August 25, 2014 at 3:17pm
It's been 13 days?
Well, first there was the frenetic week of editing and posting almost 300 photos at facebook.
Then last week my left leg (the former "good" one) lay me low. Pain! No swelling or bruising but with my history of blood clots...
My appointment is 9/9.
On Wednesday last I went to the Roxy to watch the French film Stranger at the Lake... L'inconnu du lac (2013) ...a murder thriller. Hitchcockian in some ways. Mixed emotions as to what worked or didn't.
Really liked Pierre Deladonchamps as Franck and Patrick d'Assumçao as Henri.
Saturday I went with Joyce to the Vaudeville show in Phillipsburg. Extremely well done. I was impressed with Thain Bertin and how he sang "Figaro". Also loved the duet of "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park" with Reid Reimers in 7 inch heels pirouetting in a pink frilly dress and pink parasol. He's tall to begin with! With heels easily over 7'.
I did get to connect with Nick who begins Law school this week. Gave him the suits I've saved for him; one less item on my check list.
On my list: phone issues remain. Must get rid of phone. Did call my mother and aunt though. Keeping in touch is important.
The weather was rainy and cool, even cold, for a few days. Now summer will return for a brief run. Fire Season is over... thank God. I'll be able to go outside and breathe this autumn.
September forecast is colder than normal but this is Western Montana and we get caught between NW monsoons (think Oregon and Washington) and Canadian wintry blasts. Hard to say which we'll get. If we are on the line there will be snow in the mountains... there has already been some north and east of here.
The break in the heat meant that my room finally cooled down and I even got to wear pajamas!
August 12, 2014 at 3:46pm
Summer slogging and dreaming.
|Slogging and dreaming.
Slogging through the daily routines. It's been on the hot side and my place does not cool off until after midnight. But... I'm doing okay.
Dreaming. As in, armchair planning of trips. Japan is on my list. Eastern Europe is waiting for a look-see and Senegal must not be forgotten!
Much more relaxing than the actual trip.
Being interested seems to make me more interesting as well. Ran into a young man from Japan yestereve. I actually was able to have a conversation about where I'd like to go and the type of places I'd like to stay (guest houses - minshuku and ryokan - inns). He showed me how to approach a place, take off shoes and then step up, turn around, stoop and turn shoes around pointing out.
Never any real news on the personal level. I stay where it's cool and don't overdo it. Hardly exciting but August was always my month to sit and read. Not my favorite month at all. September however...
August 10, 2014 at 8:20pm
|Reading up on Japan. Flights are $1,200 plus. To Osaka. Daily costs would run $100 - 150. I managed on less than $100 in Norway so I just might be able to pull it off. March may be cheapest for me. Beginning with plum blossoms and ending with cherries.
Fighting with my Samsung tablet and Skype... so I won't dither. I won't be going anywhere too soon. Montana is a welcome vacation. ...As long as I can find a/c on the hottest days. LOL
Pride and Prejudice... Part Deux.
|I took the on-line "What famous novel are you?" test and came up P&P. Ack... I'd just finished reading it. Many of my friends were coming up "To Kill A Mockingbird". And if you are a crusader that makes perfect sense! I also feel for injustice... just not as keenly. I am capable (at my better moments) of seeing the other side. But then,,, so was Atticus.
I did like Eliza in P&P. More piss and vinegar than sweet Jane and not silly like Lydia. She and Darcy made a good match... or at least, an interesting one. The dysfunction of her parents was more realistic though.
I know I should start planning my next trip. It really takes time to get it right. Last trip was too last minute and a plan B was not in place when I needed it most.
I read a bit about Japan (the Alps) last night. Need to resurrect my other past dreams as well.
Need to check plane prices so I'm not too shocked when the time comes.
Until then... might just stay home and chill. Get back into a routine and focus on other issues that get pushed to the side when traveling.
Maybe being more practical (with eyes open) like Eliza would help!
Pride and Prejudice.
|Read the book on my tablet.
About the book:
1. Obviously written in and written about a different time and place.
2. A bit facile with relationships but then maybe that's how society was structured and arrangements were made.
3. Each of the three girls gets a husband just like her in temperament? Bravo and... ouch. Love the Darcys.
4. In some ways the parents are more real. Mismatches are common in the real world.
5. The speech patterns are quaint at times.
I found it a pleasant read and understand now why it was so popular and remains so. There is enough tension to keep it interesting. For nowaday readers there's also that window into a former time. Are the English still that way? Hmm...
About reading it on a tablet.
2. I was okay with how it looked on the page. I understand it can be manipulated for font size, et cetera. A nice feature.
3. It was free!
4. So, I need to load other free items. Hopefully a thesaurus and a language dictionary. Easier to lug the tablet around than books.
5. I can see how it would be easy to read multiple books at the same time.
I'm wearing orange today. Yep. Yesterday was yellow.
I'm reading and getting back into writing and have thousands of photos to edit and post.
I've seen friends and one dear friend will be back in town soon.
Joyce got me out of town on Saturday. That was good in spite of my not feeling 100% (my lower back).
I'm surviving the heat. About 90º during the day and about 55º in the early morning. Dry. I know where to find air-conditioned cool if I need it.
My mood has improved but it still needs work.
Clearing the air
|I'm glad I wrote what I did yesterday. Today I received a facebook message that clarified a particular situation. Now that the air is clear...
What I wrote still stands.
Hard to be friends with people who do not have the same concept of a friendship or any similar relationship.
When I do go back to Costa Rica I'll have to explain to my "friends" what that word means to me personally. First, I'll need to write an article explaining this to ME! And to others. Cultural and personal barriers can be overcome with understanding. But, oh the pain...
When I moved to Montana six years ago (that long?) I told some people that I don't have friends. Hurt a few... But in some ways it was true back then and to an extent still is.
Friendship is a precious commodity.
And like a fine wine must be chosen and aged properly.
Maybe I'll just stick to grape juice.
Do I bother to go back someday?
So many views...
...of so much trash!
Actually, all of it isn't trash. Some old ones are good. My recent blogs have been dreary...
...because I am.
In continued pursuit of that dreariness:
WHY I SHOULDN'T GO BACK
This last visit to Costa Rica was emotionally draining. When I was a student there 40 years ago I swore I'd never go back! And I didn't for 35 years.
Why the upsets this time?
1. I'm NOT family.
2. FAMILY is all that matters.
The word for friendship in Spanish is amistad. The word for friend is amigo.
Ticos don't understand either in a sense that I do.
And because of that I feel neither appreciated nor loved when I visit there.
I realize that friendship is helped by closeness, time spent together, trust, keeping promises.
In Costa Rica none of this matters if you aren't family. So... I always feel frustrated by nice people. Ticos are NICE. Just not trustworthy, intimate or interested in friendships beyond family.
Do I bother to go back someday?
But just to travel, say hello, enjoy myself and not expect to ever develop friendships with folks who do not have the concept beyond words that are empty of any nurturing meaning.
Needing a vacation
|The last month has been emotionally draining. The trip back was uneventful but tiring. Today I'm just out-of-sorts exhausted.
I need a vacation.
A vacation in the sense of "vacate".
Maybe a trip east to Ontario to visit friends or going to Eureka...
I need to:
Just hang out, not travel.
Have no obligations nor responsibilities.
Have no expectations.
And there's the rub... visiting friends may come with expectations.
Maybe I should visit the Cotswolds, a place I've never been, and do nothing but walk, take pictures and write. A cottage with a resident cat or dog would do well. A quaint village would suit me fine.
No tourists, no excitement, nowhere to go or be other than just to be.
I may just settle on Missoula. Afterall, I've been on the road for three months out of four. I'm very tired and feeling withdrawn.
Yep. I need to vacate.
Amazed how different it is. A colonial town with a vibrant turist scene. Hot. Humid. Horses... everywhere. Carriages and carts. Stray dogs. A pig in the market. Courtyards.
I enjoyed the brief rain.
But now trying to survive under a fan.
I always survive.
Nicaragua was plan N. Not well planned at all.
Bus trip was long and dusty although talking to Lorraine, age 60 from York, and her young 30 year old travel companion from Perth, was nice.
I should come back. ♥
Passion or the lack thereof
|Not sure where this entry will go.
I sit on a couch looking at the time and wondering if any of this matters.
My blog entries have been mostly bummers. My journal more detailed but less negative. I keep most of my angst here and not on facebook.
It would be nice to write an insightful entry.
I used to...
I used to do lots of things.
Passions over the years included gardening. Both as a child (age 9-21) and later when I dressed up the place I rented and when I bought a house (34-51) and occasionally in-between and after. I now have geraniums and jade trees.
I read alot as a child after age 10. Now, the opportunities come and go. I have many poetry books. And far too many others that must find new homes.
I started writing in 1999. Wrote a lot after 2002. Started my journal in 2003, my blog in 2005. Still write but not much since 2012.
I wanted to travel when I was 11. Went on my first roadtrip when I was 19... to Connecticut. Went to school in Kansas and Costa Rica. Lived in Nebraska. From age 26 to 51 I only traveled a bit, mostly by train. Then I moved to Oklahoma, Colorado, Kansas, Montana. I started to travel outside the country in 2009. I started to take pictures... thousands of pictures.
Another passion was giving parties. Mostly in the 80s but for many years after as well. The parties ended in 2003.
What to do now? I'm not feeling passionate about much of anything. I need to rekindle the old flames or find a new one soon. Life without passion isn't worth living. Intense passion or quiet passion. Either will do.
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