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Showing posts with label summer vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer vacation. Show all posts
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Now This is What I Call Camping in Luxury!
According to the original post here, where you can also view additional photos: "This camper trailer by Opera is a great-looking one that pulls out all the stops to pamper you in the wild: it comes with two electrically adjustable beds, boiler supplying warm water to the kitchen and the shower, hot air heating, toilet, refrigerator, and low energy LED lighting from the awning all the way down to the floor."
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camping,
Opera,
summer vacation,
travel trailer,
vacation travel
Friday, July 15, 2011
Looking for a Place to Stay During Your Vacation Travels?
I found these fascinating pics of unusual hotels over at Alphabet Soup. (Click link for larger versions.) Personally, I'd like to try the treehouse and underwaters ones
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
I Wanna Ride!
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9GAG(dot)com,
fun activities,
rollercoaster,
summer vacation
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
My Summer Vacation Plans
Every other year or so I go on a private vacation - by myself. Yep, just me, myself, and I. I've been to Maine twice, to Vermont, and most recently to Massachusetts. Other than the ability to go to sleep when I'm ready, get up when I'm ready, eat when I'm hungry, and shop when and where I want to, these few days on my own recharge my batteries. And many times I'm able to use what I encounter and incorporate that information in my books (and that makes the vacations a tax write-off!)
I'd love to go to New Mexico this year. Rather than take a plane and rent a car, I'd planned on driving my own vehicle, take in Carlsbad and Santa Fe, and generally take up a week for the whole trip.
Unfortunately, with the way gas prices are rising, I'm wondering if I should drop my plans. Looking further, if I don't go this summer, will it cost more to go a later year?
I'd love to go to New Mexico this year. Rather than take a plane and rent a car, I'd planned on driving my own vehicle, take in Carlsbad and Santa Fe, and generally take up a week for the whole trip.
Unfortunately, with the way gas prices are rising, I'm wondering if I should drop my plans. Looking further, if I don't go this summer, will it cost more to go a later year?
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Finally, Watch the Sun Set, and Celebrate Being Alive
Illumine the rolling waves with long purple forms,
Like actors in ancient plays.
~ Arthur Rimbaud (1854-1891)
Monday, July 27, 2009
Don't Forget the Best Thing About Summers - NAPS!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Good Food, Good Friends and Family, and a Fire Pit on the Beach
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Go Ahead. Walk Barefoot on the Beach.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Sea Glass - Jewels of the Ocean
Go Google "sea glass". These broken bits of glass that the ocean has smoothed and polished have created such beautiful bits worthy of being a treasure on their own. Blue and green are the most common colors. Red and orange are the rarest. Many people collect sea glass to make into jewelry. Going beachcombing? Don't overlook those bits of frosty glass.
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beach treasure,
beachcombing,
jewelry,
sea glass,
summer vacation
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Why Not Send a Message in a Bottle?
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beach,
message in a bottle,
summer vacation
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
You're Never Too Old to Play in the Sand
Saturday, July 11, 2009
A Great Beach Read! SANDSWEPT by Sarita Leone
Everyone has a secret. One they hide. Sometimes, one they run from—fast and hard, without stopping to consider the consequences of that mad dash for sanity.Kelley Garrett? She’s got a secret. A big one. She’s hoping to shake its grip but even someplace as peaceful as Chincoteague Island may not be able to shelter her.
Then again, who knows? Maybe it will. That’s a chance Kelley’s willing to gamble on—with her life.
***
She heard her mother sigh. With a sigh of her own, Kelley waited for the admonishment, the unsolicited advice, the endless, never-changing diatribe sure to come next. She waited, and was surprised when it didn’t come.
“Ah, well. Yes, I suppose a day can get away from you now and again.” The voice was as soft as cotton candy, so sweet and innocent that it may have fooled someone else with its assumed sincerity. But Kelley knew the woman behind the voice too well. She wasn’t lulled into a false sense of security.
“Yes, I suppose.” Kelley’s fingers tightened on the cell phone. She wished she had the guts to cut the conversation off now, to snap the phone shut and shove it back into the pocket of her jeans. Hard and fast, into the farthest corner where even if it rang again she wouldn’t have to answer it. Had it not been her mother on the other end of the line, she may have been able to do it. But it was her mother, the woman who had brought her into this world, and she owed the woman more respect than she wanted to give.
In the end, Kelley’s mother was faster than she was, anyhow. Even if she’d been about to hang up, she would have missed her chance. The voice from the phone was whip fast and to the point.
“Well, just as long as you don’t let many more days slip by, Kelley. Have you given any more thought to what we discussed the other night? And the night before that? And last week?”
Softness turned hard quickly. Silk became steel and the questions shot like rounds from an assault rifle, ricocheting through her mind, causing a clatter that made the storm trivial by comparison. “A job, Kelley Garrett. You need a job. Not later, but now. Have you considered that? Are there any places on that island that could offer you the type of employment you’re qualified for? Because it’s time. You know it and I know it. Even Dr. Stevens knows it. You need to find a job.”
Her hand rose in front of her face, holding back the traffic that was her mother’s tirade. “Dr. Stevens? You spoke to Dr. Stevens about this?”
“Today. Just this afternoon, in fact. This afternoon, when you were letting time drift by as if you have an endless supply of it. Life is short, Kelley. You can’t let it pass you by forever, you know. Time is measured.”
Like a dragon rearing its head, Kelley’s temper roared to life. Her reply came in clipped bursts whose volume lessened with each volley. “Believe me, I know. Time is measured. No reminders, Mother. I don’t need reminders. In case you’ve forgotten. Measured time—stolen time—lost time? I know them all. Intimately. And a job? I’ll get one when—and if—I’m good and ready.”
“Kelley, I don’t want to—”
Her palm smacked the wide glass pane before her. The reinforced material, specially manufactured to withstand hurricane force winds and off-course seagulls, withstood the brunt of her anger.
“And tell Dr. Stevens to go to Hell. I fired him, remember? He’s not my therapist anymore. And one more thing, Mother—”
“But, Kelley, he just wants to help—”
Lightning speared the world outside, and for a heartbeat Kelley saw her reflection in the glass. The woman staring back at her looked as unpredictable, tortured and out of control as the raging storm.
“Remember, I cut Dr. Stevens out of my life. I can cut anyone out. Anyone.”
With a sound that was almost a snarl, Kelley slapped the cell phone closed. She dropped it to the floor and put her forehead against the cool glass. Her sobs came quickly. Her body slid down the windowpane and she slumped on the floor, shaking and gasping for air.
***
SANDSWEPT: A CHINCOTEAGUE ISLAND MYSTERY
by Sarita Leone
Genre: Mystery
SubGenre: Romance
EBook formats ISBN: 978-1-60313-458-3
Trade paperback ISBN: 978-1-60313-457-6
Buy Here from Whiskey Creek Press
Would you like this for a free read? Post a comment, and you could win a copy!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Hit the Beach, Hit the Waves!
Friday, July 3, 2009
A Great Summer Drink - LEMONADE!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Yes, I'm Already Counting Down!
After Easter, there's just 36 more days of school.YAYYY!!
And then it's 7 days of solo vacation in Massachusetts. I plan to visit Fall River (Lizzie Borden's home town), Cape Cod, Martha's Vineyard, Plymouth and Plimouth Plantation, Boston, Salem, Glouchester, and all points in between and west.
I'm sooo looking forward to it!
Labels:
end of school,
Massachusetts,
summer vacation
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