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Sure. I write like I talk. Some say that’s pretty strange, but it’s the way I write, I mean talk, well you catch my drift.
During my ramblings, I throw in a capital letter that I’ve been asked about now and then. I guess I should explain my use of the English language. It’s pretty easy if you think about it. I like some words and they have emotion, so they are treated as proper words.
When I write about Love, it is why the “L” is a capital because it’s special to me. The same as Earth, Planet or anything else that is “Proper” in context as to what I’m writing about.
I know, it’s not proper English, but it shows proper respect to words of emotion, words of Love and words that we the people of this amazing Planet connect with.
So when I talk and I emphasize a word with a capital, you’ll know that I’m just giving that word the proper respect that it deserves in the context of the writing. So that’s another suspected typo that you don’t have to worry about.
While I’m on it, I don’t spell very well and my phrasing is not so good either. I think I have a grasp of the words there, their and they’re, but even with that knowledge I may throw that in the mix because sometimes, not very often, but just sometimes, I don’t use them correctly. The cool thing is, that when you read it, you’ll be able to roll right by it if you don’t get hung up on the part that it’s the wrong there that I wrote their.
The spelling thing, as mentioned above has always been a problem. Yep, I’ve got the spell check thing going, but even then it will correct me with another spelling that could be changed to even a different word. Then it doesn’t make any sense at all, but if you stay in context, you will be able to figure out what I was trying to say, or get close anyway.
Which brings up proof reading… Yes, I proof read my stuff. “Sure,” you say, but it’s true. But in my mind, with the way I spell and conjugate and break the rules of the English language my, mind just over looks my mistakes and moves right down to the “post” button and that’s about all I can say about that.
So with all that said, I think you’ll feel better about all the so called mistakes that I will make in my blog posts. Sometimes it even makes me laugh too. The point is to get my point across in my own words, in my own style and I know that you will be able to read it and get the drift of what I’m talking about.
Anyway, I’m off to bed. Thinking of all of you and wishing you well. I sail tomorrow and will continue to share my thoughts now and then.
Best of luck to all of you and hold each other tight. Love each other and share it with all you meet. Support the arts and give extra special care to those less fortunate than yourself
Remember as John Lennon once said, “And in the end, the Love you take is equal to the Love you make.”
Posted on November 18, 2016 – Reposted December 20,2016 on the correct blog site. I’m a goof too…
(Time to catch up this blog. Sorry for the delay.)
No need to wake up early, but it seems that that’s not really an option. There is just something about laying in bed and feeling the vibration of the thrusters blasting out sea water and sand as you pull into dock.
Sure, I lay there for a bit saying, “Go back to sleep Pablo. We are spending the night here in Bermuda so there’s no hurry to get up and get rolling. Just roll over and go back to sleep.” But in a very dark room I can’t wait to peek out of the curtains and see what there is to see. It’s kind of like unwrapping a gift. You just can’t wait to see it. No matter what it is.
Once I peek outside, that’s it. I’m up. The light smacks me up the side of the head the colors of the light blue sea and the of the low island ready to explore. Time to call room service for coffee, cream and honey, slip on my robe and wait. The morning has begun and I’m in Bermuda for a bit over 24 hours I’m ready for it.
Pat and I have never been to Bermuda. We have plans. Get off the ship, explore the island a bit, find a beach, go to Hamilton, check out the Gosling Rum Distillery, find a place for dinner and then just go with the flow for the rest of our time here…
Aggressive agenda you say? Yep. You’re right. We got off the ship. We found Horseshoe Beach… Well, that’s about it. We found paradise, poked our toes in the sand and jumped in the crystal clear sea and that was it. Was it enough? For that day, that moment in history, that precious, intoxicating, blink of a life… Yes it was.
We are always flexible when we travel, which we do all the time for fun and business. It’s the only way for us to keep sane while we gather experiences. It’s fun. It’s also moments of frustration, and it’s feelings of victory over our feelings and limitations of our self inflicted schedule, it’s experiencing Peace in the moment and then enjoying the reflection of, “If we had not done that then we would not have gotten this.” We love that kind of stuff. So it was in Bermuda. More lessons and a major GREAT time with Pete and Iva.
So truly, it was a simple day in Bermuda. Once off the ship, we stopped by a store on the dock and saw a bottle of Hennessy White which is very hard to find. It’s not for us, but a special gift for a friend we know in Myrtle. Pat made a note of it and then we headed out to the transportation area to see if we could catch a cab to somewhere. Yep, it was easy.
We found a driver to take us the 45 minutes to Horseshoe Beach. A great place to start our day and adventure in Bermuda. It was a 10 passenger van and we waited until it was full. Once full, the driver headed out of the port area and we started our day.
It was a beautiful drive. We drove by old buildings, and some beautiful bays and anchorages as well as a mooring field that had my name all over it. Tucked away, comfy and peaceful. I was ready to move Panacea there in a flash. The driver helped with information along the way and soon we were pulling into the drop off area for the beach. After four days at sea, and many, many days in Europe, a white sandy beach was just the ticket for the four of us…
Horseshoe Beach is a very welcoming place to stop. It has everything, rental umbrellas and chairs, a snack bar, a bar and a guy named Paul that could play the heck out of the steel drums. It was just him with some tracks behind him, but we were in paradise.
There were so many great views that I had a very hard time figuring out what pics to take. CellGrasp came in VERY handy in all the shots. No sand, no water, no dropping, it was a secure day that’s for sure. Not to say, as always, that I didn’t see so many people being very careful not to drop their phones. Sometimes I wish I traveled with a bull horn and wore a vest with small ones on the right and large ones on the left and I’d yell out, “Start the line to the right.”
Sure, I want to sell my little CellGrasps, but my main goal is to solve the problem that cellphone users don’t even know they have until they drop their phone. Yep. It happens all the time. So it’s trying to sell seat belts before they made it a law to have them. Now there’s an idea, maybe I can make it a law that you have to have a CellGrasp to save your digital lifestyle, your camera, your contacts, your emails, your data… Yea, a law. This day and age, ANYTHING is possible.
So kicking back on the beach was great. We talked about leaving and going to Hamilton, the Gosling Factory, yada, yada, yada… Nope. It just didn’t happen. Sun, water, sand… It got the best of us, again. We stayed and stayed.
Until the time that we had to move on. Sure, we could have pushed it and headed to other places on the island, but we just weren’t into pushing it anywhere. We had officially slipped into “Island Time.” No complaints. It’s a great place to be and it seems to come so naturally for this hedonistic body of mine.
You know, I have to tell you the truth. After all the sea days and all the other days and all the days in general, we were ready to chill on a beach. It happens and when it does, nothing else matters. When conditions are this perfect with the perfect temperature and the perfect place and the perfect people to be with… All the elements were working. It wasn’t even an option to move on. You can see it on Patty’s face.
Well the day came to an end. It was time to head to the ship and move into the night festivities. We grabbed a cab and off we went for the 45 minute trip back to the port.
Once back, we stopped at a small shop to pick up a couple of things and then boarded the ship.
Not much else to report. It was a great evening. Once back in our cabin, hot showers, short naps and then out and about for the evening. Dinner at the steak house tonight. GREAT. It was one of Pat’s perks for becoming a Diamond sailor. Yep, she’s had 25 Carnival cruises and she gets a free dinner. Now that’s a perk huh! It was Amazing.
The steak house aboard was perfect. The food was impeccable. (I love spell check for that one.) Everything was done perfectly and the staff was top notch to say the least. Our dinner was on the house, but even if it wasn’t, the flat rate for dinner there is $35.00 a person. After experiencing it, that’s a steal.
Yes, yesterday, it was a freaky spooky night on the ship. Halloween, well it was actually October 30th but this was the official “ship” night to celebrate it. I was really shocked and amazed at how many people packed pretty elaborate costumes to wallow in the Spirit. It was very cool and crazy. I loved it.
As all the creepy freaks walked the hallways, restaurants and bars, there were a group of people that gave away tickets to the top 10 best costumes and at the end of the night, in the theater, there was a costume contest. Anything for a party on a ship.
The winner, you guessed it, was a family that dressed up as Carnival cruise ships. It was well deserved. They were a very cool family from kids, parents and grand parents. Wise choice audience…
After a great day with walking, beach, sightseeing, great dinner, ship wondering, it was time for kicking back in the cabin. I do like my cabin. It’s a place that has a great view, no matter where we are and a place to contemplate, meditate, and create. Home away from home. Zzzzzz.
It was nice sleeping at the dock. Pat didn’t sleep as well, she loves the feel of the ship rocking her to sleep. Me too, but I got a real nice sleep. We woke up a little later than normal and took our time getting coffee and breakfast. We left port about noon and we are off for a couple day cruise to New York, our final destination. So a sea day today and a sea day tomorrow and then we dock in New York about 4:30 a.m. Eastern.
I could get used to this cruising lifestyle. At least for a while. No phone, sketchy WiFi, all my needs taken care of, endless smiles from endless people. Well maybe not endless people…
I had a guru of mine tell me once that there are only 200 people in the world. Now that’s in interesting concept. I have noticed since then, and that was 40 years ago, I notice that I do run across the same people over and over again. I guess everyone else walking around in my life, that I don’t make a verbal contact with, are just peripheral entertainment because, I may not see them again. Maybe. I’m not sure, but I’m keeping that concept simmering on the back burner of my mind. It’s hard to tell what the truth is in this Universe, I guess it’s what WE choose and accept to call truth. Maybe that’s it.
It’s been interesting, I’ve collected some pretty cool pics of people shooting pics with their cell phones. The grips are very varied. Very original and very personal. The winner today is the “Four Finger Tip Grip.” I’ve seen people drop their phones and do some amazing catches too. When it’s just out of reach, they throw their body out just to cushion the fall. I love it. Maybe life is about sacrifice.
Soon, very soon, CellGrasp is going to be a common item that people use on a daily basis just to feel the security of being able to use their phone with the confidence and getting better pics and vids AND being able to concentrate on the pictures content and not the grip. Learn more and get yours today at CellGrasp.com.
CellGrasp is one of those items that your cell phone provider forgot to give you with your phone. Maybe they don’t want you to know about this. It is now saving thousands of dollars already by keeping people’s digital lifestyle safe. Get it?
Well tomorrow is Bermuda. I have never been there either. We’ve laid out a plan. We have a day and a night there. We are ready and excited to see what Bermuda will bring. I’m off and running.
Hey, I’m finding that riding on a ship over 1,000 feet long is pretty darn comfy. Although the seas get to 15 or 20, she is cruising pretty nicely. I’ll have to check on getting some of those stabilizer things for Panacea. Smoooooth….
Besides a great view of the ocean, no matter where you look, which is great by the way, the day passes very uneventful. Walking, reading, laughing, telling story, not breaking things, (…and if it gets broken, I don’t have to fix it.), eating, drinking, playing… That about sums up this Sea Day.
The weather is beautiful. We are so blessed to have great weather being created for us. I’ll take it. That’s why we are here. Not a survival sail, a real cruise.Things are rolling right along on the CellGrasp front. We are making some changes, not in design, but in marketing. I’ve met some people that are pretty smart about such things and so we are learning as well as playing.
I do have an interview coming up soon with magician Scott Wells in Texas. He has a pod cast each week on Thursday mornings at 9:00 a.m. If you are a magician, you may want to tune in and subscribe. I’ll also be offering a FREE download from my site, BrotherPaulMagic.com during the pod cast. So tune in and learn as well as get a great deal while I’m on the air.
In any case, I’m going to go find something to do instead of type away my day. I want you all to do the same. Even if you are strapped into a cubical, close your eyes for just 15 seconds. Dream of something amazing that relaxes you and stirs your juices. Take three very deep and slow breathes. Focus on this dream for a couple of more seconds and then SLOWLY open your eyes.
This is, what I call the 15 Second Vacation. You can do it anytime. I’ve done it on stage by using the 7 Second Version. Nobody knows. It’s for me, and you. It will rejuvenate you and give you the magical feeling of Being in the Now. It’s a ritual that I have shared for years. Pat and I have used this, even during a busy show where the tables are jammed with Garlic lovers and we see no end in sight. We look at each other, turn away from the crowd and within 15 seconds, we are back at it with new strength and vigor. You have nothing to loose but 15 seconds. Make ’em count. Every moment counts. Also don’t forget to put that little smile on your face as you remember your vacation. Deal? Deal.
Tomorrow, yet another sea day…
You know, I woke up this morning and realized where we were at. I mean, I know where I’m at, but I don’t really know where I’m at. I’m on a ship, heading west. Connections with the rest of the world are sketchy, but still possible. Lights, food, creature comforts, a TV with a European News Station, BBC News and CNBCI as well as Sky News. It used to have a GPS page, but that’s gone. So we are just cruising west.
I have friends in Switzerland, Pierre and Sonia, that I sent a message to asking for weather. He shot me a graphic on WhatsApp of our location with a note that said, “You are not alone.” Well I guess we are not alone. Sure, all these vessels have a destination, north, south, east or west, but for the time being, we really are not alone. Nothing is in site, but there are things we could bump into.
It does feel pretty good to know that we are just cruising along and don’t have an agenda for the next couple of days. Just walk, talk and take nourishment. Explore our little World and appreciate everything we see, touch, taste and hear.
Our thoughts are wondering to our friends that couldn’t make the trip with us. Judy would have loved everything about this trip except maybe the fast pace of our tours in Europe. We miss her laughter and her sense of humor. Ken wishes her well and Pat will see her on the 9th of November as she goes to do the Fountain Hills Arts & Crafts Festival. She stays with Judy, so they can catch up and such.
Also Pat and Katie are missed too. Pat acquired a health problem a few weeks before departure, so his circumstances kept them in Minnesota. We’ve been able to stay in touch with them throuhg WhatsApp. That truly is an amazing program for staying in touch with people over WiFi. As of this writing, he is on the road to recovery and we always send our Love out to them and we also know for those that know them you are all are standing in the light for a fast and amazing recovery. He sounded great today…
Pulling away from the Azores is a step into the sea. We’ll make landfall again in Bermuda in four days. Time to relax again, and again, and again. It’s a real busman’s holiday. I see some guys varnishing rails below my cabin at chest height. Maybe I could join in for a while… Okay, that was a fleeting thought. I’ll let them continue on. With the amount of wood and rails this vessels has, I’m sure it’s a full time job for a bunch of people.
I’ll just hang out. My plan is to change the strings on my ukulele. They’re due. Plus John and Judi are coming to Florida and I think Judi would be a little ashamed of me if she heard these ol’ strings being plucked. Did I pronounce that right? I think so.
So I’ll stroll the decks, shoot some photos of the ship in the next few days and post them here. She’s a beautiful ship. The Carnival Vista.
Maybe you all should kick back to. Find what makes your heart glow and just do it. Smile. Give thanks and spread your magic, whatever it is. I think that can be some of the best therapy that anyone can do for themselves and the ones around them. There is just something about caring for yourself that makes you shine and the benefit of that is that the ones you connect with will notice your unannounced magic and you will lift them up along the way.
Just think if everyone you meet takes a thread of that magic with them and they lift someone too and so on and so on… Hmmm, sooner or later this Planet will finally leap into the future. As we say on Panacea, “No more borders, No more tan lines.” (It’s the only political statement we make.) This is not our country, this is our World. (Nothing political, just sharing what we’ve learned on this trip.)
As earlier said, my brother Steve and his wife Barbara were stationed in the Azores for a number of years. Well I think the number was three, but I could be wrong. In any case, I remember him saying that he loved it here.Well after checking it out, I have to say I have to agree. This island is amazing. Ponta Delgada. What a place!
We pulled in early just before sunrise. Once I got the boat tied up and… Oh never mind, it wasn’t me that was driving. I have a captain that drives this ship around for me. He’s a Carnival Captain. He seems to know what hes’s doing too. That’s good huh?
In any case, our tour guide was meeting us at 8:00 a.m. That’s early. We worked ourselves down to deck 0 and got off the ship. So far so good. There were 20 or 30, 40 passenger busses ready to load. We were looking for guy that had a 6 passenger car. Jackpot. There he was with a sign that said Patricia West. Now that was easy.
The day was a little dreary. Light rain, fog and coolish. We had our rain stuff so we were ready. Off we went. He took us through town and headed to the mountains. Just what Iva loves. Skinny roads and switchbacks, all the way to the top. She did pretty good too. Her head went down a couple of times and a few grunts and I think I may have heard a small fart, but then again, it could have been me.
The scenery was amazing. I have never seen anything like it before. Maybe in Hawaii, but I really don’t think it was anything like this. It was like exploring Jurassic Park. The cattle roamed free. No barns. In fact when they need milking, they bring the pumps to the herd. Then the milk is taken to a central place.
They “LIVE” the fact that what you put on the plants and earth will wash off and into the water supply and oceans. So when the water gets polluted, the moss grows on the top, which shades the bottom and things die and the eco system changes and then nature is off balance. Do you know what they figured out to do about that? They thought about it for about 10 minutes or so and decided to not put pesticides and junk on the plants and earth. Guess what? That works. They work with nature. They don’t change the way the water flows. They protect and nurture nature because with out nature, we are all doomed. Their land, fields and waters flourish. What a concept.
So what I learned is that we can fix our land, lakes and seas by doing nothing. Let nature do what she does and the only job we need to do is to not break the system of nature. It just seems easy to me.
We explored cliffs that dropped thousands of feet down. We saw panoramic views that can’t be captured on camera, just in our minds and hearts. We walked paths that went to the views that were sprinkled with cement tables and stools with a bbq pit near by each of them where people of the town can take their families and enjoy the day together cook a meal and bathe in the wilderness. They cherish life and nature.
We enjoyed a walk into the forest to finally come to a natural hot springs that is used by many. I only had to pick up one piece of paper on our walk. I do that all the time, but I wasn’t surprised to see it was a candy wrapper from the USA. I’m not saying an American dropped it, but it was kind of a poetic moment for me.
We visited a tea factory that has been in operation since 1884. Did you know that tea plants live for 90 years and they just keep trimming the leaves off of them to make tea? I asked my guide how long does a tea plant take to grow to the point of being able to be trimmed. He said, “That’s a good question. No one that he knows has ever had to plant a tea plant. They just keep trimming them.” Makes sense. It had to be someone’s great grandpa or earlier person that planted the fields. I’m the master of stupid questions.
It was getting to the point we needed food. We talked to the driver and he said he had so much more to show us, but if we wanted food, he would take us to a place where they cook local food. They specialize in a stew that is traditional to the island. All types of meats potatoes and veggies that are put in a pot in a hole in the floor with hot coals. It cooks for 6 or 8 hours then served.
I didn’t want all of that meat, so Pat and I went for the fish. Some had the beef and Iva, of course went for the stew. It was an amazing site to see. Not the stew we were expecting. No watery stew, it was all meat, potatoes and veggies. What a plate to see. Our fish was amazing. Rumor is that the beef was a little tough. No one went away hungary though. Also they grow pineapple here too. It was recommended that we have pineapple for desert. Well how different can a pineapple be. Holly Shit! It was the most amazing pineapple I’d ever put into my mouth. I love pineapple, plus it’s very good for you too, but this was nothing like I’ve never had before.
Time was running short. We needed to get back to the ship. Of course our guide has seven apartments that he rents out, so he wasn’t really worried to much about our departure time. But off to the ship we went. It was a day I will never forget. By the way, there are no snakes on the island. What a plus.
We have to sail away tomorrow. Dang. Pat and I are going to go back to that island one day. It has a direct flight, 4.5 hours from Boston. I think it has to be done. We need to spend a few weeks right here on Ponta Delgada, Azores.
Tomorrow, the beginning of four sea days to Bermuda. The low is settling down and we will be out of it very soon Smooth sailing ahead.