SXM: Days 5-7

Day 5.  In the US, the election results were in (yay) and a snowstorm was blanketing the Northeast (boo).  In SXM, we were doing this:

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SXM: Days 3 and 4

Day 3 in SXM started out slowly with Megan and Elke heading to the resort’s spa for fancy manicures and pedicures.  The rest of us hung out, took walks, and waited for the ladies to return so we could head into nearby Philipsburg for some shopping.  Continue reading →

SXM: Days 0.5-2

So! How about some vacation photos? I promised this wouldn’t turn into the I’m sad because my dog died blog, and here’s where we bring back a little of the fun.

Last week, as you may have heard, we were in St. Martin (or sometimes Sint Maarten, depending on which side of the island you’re on) or as I like to write it, because it’s just easier: SXM.  This was our third trip back with our friends (who marked their ninth trip to the island) and this year they brought their two daughters.  Due to our new, extra-large group, we had to find a different place to stay than the previous years.  A larger place with more bedrooms.  This is the quaint little place we settled for.  It was alright:

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Weekending in the Cape

Sigh… the Cape. I want to be back there again. Right this minute. As I’ve mentioned before (over and over), Luke’s work schedule has been so awful lately that I hardly get a chance to see him during a typical week, so when friends casually mentioned that they were going to Cape Cod over the 4th of July, and would we like to go with them, we both said YES! It was definitely the right decision.

We stayed in Hyannis at a beautiful hotel with two pools, a Starbucks in the lobby, and a golf course. This was the view out our sliding glass door.  The green was so close to our patio that the privacy fence separating the patios had holes in it from wayward golf balls.  The hotel was at the end of Main Street, within walking distance from the shops and restaurants, and a short drive from the beach.  It was perfect.

One morning we went deep sea fishing (These two are the generous friends, Mark and Tiffiny, who invited us to join them on vacation, as well as Tiffiny’s adorable baby belly, and the first fish she mercilessly caught that morning).

We went to the beach; we got ice cream; we had dinner at many delicious places (like Alberto’s in Hyannis Port); Luke and I walked all around town one morning while Mark and Tiffiny slept in; we had leisurely breakfasts at outdoor restaurants and pretended we were in a foreign country instead of Massachusetts; we played Punch-Bentley (similar to, but more expensive than the usual Punch-Buggy because, seriously, I have never seen so many Bentleys in one small area in my life!); we relaxed; we watched 4th of July fireworks over the water; and had a truly wonderful weekend.

I highly recommend it. Another big thank you to Mark and Tiffiny for a fantastic getaway. So how was your 4th of July? How many Bentlys did you see? And tell me, what is the proper plural of Bently? Bentlys? Bentlies?

Catching Up: Haiku Version

Cape Cod

Weekend in Cape Cod:
Pool, beach, sun, Zooquarium,
Pirate Adventure.


Lazy days in Maine…
Floating, reading, and fishing.
Can we go back now?

The Week Since I’ve Been Back

Meetings and emails,
Trip to New York (can’t complain),
Work is exhausting.

This Weekend – Two Parts

We painted the coop–
Good-bye to the pink palace!
Bring on the chickens.

Breakfast at Cosmic,
Errands, then Main Pub, sunset
Motorcycle ride.

En Vacance

In honor of my dearly departed vacation, I propose a new “10 Things” this week for all of you interested in playing along.  After the last one, I realize that ten is a lot of things.  How about we do the slacker version: “5 Things”?


1. Hawaii (of course)

We went to Maui for ten days for our honeymoon four hundred years ago (well it feels like that long ago).  It was amazing as only Hawaii can be.  Beautiful and exotic and fun to be there as a new married couple.  Since it was so long ago that digital cameras weren’t invented yet, I only have a couple of pictures that I scanned, including this one which was taken in a pineapple field at the end of a Maui Down Hill bike tour (which I enthusiastically recommend – and not just for the kissing amongst the fruit part).

2. The California-Nevada Odyssey

Another vacation before the age of digital cameras.  I don’t have a single picture of this trip, which will rank up there as possibly my favorite trip of all time.  And Luke wasn’t even there.  My parents took my sister and me on our very last family vacation, just the four of us, the fall before I was married.  They brought us to their favorite places in California and Nevada, and possibly other places.  It was like 20 cities in ten days, an amazingly gorgeous blur.  We went to San Francisco, Monterey, Big Sur, Yosemite, Truckee, Reno, Sacramento… where else?  I’m sure I’m missing something.  We saw amazing views and national parks.  Redwoods so big it made my chest hurt just looking at them.  Beaches and gardens and eucalyptis trees that smelled so strong they made me sneeze.  We saw the Golden Gate bridge through the clouds and had to all buy fleece jackets from street vendors because, holy cow, it’s cold in San Francisco.  It was a perfect trip and I don’t think I’ve ever thanked my parents enough for taking us there.  So thanks Mom, if you’re reading.  That was an awesome vacation.

3. Maine, pretty much anywhere in the state.

I would go anywhere in Maine anytime.  Want to go now?  My family tends to go to the southern part of the state – Wells, Ogunquit, York – every summer.  The beaches and the scenery, the shopping and the eating, I’ll take it all.  Last year we went to Old Orchard Beach for the first time; I fell in love with that area, too.  I’ve been to Portland (so beautiful and funky) and Bar Harbor (gorgeous!) and so many places in between.  A sailboat ride out of Belfast?  That was pretty darn amazing.  Christmas caroling at a monastery in Kennebunk while the snow sprinkled down on us?  Couldn’t be more perfect.  Eating lobster rolls at Perkins Cove while the waves wash in along the Marginal Way?  Heavenly.

4. Lake George, NY

Although Luke and I went camping in Lake George one summer when bike week wasn’t happening, the last several times we’ve been there it’s been during Americade, the annual motorcycle week at the Lake.  Even with all the people and bikes, Lake George is gorgeous and the whole lakes area is amazing to see.  The roads wind on forever.  You must go.  You will not be disappointed.

5. New Hampshire (all of it)

I feel the same way about New Hampshire as I do about Maine.  Like I was born a bit too far south and really I was meant to live further north.  I love new Hampshire and have never had a bad trip there.  Even the year we rode up to bike week in Laconia and it rained the ENTIRE WEEK.  We managed to find some great B&Bs to dry out in, and some fun restaurants to spend time in.  We even got to ride up Mount Washington on the bike first thing in the morning when the road was freshly groomed and the sky was clear on the only dry day of the week. That was pretty amazing.  We’ve hiked in the White Mountains, camped all over, stayed in some cozy motels by Lake Winnipesaukee.  It’s all been great.  I love NH.

So that’s it.  I know I should have listed Andover, CT as my favorite place to vacation since that’s where I spend 90% of my vacations, and I do love to have a week at home to relax and get things done, but there’s nothing like leaving responsibility and dirty dishes at home and taking off to someplace new.

So tell me, where are your five favorite places to vacation?

We’re Back!

Maybe I’m being punished for taking two vacations back-to-back, maybe I’m destined to catch a nasty, mean head cold every June, who knows, but I’m back from my double-the-fun vacation and I feel like I rode underneath the car the whole way home from Maine.

We had an awesome time and I took a ton of pictures, so while I lay on the couch and die of agony, please enjoy some shots of my week.

First, Airheads at the Aerodrome – camping in Milan, NY at the beautiful Wilcox Park…

A beautiful morning over our tents.

Waiting in line for dinner.

Friends and music.

Molly’s long-lost twin. She rode in a sidecar!

Now, switch gears to Maine with my mom, my sister, and her boys…

We fell in love with Old Orchard Beach.

And took about 140 pictures while we were there, it was just so pretty!

We splashed and played.

We even had fun on the cloudy days.

And I’m especially going to miss the sunrise view from my balcony.

Despite the evil plague that I’m under at the moment, it was a fantastic week and I’m not looking forward to getting back in the groove of work and responsibility and laundry and all that. But I am glad to be home again. I didn’t see Molly for a week and I was seriously missing my puppy contact. I practically stalked the poodle at Airheads, she was so cute, and yesterday when a sweet pointer-looking dog wandered over to the stand where we were having ice cream, I practically forced her to sit at my feet so I could scratch her ears and look into her sweet doggie face. Speaking of sweet doggie face, someone’s making powerful eye contact, trying to get me to step away from the computer.

If you want to see some more shots from the week, all the Airheads pictures are here.

And all the Maine pictures are here. (Beware: many, many Old Orchard Beach shots.)