A Friday Five before Friday because I need the exercise
1. What is (or would be) your dream vacation?
You know, I was driving home from the store today thanking the saints for the $5 I had left from the $20 I took with me, and I even bought enough food for lunch and supper. Beside me was a woman in an SUV, pretty and fresh looking, outdoorsey and on the back of her vehicle perched a Trek road bike. Back at my house sat 7 loads of laundry that needed folding, a broken hot water tank, 3 hungry tummies wanting lunch, schedules to arrange, bills to pay, always floors to sweep.... And I smiled at the lady when she pulled off to put fuel in her car, and I decided that my idealizing her probably fantastic morning ride to some lovely spot in the middle of the city where she had brunch and a carmel flavored coffee while reading some alternative paper's sex ads left a little bit of a burning yearning in my belly. So I took the game of pretend one step further and I thought I'd sure like to take a week and a credit card and go to New England. Ok? And I'd even be happy with driving the volvo there, and taking my old Specialized puttering it around some dive town with grumpy locals, and the smell of old fish and sea.
2. What's one thing no vacation can do without?
A wrap around porch with a swing.
3. What has been the best trip of your life so far?
That question sucks. I may not even answer it. No, I will because I'm being prodded by something inside that is going, "Say Cape Cod in '02." And ok, I'll concede to that ~ That was a great trip. We went for one week and it was a few days after season so my children were the only kids around. We found this place, an interesting motel, right in the middle, close to where Thoreau walked and wrote about ("everything told of the sea,") and so we stopped there to live for the week. It was right on the bikepath so we took turns and ran every day. We didn't do anything much except eat each morning at a place called Grandma's, and go to the beach. I think one day we did... what did we do? Hm. Not much. Oh yeah, we took a train ride from Hyannis to somewhere and that was fun, but I didn't like how it took me too close to the bridge back to Mass. When it turned around and choo-choo'd us to Hyannis again, all I wanted was to find our car, get in it and work my way back up the coast, back to the middle, and stay there.
4. Who was with you on that trip and what is the role of that person in your life?
My husband and kids and they are still my husband and kids.
5. What's the worst thing that can happen during a vacation?
Leaving. And it's probably the best too.
You know, I was driving home from the store today thanking the saints for the $5 I had left from the $20 I took with me, and I even bought enough food for lunch and supper. Beside me was a woman in an SUV, pretty and fresh looking, outdoorsey and on the back of her vehicle perched a Trek road bike. Back at my house sat 7 loads of laundry that needed folding, a broken hot water tank, 3 hungry tummies wanting lunch, schedules to arrange, bills to pay, always floors to sweep.... And I smiled at the lady when she pulled off to put fuel in her car, and I decided that my idealizing her probably fantastic morning ride to some lovely spot in the middle of the city where she had brunch and a carmel flavored coffee while reading some alternative paper's sex ads left a little bit of a burning yearning in my belly. So I took the game of pretend one step further and I thought I'd sure like to take a week and a credit card and go to New England. Ok? And I'd even be happy with driving the volvo there, and taking my old Specialized puttering it around some dive town with grumpy locals, and the smell of old fish and sea.
2. What's one thing no vacation can do without?
A wrap around porch with a swing.
3. What has been the best trip of your life so far?
That question sucks. I may not even answer it. No, I will because I'm being prodded by something inside that is going, "Say Cape Cod in '02." And ok, I'll concede to that ~ That was a great trip. We went for one week and it was a few days after season so my children were the only kids around. We found this place, an interesting motel, right in the middle, close to where Thoreau walked and wrote about ("everything told of the sea,") and so we stopped there to live for the week. It was right on the bikepath so we took turns and ran every day. We didn't do anything much except eat each morning at a place called Grandma's, and go to the beach. I think one day we did... what did we do? Hm. Not much. Oh yeah, we took a train ride from Hyannis to somewhere and that was fun, but I didn't like how it took me too close to the bridge back to Mass. When it turned around and choo-choo'd us to Hyannis again, all I wanted was to find our car, get in it and work my way back up the coast, back to the middle, and stay there.
4. Who was with you on that trip and what is the role of that person in your life?
My husband and kids and they are still my husband and kids.
5. What's the worst thing that can happen during a vacation?
Leaving. And it's probably the best too.
posted by SPOA | 8:46 PM
4 Comments:
Mrs. PP:
1. Take me with you to New England. I have a bike.
2. Oh, sweet! I used to have one of those.
Mrs. KM
Well it would be a lazy ride, and lots of stops at old bars and sunsets :) If you're game you can come.
Don'tcha just want to slow way down for a whole week? I do.
Mrs. PP,
RYC (regarding your comment): I love you. Way to hit the nail on the head.
Yours,
Mrs. KM
And the closer we are to fine :)
http://www.allspirit.co.uk/fine.html
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