Scott's Birthday

I refuse to believe that my kidlets are getting older.  I am willing to celebrate with them, but it's starting to make me feel old.  Jen and Louis drove 2 hours last night to join Cass, Scott, Mister, and I for a dinner in Scott's honor.  We went to Tillmans Roadhouse in the Bishop Arts District and had such a fun time and the food was pretty dang good too.  No birthday cake, but we did have S'mores made with homemade graham crackers, homemade marshmallows, and dark chocolate.  Divine.  It is one of the house specialties and not to be missed if you ever go there.  I am thankful for these moments with my children and their spouses.  They do not happen very often and I treasure them as always.  Happy Birthday Scott -- We love ya tons.  Mister and Lady

An Updo For the Entryway

Every  six months or so we try and do something fun for the house.  The birds in the yard were starting to squawk and glare at us so we went off to get them some bird seed at Lowe's.  While there, we wandered up and down the aisles and found a couple of lights that we really liked and would match the colors in our home.  They didn't have them in stock so we went home and ordered them.  One is for the entryway and the other will go over the dining room table.  The entryway one is finished and I sure do like it.  The dining room will take a bit longer as Mister has to totally move the existing connection and the make ceiling repairs of course.  Isn't it pretty though?

Caribbean - Anguilla/ Puerto Rico/Home Days 5 and 6

Our last day -- today the rooster lets us sleep in -- how nice.  We then clean up the villa and pack our stuff for the trip home.  We have to run a few errands like gas for the car, bank for cash for the ferry, etc.  As we are driving into The Valley to go to the bank, I ask Mister to pull over so that I can snap a picture of the goats.  I have not mentioned the goats -- they are EVERYWHERE.  We laughed as we drove because I would say, "Goats on the road."






While in The Valley, we found the Valley Bistro and stopped in for brunch.  It was perfectly delightful and we visited with a local realtor who shared information with us on purchasing land on the island.  This little cafe is perfect - next trip we will try their late night crepes.

Dang, it is time to return the car and catch our ferry.  One last look back at our villa from the ferry pier and it was time to go.

Our ferry ride takes us back to St. Martin and a cab ride to the airport for our flight to San Juan.

It was hard to say good-bye to Anguilla.  We know that we will return and hopefully soon.

 Next view - San Juan.

We arrive in San Juan and a quick cab ride later are back in Old San Juan.  After checking into the Sheraton, we go directly to the Cafe Cuatro Sombras for a repeat visit.  From there, a short walk through the city takes us to St. Germain for dinner.  We order a dinner for two which is amazing and thoroughly enjoy our evening there.  This is a great place and comes highly recommended by us.  After dinner, we check out the Old Harbor Brewery, a local microbrewery.






While at the brewery, a jazz jam was taking place and Mister was totally caught up in it.  They were quite good and it made the evening all the more pleasant.











The next day - our flight to Boston at 6 a.m.  Ick.  We arrived to a snowy day in Boston, had brunch at the airport and then on to Dallas and home.

Caribbean - Anguilla Days 3 and 4

Sunday morning, beautiful ocean breeze, sound of waves hitting the beach, and a ROOSTER???  Yep, that was our alarm clock and after the annoyance wore off, we actually found it quite comical.  After all, who wants to miss the beautiful sunrises on the ocean?  Certainly not us.










First things first - down to the beach for the morning.  I mean, seriously, isn't this why we are here?  We grab the camera for a few shots of the villa and "private" beach.  Is this not perfect?

Check out the water.  The colors are amazing.  So many incredible shades of blue and green that the camera does not even do justice to it.  Mister always laughs at me because I won't put many pictures of me on the blog -- well here goes -- 54 and in a swimsuit no less.  Tell me that isn't brave.

 Perfect way to spend the morning.  It is warm out and such a treat to start the day this way.  I know I will miss it greatly when we return home.  Mister looks like he could be sleeping in the water.



I walk down the beach to the dolphin habitat and talk with the trainers about their program.  They let me walk out onto the platform and see the animals and how they work with them.  What a treat.  I discover that they offer experiences in the afternoons and so go back to the villa to talk to Mister about doing one.  He thinks it is a great idea and so we walk into town to sign up for one the next day at noon.  Then, we start to walk down to the grocery store to grab a few things but discover that since it is Sunday it is closed so with a change in plan, we decide to cut across the point on foot to Rendezvous bay for some lunch and reggae music.  After an hour, we finally find the water again, only to discover that we are still a very long way from the beach as we are in a rocky area.  Ugh.  We give up and head back to the house for a couple of cheese sandwiches and another swim and naps.

Later in the evening, Mister goes off to rent a car but returns with a taxi for dinner and a car pick up for the morning.  We go to E's Oven for an absolutely scrumptious dinner - seriously -- it was so very good.  Back to the villa and off to sleep until the rooster crows.

The next morning Mister is off to get the car around 7:30 and we are off for our adventure this morning.  We head into The Valley for some breakfast and sightseeing that doesn't quite work out.  It is Monday and many things are closed - drat.  We grab some carrot cake and juice at a local store and head for Rendezvous Bay.  After a few attempts at locating the beach access road, we finally succeed and are rewarded with an empty beach.  Oh my.  It is so incredibly beautiful.

After a walk down the beach, I find a spot to sit while Mister heads into the water.  I am staying out of the water for now as I will be in for at least an hour at noon.  I am under a coconut tree and truly enjoying just watching the waves on the shore.  They are such a translucent aquamarine color as they break - quite impressive to watch.







A couple of hours later, we drive back to the villa for some lunch and to get ready for me to go and play with the dolphins.  When we arrive, we discover that the trainer wants to work with 3 dolphins at once - something rarely done with guests.  I feel very lucky to be in the right place at the right time.  Mister plants himself on the platform to take pictures and into the water I go.  I cannot express how very incredible this was.  These magnificent animals are so very intelligent that even when I was not sure what I was doing, they led the way and taught me what to do.  Looking into their eyes was perhaps my favorite part of the hour - but being in the water with them all by myself is something I will never forget.

They would come to me for touches, to be held, to talk, to play, to spin, and to let me tickle them.  I have not giggled so hard in such a long time and yet been so in awe.

Perhaps my favorite moments were playing with them.  As I splashed them, they would splash me back by throwing water at me with their mouths.  To be in the ocean playing like this -- what an adventure.  I have seen people swimming in tanks with dolphins before, but never out in the ocean like this - I know the water looks like a pool, but it is not.

 At times, the dolphins would put on small shows for me by jumping or swimming as quickly as they could.  I have seen dolphins jump in the wild down near Galveston as well as on cruise ships, but nothing can compare to this.  I mean, I was right there with them.

I was treated to three methods of letting them transport me through the water.  One was with me holding two of them by the dorsal fin and letting them pull me.  The second was with a single animal swimming on her back and letting me hold onto the pectoral fins (called a tummy swim) as I laid on top of her.  The final method was for two of the dolphins pushing the bottoms of my feet with their beaks propelling me straight out of the water at a top speed.  Wow.  Not to be topped.

 I was sad when our time ended, but it is a memory I will treasure forever.  My new found friends waved good-bye as I had to go and gave me a round of applause.  What can possibly top this?





When I was finished, we went back to the villa, changed clothes and headed to the northeast part of the island to visit Shoals Bay -- the number one beach in the world.  It did not let us down.  I am simply going to let the pictures speak for themselves.

When the afternoon was over, we once again returned to the villa to change clothes.  From there, we went to Meads Bay for dinner at the Straw Hat.  We sat right on the beach in probably the coolest restaurant setting I have ever been in.   What beauty to have seen today - we are truly blessed.

Hello Caribbean - Puerto Rico/Anguilla Days 1 and 2

Let me start this entry by saying that Anguilla is much like Iceland in many ways and the absolute opposite in others.  They are both minimally populated islands per square mile.  The food on both is amazing.  The "attraction" is the land itself and not a bunch of man-made tourist stops.  The service is impeccable.  The stark, but good, differences are:  one island wears black clothing while the other wears white and colors.  The people are reserved in Iceland and very open in Anguilla, but both are desirable.  One had a cold outside temperature and incredible warm waters and the second had warm outside temperatures and cooler ocean waters (although still delightful, just not hot).  That is it!  Perhaps Anguilla was not as spotlessly clean as Iceland, but that was easily overlooked as one enjoyed the cultural differences.  We will be making this an annual destination for a good many years to come.

After the holidays, I was actually ready for some quiet time and so suggested a beach trip.  Normally I am not one to just hang out on the beach so this was a big step for me.  I searched for an island that would not have a ton of people or cruise ships and discovered Anguilla.  What a gem!  I searched and discovered that it would take some work, but we could get there and see if it was really all that it was said to be.  So, a week prior, we contacted Patsy's Seaside Villas and managed to find an opening for a weekend.  A few searches later and we discovered the flights would work and so decided to go for it.  Since this was a break, we didn't take many pictures either but we would like to share a few highlights with you.




We left Dallas on Friday evening and flew to Boston.  Yes, it does seem as though we were going the wrong way but we were catching a red eye to Puerto Rico.  When we arrived in Boston, we had a short time to grab a bite to eat and then leave for San Juan.  It was raining when we left and so here is our departure shot:






We arrived in San Juan at 4 in the morning and took a cab down to Old San Juan to drop our bags at the Sheraton Old San Juan Hotel where would be staying at on the following Tuesday.  They stored them for us so that we could wander around the area for a few hours during our layover.  We walked out down among the cruise ship piers and settled into the Plaza de Immigrante to wait for daylight.  After a short wait, we wandered up the blue-bricked roads into the city and found some coffee and headed out for the day.  The colors of the houses are varied and we commented that it reminded us of New Orleans with the iron balconies.  We passed the Castillo San Cristobal but it was still too early for it to be open so we continued west along the ocean passing La Perla along the way.                                                                                            
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

The day is absolutely beautiful and looking out onto the ocean is so soothing to the eyes and ears.  What an effect it has on the soul.  As we continued on our way, we came to the Santa Maria Magdalena de Pazzis Cemetery.  This is right up against the shoreline and has some of the most intriguing graves and tombstones.  The light is amazing at this early time and we enjoy the quiet and solitude that the place offers.

The next stop on our walk is the Castillo San Felipe del Morro.  It was built from 1579 to 1786 and was key to keeping the island safe as it had control over the harbor.  As we approach the walls, we noticed many little nooks which were areas used by the guards to watch over the island.  I walked down into one of the sentry boxes and peeked out through the small windows to see the view that was available to the guard on duty.  It is minimal at best.

We continue towards the fort and as the sun comes up, the place looks absolutely picturesque.  What fun.

A nice shot of the lighthouse:

Just before entering the fort we heard the squawks of birds overhead and looked up to see a flock of parrots landing on the lawn and the fort walls.  They are brilliant green and seem quite content to be out this morning.






We spent over an hour wandering around the fort and getting a glimpse into a life we have no full comprehension of.  To even begin to understand how it was back then is impossible for us today.  At least it is for me.  I cannot imagine how difficult it must have been and have nothing but admiration for the people that survived that time and guaranteed future generations the life they have today.  As we were wandering the fort, we came upon a staircase simply named "triangle staircase".  It led down to the Water Battery where the cannons were kept.

The walls of the fort are 18-25 feet thick, up to 60 feet tall in places, and rises 145 feet above the ocean.  It is a labyrinth of rooms, staircases, tunnels, and towers.

 Upon leaving the fort, we went cross country towards the harbor to walk along the Paseo del Morrow, a trail that follows La Muralla, the outside wall.  The only entry back into the city is at the Puerta de San Juan - a large red door built into the wall.  From there we follow the Paseo de le Princesa passing La Fortaleza (the Governors Mansion which is the blue building in the picture) and Raices (a beautiful fountain with a bronze sculpture).

The morning has ended quickly and so we hunt down a quick coffee and snack before we need to head back to the airport for our afternoon flight.  As we are walking back towards the hotel we find Cafe Cuatro Sombras, a cute little coffee shop serving authentic Puerto Rican coffee and delicious sandwiches.  We enjoy a couple of cold drinks and a chicken salad sandwich, head back to the hotel, pick up our bags, and grab a cab back to the airport.  Time to head to Saint Martin/Sint Marteen for the next segment of our trip.  It's been a nice day here in San Juan - plenty still to do on another trip here.



 Once at the airport, we have a short wait for our flight and so we settle in and people watch for awhile.  When we arrive in St. Martin, we are flying in right over the heads of people on the beach as they have a very short runway.  I have never experienced a landing quite like this one as once we are on the ground, the plane slows and then does a complete 180 degree turn right on the runway to taxi back to the terminal.  Very strange indeed.

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We quickly pass through customs, exit the airport, and grab a taxi to the ferry on the other side of the island.  Once we arrive there, we purchase our tickets and go through another immigration check as we are now leaving the country.  In and out stamps for the passports all within an hour.

The ferry crosses to Anguilla in less than 1/2 an hour and we then have just a short 10 minute walk to our villa at Patsy's.  After some confusion with our arrival, we head to our room and breathe the fresh air, open all windows to let the ocean breeze in, check out the view from our balcony, and head down to the nearly private beach.  Let the relaxation begin.

While we are walking, the sun is starting to set and the magic of the beach takes over.  We walk to the point and back sinking our feet into the powdery white sand and listening to the soft lap of the ocean.

Upon our return, we find a great little restaurant next door to us and right on the beach.  It is called the Ferry Boat Inn and has villas as well.  The t-shirts are FBI and I chuckle over this for quite awhile.  We visit with many Brits staying at the Inn and discover that it is very common for people return here annually, many for over 20 years now.  After simply a few hours here, we already can understand why.  Christian, the bartender, serves us his own recipe of rum punch and it is absolutely divine.  The entire evening is amazing and we end by walking back up the beach to our place.  Yes!  Just what we wanted.