Friday, May 21, 2010

Overnight Vacation.

I loaded up the dog (and way more stuff than I needed) and visited Cousin C's for one of my favorite high-speed overnight relaxation mini-vacations.

We visited the family favorite beach restaurant. The view from 10 ft. outside the building:



This is the wreckage of the raw oysters:



These were eaten with extra reverence, because we are all watching the horror in the Gulf of Mexico, and at the same time trying not to think about it, because we can't do a damn thing about fixing it. It's so hideous, and has the potential to kill not just the Gulf, but get caught up in the currents and ruin Florida's east coast beaches on its march North. So we sat there on this perfect day, watching the waves and eating the best oysters around, and it was wonderful and also angst-ridden, as we speculated whether we'd be able to do this in the future.

Cousin C proposed dinner out, but dammit, I wanted my lobsters on the lanai. So we stopped off and picked up some lobsters, had them steamed, and rustled up random side dishes from freezer and pantry. The seafood lady apologized that the lobsters aren't as big as they used to be.

The weather was AWESOME - C lives about an hour, hour and a half in traffic, northeast of my house, and the coast really does have a different climate. You cannot sit on my patio in the evening. The "breeze" is so humid it's like hot dog breath, if there is any air stirring at all. On the coast yesterday, the sun was blazing and the breeze was still dry and coolish enough to be tolerable. We sat in the shade on the lanai, ate too much, listened to retro music on her laptop, talked, ate some more, drank a little more wine, and did not break a sweat.

Murphy was marvelous - he knows his way around that house and the neighborhood. When I walked him this morning, at 0630 BC (Before Coffee) I was delighted to see that he knew where he was and where he was going - he turned up C's driveway with total confidence.

I told C I hoped to be passing by her house next week, maybe with my new little girl aboard, and I'd definitely hop off I-95 to introduce her.

4 comments:

Garilynn said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i6ZN6r5-1QE

This video left me speechless. I was absolutely shocked that BP can rape the environment and get away with it. I am heartbroken at the potential ruin of the Florida beaches and wetlands.

I hope to see your new little girl pictures soon.

-Garilynn

Anonymous said...

I am amazed that people still seem to be buying that this isn't so bad after all. The Gulf is going to be a Dead Sea- the only people who seem to have a clue are the folks who worked the Valdez spill in Alaska. It's been known since then that most of the oil hangs about in these underwater plumes and persists for years. What they are not talking about is the oxygen depletion that the oil/water mixture causes. Without oxygen, no plankton and algae, no plankton and algae, no larger animals. It's an ecological disaster that hasn't even begun to be told.

But I hope the new potential puppy friend will work out!

Kimmen

besshaile said...

We're all in shocked horror over this disaster and trembling in dread about what it's going to do next. I'm glad you're savoring the beaches while you can.

I hope there are dozens of doggie photos next week. we're gonna need that furry goodness.

Anonymous said...

I don't know about anyone else here in the Land Down Under, but Ernst and I are boycotting BP. Mind you the scenes of the various grotty little executives all claiming "It wasn't MY fault, HE did it!" would have been hilarious if it was only a broken window.

Choosing a young adult companion for the Bossy One is brilliant, particularly a young lady Boston.

All the best,

Gae, in Callala Bay