mind always on food?  Anyway, let me tell you about this so you can share with your buddies.

I was interviewing for a job that required a secure background check on me.  In addition to the pages of information, medical exam and injections, I had to take a polygraph test.  This test was long (about 3 hrs with 25 pages of questions), stressful and exhausting.  A person is trained and licensed to administer this test and the equipment is very expensive...think over $6,000. 

Remember that crazy movie, "Meet the Fockers", where the potential son-in-law is convinced to take a lie detector test?  See clip below: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgyZ7yb2mmI

It was a little like that but the room was small, sound-proofed with a table, machine, computer & two chairs.  One was the "hot" seat and that was mine. My chair was like a big recliner with a "pad" on the seat.  Little did I know that this pad would monitor my butt reflexes.  The rubber bars went over my chest & stomach.  My left arm was attached to a blood pressure cuff and my right had wires on two fingers.  I was instructed NOT TO MOVE or FIDGET.  So, of course, I became a squirrel.  Before the machine part, we spent time answering 25 pages of questions about my possible "criminal background".  HELLO!!  Was this guy kidding me or what?  No, he was dead on serious and tried to convince me that I was hiding a criminal past.  Of course, that squirrel twitching didn't help as the computer was reading this as "GUILTY!! LIAR!!  Bottom line after passing all my exams, including the polygraph, the position was eliminated.  Unreal.  Watch the clip below to get an idea of how I was feeling during the "test".

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPXnoLAEUSQ

So, Mom...what is your dark, criminal background secret?  Did you ever tell the man?

Odie...you are such a cheeky, Haffie!  No secrets, at all.  I am just your dull, loving Mom.

NEPAL?

Hang on.  Photos from Nepal are coming soon.

NEIGH! NEEEIIIGGGH! Happy Holidays??

left side

right side

smug Haffie look

OOOPS!  Wasn't expecting Mom this afternoon.  Can you tell?  Hay, it only rained, BIG rain, for three days so how was I to stay clean?  Any horse will tell you that soggy, muddy pastures are an awesome treat. The only thing better is SNOW.  I rolled & rolled & rolled, as you can see.  Yippee!!  Turns out, Mom was here to take a Christmas picture of me.  Of course, she had to clean my face & mane which took a long time. (neigh,neigh,neigh...horse for laughing).  Check out my holiday look...happy, NOT!

what the??? is this a Christmas tie around my neck?
 
But, hay...I got my very own Christmas stocking this year and it is hanging on my door.  What should I wish for Santa to bring me?