Thursday, March 13, 2008
PLAN B
The Dearly Beloved worked very hard for several weeks to plan a great vacation in Argentina, the scene of the cutting of the mustache a year ago.But it turned out that Buenos Aires has become a very popular destination for many different reasons, not the least of which is that the dollar is still very strong there.
So popular, there were no seats available on ANY flight to Buenos Aires on a certain major airline she happens to work for. So instead of standing by for every flight, and possibly spending our entire vacation at an airport, we opted for Plan B (above).
Two completely different vacations, but hey, we've learned to be flexible. Regular Gumbys, we are. And no one's going to feel sorry for us that we had to scrap Plan A for Plan B.
So instead of discovering new horizons, I spent a good deal of time just staring at the horizon.
That's good too.
Posted at 5:08 PM by Gerry
11 Comments:
Hey Gerry - welcome back! Glad to hear Plan B worked out okay. Missed your smile n' snark.
Baseball starts in one week - go Sox!
Thanks, it's good to be back.
(That's what I'm supposed to say, right?)
Well, you know you can always be honest with me, but it might be more politic to communicate via something other than a public blog should you have something other than that to share. LOL ;) And that's just the level of snark that I was missing! Thank you very much for your contribution to the LPF snark bank.
Always a pleasure.
Glad to see you back on, Gerry!
I'm not buying it. You are getting more and more like Johnny Carson. First a week off, then two weeks off, next thing we know you'll need a three day week and a guest host. You do look very perky however.
In my wildest dreams.
We all know we'll be seeing plenty of you and Keisha during Lisa's maternity time off. I hope she's well...you never mentioned where "Plan B" took you. I spent so much time in St. Croix, USVI, until Hurricane hugo in 1989 literally blew the house down. Thank goodness my parents were home in Bloomfield when that happened. I kept telling my dad that the storm, on a beeline to St. Croix on its westerly heading, would make a turn, North, South, ANYWHERE. But no. Our house was on the easternmost tip of St. Croix, where the island, north to south, is only half a mile wide. And the house, on top of a big hill overlooking the yacht club to the north and the beach hotel to the south, was exposed to the fury of 200 plus MPH winds. That was the reading on the Farleigh Dickenson's St. Croix campus aerometer (that was a guess...a wind guage), located just a little ways away. And then that roof-mounted device blew away. Old history? Maybe, but my heart STILL belongs to that beautiful island, and it alway will. My youth, or at least a good part of it, is there. Thanks Ger.
St. Kitts
A small and beautiful island. Lucky you. But lucky US...we get to see you weekdays on NBC (err...) WVIT channel 30 news.
Peter, we're NBC30 now, and we'll be NBC30 once the next lucky owner takes over. Instead of being an NBC "owned" station, we'll be an NBC affiliate, just as we were before NBC bought us a few years ago.
Really, I don't want to work for any station that doesn't broadcast "American Gladiators."
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