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September…in San Diego

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Flips in Long Beach

It’s September. In my New York-raised brain that means so very many things to me. It means the influx of cinnamon and pumpkin spiced everything. It means back to school, last lifeguard whistles and nerves for the impending school year. It means nights begin to get shorter, evenings become crisp and Facebook® feeds fill with questions of the best apple picking, hayrides or other fall festival activities. It means pollen counts rise and allergies arrive as my itchy eyes notify me of ragweed’s arrival before any weather person can. It means dread appears in the impending winter and trying to figure out where to book a holiday to avoid the onslaught of snow, ice and cold that makes my face hurt. It starts the thought of a winter with layers for outside and the need to have the speed of a NASCAR driver to remove said layers inside before the overheating process begins. September means holidays, fall sports and a new year. September also means my birthday. Read the rest of this entry

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It’s June

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the gift of travel...at the beach in Coronado, San Diego

As a former teacher, I can remember that feeling of knowing you made it to this month and how that was an accomplishment in itself. The calendar turns to the start of summer and the countdown of school days left reaches single digits. Seniors see graduation in the near future while the insanity that is June hits all parts of the school community. Finals and proms, retirement parties and banquets, inductions and picnics, yearbooks and report cards and everything in between make their way through the districts. Read the rest of this entry

Remembering Sandy

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Long Beach 2012 - thegiftoftravel.wordpress.com“Crash, crack, smash!” – Two years ago, Hurricane Sandy slammed our shores. In a few short hours, the ocean met the bay and Long Beach was under water without electric or clean water and ‘shelter’ took on a brand new meaning. One night’s damage would take years from which to recover. For weeks and months on end help came from everywhere and in all forms. The kindness of strangers never ceased to amaze me. Read the rest of this entry

It’s October!

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It’s October!

October is here and I find myself already yearning for summer’s sunshine and adventures far beyond my post code. The temperature is dropping a bit and mornings are cooler than middays. Leaves are turning from their summer green to autumn reds and oranges and the pumpkin explosion assaults every sense whether walking through a festival or supermarket. Parks seem filled with apple ciders, pumpkin carving demos and if it’s not Halloween displays in stores they’re already getting set for the December holidays-seriously? Where did summer go?

I’m a flip flop fan who thrives on sunshine and sea breezes and gains strength with every passing wave. Seagulls seemed to have made a permanent home outside my building on the beach just waiting for the few beach-goers to bring them something yummy to eat. Surfers still hit the waves in search of that sweet spot while autumn sunsets continue to astound with their colourful designs. Yet, I still am ready for adventure. My mom always told me that I often thought the ‘grass was always greener’ somewhere else. When I was younger, I definitely thought she was correct and often wanted to fly the coop to see life’s happenings in other places. Today, though, I am more than happy and contented with life on the ocean and feel blessed and regularly lucky to have the opportunities, friends and adventures that I’ve had. Days are filled with smiles (mostly) and nights are spent feeling lucky, enjoying life and of course, plotting the next adventure! Read the rest of this entry

It Feels Like Summer!

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IMG_0601It’s starting. As I look out my window on Azores beach, I see them. The people have arrived. Just a few more each day, they’re venturing out of the winter blues and the short lived but pollen filled spring to plant their toes in the sand and their hearts near the sea. Beach passes are being sold in the center of town; I’m already in possession of two. The trucks have arrived. The bright green sand flattener guy rolls by each morning flattening the work of the tide from the night before.

Now come the scooper trucks. Bright yellow in hue, they are here too. Starting to build the sand dunes that should halt destruction if the ocean surges again as she did in October of 2012, they build. They beep as they back up heading to pick up more sand to put in its protective place. Read the rest of this entry