Sandcastle Days this past weekend was, I think, the best ever with the most “castles” I have seen. [Read more…] about Sandcastle Days in South Padre
Roar at the Shore
If this blog doesn’t make sense, it is because I am sleepy. You see, this past weekend was the “Roar at the Shore—Bikers’ Weekend,” on South Padre Island. Now, let me clarify. I am NOT a biker and I didn’t ride into the wee hours of the morning. Instead, I lie listening to the thousands of motors rumbling down Padre Blvd. [Read more…] about Roar at the Shore
Entertaining Family
Summer Time and the living is easy—–and HOT. Having a good week. I have family visiting, and of course, we are doing all the local stuff, i.e. Mexico shopping, eating lots of seafood, swimming, beaching, and catching up on the prior year’s events.
We went to Nuevo Progresso yesterday, and shopped ‘til we dropped, but had plenty of guacamole and margaritas to sustain us. Today, it was a ride on the beach, and shopping on the island, along with swimming, and just hanging out.
Next week, I’ll get back to working on book 3. It has all come together now, and before long I’ll share a little with you. In the meantime, enjoy your summer, and stay cool!
Sights in Deep South Texas
Driving along Highway 100 in deep South Texas between South Padre Island and Harlingen there is not a tremendous amount of pretty scenery except in the spring when the yuccas are showing off their beautiful white, frothy blooms.
Spring Break on the Island
Ahhh. Spring break on South Padre Island. Not a bad place to be, even if you aren’t 18 or 20 years old. So, today we cranked up the hot tub and enjoyed the sun and warm weather right here in the backyard so we could just think we are “breakers.” It is nice to be home for awhile. I know I said I would write more about Dubai as well as my visit to Oman, but that has to wait until next week. Spring Break calls right now. [Read more…] about Spring Break on the Island
Ready To Go Home
Who says we don’t have a lot to learn in our old age? In these two winter months I have been in my condo in New Mexico. This Texas flatlander has learned loads about living in the cold, dry mountain air.
Since I am used to the humidity of South Padre Island, my skin has gone into shock!! It is so dry, I itch!! Not a little, casual itch, a major want to scratch off the skin ITCH. A “local” told me to get baby oil, and that was really good advice. It works extremely well, though I must admit I leave the soft fragrance of a fresh, newly diapered baby’s butt everywhere I go.
Maybe that young guy the other night at the casino wasn’t flirting after all; maybe I reminded him of his wife and newborn he had left at home!!
Another factor I have had to get used to, and haven’t quite conquered is the difference in altitude. Although I am much more acclimated now than when I arrived, I still huff and puff a little climbing the hill from the bottom of the condo complex to the top.
Several years ago I went over to play golf at Cloudcroft, about 30 miles away (elevation: 8,700) and I asked the lady in the pro shop if it was okay if we walked, knowing some golf courses require golfers to rent their carts. She looked at me and without smiling said, “If you think you can.”
I hesitated for a second, not understanding and went on my merry way. When I finished the first hole, I totally understood, and when I completed nine holes, I caught a ride with a friend who had opted for a cart and rode back to the clubhouse not sure I was going to live. There is no magic lotion for this problem, except I guess to get fit and in tiptop shape. Oh well, I’m leaving soon, so why start now??
And a couple of other things I now know: ice is really slick and deer in the road don’t really care if your car is bigger than them. Maybe someday I will spend the winter again in the mountains, but not until I get really hot, until my bare feet blister, and until fish walk in front of my car. Until then, I think I will see Santa deliver my toys in his boat, hang icicle lights on my palm trees, and eat fried shrimp on New Year’s. It’s been fun, but I’m ready to go “home.”