Thursday, October 25, 2007

San Francisco - The City That Simply Knows How

Here are some snaps of our trip to San Francisco.



Yesterday morning we took the Powell/Hyde Street cable car to Fisherman's Wharf. This picture was taken from our hotel room window. Just over the hill is the SF Bay.








In the afternoon, we took the 49 mile scenic route around San Francisco and the outlying areas. We didn't go the full 49 but we did go to see what we wanted to. Here's what we found:

The first of our stops was up on Russian Hill - Lombard Street - The Crookedest Street in the World.
From the Crooked Street there was a clear view right through into The Bay and Alcatraz.





The second of our stops was in the area of Sea Cliff. It's a prestigious area up toward Land's End /Lincoln Park where we saw a few Bentley's parked outside of many ultra exclusive homes. Given the views, we can see why. We're humble people, we kept on driving.




Then we drove along the Great Highway (along the West Coast - Golden Gate National Rec area) and came to Cliff House and Ocean Beach. There was a lot of activity and much to appreciate from the cliffs above.


There seemed a dynamic peaceful happiness as we looked down from above.












Then we drove through the gargantuan Golden Gate Park......the largest urban park in the world. The land that fronts San Francisco Bay is just a small part of a collection of mational parks known as the National Parks at the Golden Gate. Offering spectacular panoramic views, with the City skyline visible from nearly every point, the parks encompass historic landmarks, sandy beaches, tidepools, coastal bluffs, and lighthouses.

We then then drove around Lake Merced and up to the Twin Peaks. The Twin Peaks affords one the ONLY luxury of getting a complete 360 view of all of San Francisco and outlying districts. It was INCREDIBLE!!!

Notice Acatraz in the distance in the shot below. You may have to click on it to see it at a larger scale.

The big main street that runs the cable cars is Market Street. This really gives one an idea of how this city is sitting on a penninsula. Things are VERY densely populated (I only wish a camera could capture a 360 image that we can see with the human eye.........it was insane....the density).

Half a 3 storey townhouse (old England style)- 2 bed/2 bath would probably run you $3000 + rent. To buy it? An easy mill - chump change! That's for one half of the townhouse. Shared 'single' garage underneath. But what you get for this.....the ability to live in one of the greatest cities in the world....hands down. To each their own I suppose.

Zekie kept saying, "Take a bus ride, take a bus ride."

So the next morning we took the cable car down to Pier 39 to catch a San Francisco Bay Cruise. When we were on the "bus" we said to Zeke, "Look we're taking a bus ride." Zeke proceeded to tell us, "Dis not bus. Dis train." It was quite cute. We knew we were hooked, somewhere in our trip, we had to take a bus ride.

For a few days after Zeke didn't bring up the bus ride and we just got so busy with other activites that we all kind of forgot about the 'take a bus ride thing' (by the way, Zeke carries a little yellow school bus everywhere....it's his absolute favorite!)

It was however ironic that the shuttle from the car rental to LAX was as big as a city bus. Zeke smiled, sat back and said, "Zekie take a bus ride." WOW! It could have been catastrophic if we didn't get that bus ride in. Everything by design.

Yes......we are levitating...........well, at least Zeke is!



"San Francisco itself is art, above all literary art. Every block is a short story, every hill a novel. San Francisco is a golden handcuff with the key thrown away."

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

"Sitting on the edge of the bay, waiting for the time to roll away....."



We flew into LAX on Thursday night and spanned a 6 hour drive over 3 days to get up to San Francisco. And thanks goodness we did! In 380 miles we saw a LOT! We took the 101 (the second slowest more picturesque highway) on the west coast and avoided the PCH (too slow but very picturesque).

We took Zeke to the Santa Barbara Zoo. That was an experience in itself (which will come in a later entry....when time permits). Then we cruised on through to Pismo Beach. It wasn't GCI but there was surfing to be watched and so......we were content. Jason wasn't interested in going out.....I think the warm waters of Cayman have spoiled him! Heehee!

Then up to San Luis Obispo...........the vineyards coming and leaving were as far as the eye could see! Salinas, Gilroy and Morgan Hill........romaine lettuce, cabbage, tomatoes, and onions.........everywhere. Salinas is called the salad bowl capital of the world because it grows the largest quantity of romaine lettuce in the world! Gilroy is garlic capital of the world! You could smell it! And finally we arrived up in San Francisco on Sunday afternoon.

Jason and I have been to all of the 'big' cities in the US but SAN FRANCISCO has an energy and vitality we've never witnessed before! It is by far the most intriguing city we've been to in the US and ranks up there with the best overall city in the world.

Nestled amongst the panoramic hills that on a clear day (such as today) one can see for 100 miles (the vistas are spectacular!), surrounded by water on 3 sides, an Embarcadero festival marketplace along the bay with street performers, restaurants and eye candy galor, a melting pot for all walks of life, the old street cars (which we know Zeke won't let us leave until we go for a ride on 'dat tain')........things are nothing short of INTERESTING here.

There's a vibe in this city that quickly finds its way into your core...the soul. Maybe because it's known as the most 'tolerant' city in the US? Perhaps it's the fact that you are witness to all these different neighborhoods blending together to form a cohesive city? Or yet, perhaps because all of your senses have the ability to work together to appreciate San Francisco's awesomeness! I just can't find a better word!

I now know why the lyrics to the song, "I left my heart in San Francisco."



THE most thought provoking, moving piece of artwork I've seen as of yet! We looked all over to find something that explains its existence but then I thought that perhaps the artist purposefully doesn't want to label it.......rather leave it up to the admirer to contemplate......perhaps it's what San Francisco is all about? I think it reeks of TOLERANCE myself.


These are taken from Sausilito. The one above is of Jason and Zeke overlooking Alcatraz and the one below is Zeke and I overlooking San Fran proper.
Today was a breathtaking day! There wasn't a cloud in the sky and it was quite warm. Among other things, the highlight was our drive over the Golden Gate to Sausilito. Jason and I would have biked the bridge but Zeke's too big for our back pack!!!


And then of course we have the Golden Gate..........what an incredible piece of artwork in itself!



Whether Zeke remembers our trip to California or not in the years to come, he'll appreciate the efforts made.



Notice the name of the boat............and we've a whole lot of that lately! PATIENCE.......Are we EVER enjoying ourselves.
A few more days in San Fran and then we head to Santa Cruz and Monterey - just in time to celebrate a Momma birthday!
Patience is the ability to idle your motor when you feel like stripping your gears.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Universal Feeling


It always works best that we plan our big family trip once a year mid October (which just happens to be over my birthday - October). It's a REAL treat for me and the best birthday gift anyone could ask for!
Last year it was New England and the fall foliage - Rhode Island, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, Maine, and Vermont. This year we're heading off to to the "center of the universe" - tomorrow. Californ - IA here we come! We're planning on a big loop through wine, surf, zoo and aquarium country. Wine for me, surf for Jason, and animals for Zeke.
For me personally, it's going to be really tough getting my run training in as I gaze over my left shoulder to see the big blue and then over my right to see orchard upon orchard and grapes gaore!

Our route we have been researching for the past little while........

We'll being flying into LAX, crusin' through Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, up to San Francisco for 4 nights and then back through to Santa Cruz (you'll find Jason in the surf shops here!) down to Monterey, Solvang, and finally back through to LAX. Apparently the country between LA and San Francisco 'THEY" say is some of the most beauitful country in North America. We'll let you know.
Jason will fly home to the island from LA and Zeke and I will head up to Seattle to visit with my brother Dan and his girl Miranda for a week before heading home.

The cameras (all three of them!) are packed! Some of the things we 'wanted' to take on our trop like toothbrushes, underarm, socks, shoes, Zeke have had to stay behind to make room for the cameras. Just kidding.....we'll bring Zeke.....and maybe his toothbrush.


Hopefully Zeke does a lot of THIS while we're on that bird white bird!

And a lot of this on four wheels!



We'll be back on the island the first week of November and if the chance we'll update as we go!


The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes to view the world in a slightly different perspective.


Sunday, October 14, 2007

Come on Mom, Help Me Bring My Drivers Home


5:50 am and the music comes on over the alarm clock. The chillout sessions lounging music is telling me to get up! I want to sleep already! Leave me alone. I hit snooze and wait 5 minutes until the familiar song plays again. I KNOW I want to do this, but how badly do you want it girl?

Well, all night I was peeking over at the clock to see what time it was. If that's not an indication that I want to accomplish this, than I don't know what is! The problem is when you feel sleep deprived and you have a little rugrat (never mind more than one) who you know is going to be up from 7-12, you have to way the costs. And then I say, thank goodness for Jason's support, I CAN and WILL do this!

I stroll out of bed about 6:05, check the list I have written the night before that waits for me on the kitchen counter. I snatch the frozen water from the freezer, grab a Red Bull for the car ride there, and sling my watch over my wrist (I've got a competitive edge.....against myself.....I need to see results....hence the watch).

I load my bike into the car, grab my trainers and my transition bag that holds my Ipod shuffle, goggles, swim cap, socks and a towel. As I'm pulling out of the drive, I reverse and stop in the street........holy cows falling from the sky, I need my helmet! Running back inside, I grab my helmet AND my sunglasses (it's going to be hot and bright this morning.....as is every morning). I speed off in the car and leave my boys sawing logs in the little yellow house behind.

Today is the first buildup for the Cayman Islands Triathlon on November 25 (which incidently is a day before what would have been my Mom's 70th birthday). This factor in itself is what began and continues my motivation. And every time I finish a race that draws me nearer to my goal, she helps to bring my drivers through the end gate! I think she would be proud. I KNOW she would!


We're connected still.....I'm convinced now more than ever that our children come through us to teach us and not the other way around. And eventually we find our way back to move through our living children when we pass along. It is then that the real enlightenment begins!



We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.



I place my bike and gear in the transition area and hop across the road to check out the surf.......it's surfing alright!!!! I think probably the roughest water I'd ever seen out on Seven Mile Beach. I'll tell you what, if this was a sea swim day for me and I showed up to go for a jaunt, I'd turn around right away and get in my car thinking, "Better luck next time. You're not going out in THAT chop!" With the waves crashing in I was careful not to let the most NOT perfect conditions for a race to set my mental state a drift. "I'm a strong swimmer......this is good training," I tell myself, "How I'll get through the waves crashing the shore will be something I'll tackled when the time comes."

Around 7am the countdown begins......10...9...8...3...2...1 and we're off. I felt like I WAS surfing, as a wave came crashing into shore, I dove under. Finally, further out a little calmer and I could get into a rhythm. If you ever want to find a rhythm swimming, start counting, "1234 breathe, 2234 breathe, 3234 breathe..........and on and on. Before you know it you're thinking about what you're going to have for lunch!

One loop and I come running on to the shore only to round the marker to go back in again........diving under the waves, find the rhythm around the buoy and back in again. 400 m later, up the beach, through the sand, across the road to the transition area. It's all good. It never is as bad as you think it's going to be! But, it certainly doesn't feel like 400m!

I take a few moments to catch my breathe.....(deep Yoga breathing brings me to a calmness), and then hop on my bike and I'm off. I feel as though I'm going nowhere..........no matter how tough you think you're legs are they are NO match for God blowing on his scrambled eggs to cool them! Going to the turn around into the wind was difficult enough.....never mind doing it twice! 10 kms later (which felt like a serious 20) I turned into the transition area, plunk my bike up on the bar and was off and running.

What? What's wrong with my pins? The quads are tight, and the hammy's are like old wound up leather. If Zeke was running beside me, I figured he would have cruised past me. Come on drivers......start driving! My Yoga teacher (thank goodness for Diane) tells us frequently, take your breathe to the dents; to where it needs to go. A few moments of Yogic like breathing to take me back to the place I need to be, surges blood and breathe to my feet and viola, I'm stompin' through a heard of ants going to a morning picnic. 2.5 km's into the serious wind once again isn't the most ideal but I don't care because I'm more than halfway done this race! But once again, I've got to do two loops of stompin' ants and my legs are getting tired of stompin!

The last stretch, I can see the white flag.......I need to get there! "Come on Mom! Help me bring these ol' drivers home!" I imagine her at the end there cheering me on with that larger than life smile she had and for whatever reason a surge of energy comes through me like a lightning bolt..........it jolts me and my drivers begin to go from tired to feeling a good strong hurt!

I am woman! I AM strong! And I realize that it's less about the physical agility (although it is a requirement) and more of the mental mindset. To race to something is a great feeling.....to race FOR something/someone an even better one! To set a small goals on the way to a larger than life one and to finish what you've started each little obstacle along the way, I cannot explain the happiness! It's a GREAT feeling!

THANK YOU MOM.


I get back to our little happy yellow home and open the front door and the first little person I see is my little Zekie. He takes one look at me holding my helmet and pointing to it says, "Momma running. Momma helmet. Momma goggles." I've found yet another reason to continue on this journey. My son is in recognition of my efforts.....he's proud of his Mom too.

Although Zeke has not and will never meet his Grandma in the flesh, I realize for the first time today, he's already met her many times.
He's become inspired by HIS Momma, just the way I have been inspired since I was his age, of MINE. And today I've begun leading the, "Poor Zeke, he'll never meet his Grandma, world's smallest violin player," out to sea. I'm content with this scenario.

After a rather arduous mental week of plucking violin strings over my shoulder, I conclude, another glorious day and many more reasons to awaken beautifully to the joys of life!




Beautiful light is born of darkness, so the faith that springs from conflict is often the strongest and best.


There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle and (not or) the mirror that reflects it.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Bunny Energizers Celebrate Spooky Early

In lieu of Zeke, Jason and I trekking off to California and Seattle for the next three weeks and being that we'd be gone over Hallowe'en, Suze suggested that we get together for some Hallowe'en crafts with the Bunny Energizers a little early. So we did! We had the kids over at our place this afternoon and they had a blast! And so did the parenti! As we always do!




From left to right: Castlin and her Mom Jen, Suze and Elizabeth and the Mary (Elizabeth's sister) and Stephanie.


Tara helping Zeke and his little friend Jaspar with their pumpkins.


I think the girls are having more fun that their kids!

The final product.......I told you Zeke was into orange! He had a choice of red, blue, green, purple or orange eyes and mouth.....and got to select his color to trace the hands.........Out of quite a few selections......Zeke chose ORANGE and he's pretty proud of that ORANGE PUNKIN!



Castlin and Gabriella (Stephanie's sister) getting ino fridge trouble with the pictures. "Not me, it was her."


And we had Hallowe'en snacks. Zeke and I made YUMMY DIRT - oreos, chocolate pudding, and gummy worms. All but Zeke enjoyed this treat.......I think he just doesn't like his treats too sweet!


Castlin enjoyed her YUMMY DIRT! And so did her dress!



Then outside to play some parachute games! Of course the Momma's do all the work!



Jaspar and Zeke are playing their own game we don't understand...........and I guess all of us GIRLS weren't invited anyway!


And we've got to end a pre-Hallowe'en party off with good company, the hose, and ice cream cone in hand!

"Here Momma, I don't want this anymore.....it's yucky and totally mushy......you take it." I remember when we would travel in the car with my parents.....my Mom in the passenger side....when we were finished with our apples, we gave them to the human garburator - our Mom! And we always wondered why she never took one for herself....she knew there would be leftovers.



Well, now that you're ice cream and dirted up, we'll just plop you in this pool with your friend the hose and voila....clean kid!
To be nowhere is to be NOWhere and when it comes to kids, it's the best place to be!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Heartbroken Heather, Miserable Mavis, Glum Gertrude - They Still See the Bounty

We had much to celebrate each Canadian Thanksgiving in our family. Our Cornucopia's were bountiFULL! There were two main events around this time of year. My parents were married October 11th, 1968 and after 11 years of marriage my little brother Dan was born the day after their anniversary - October 12th.



Thanksgiving was very much an enjoyable and amusing time around our home. Probably the most memorable of all of the holidays for me. I know things change and I'm very accepting of revolutions and adjustments to life, but every year that rolls around without my Mom is another year of getting used to this NEW normal in my family. The quesion is, does one ever get used to it, when the lady who made the delicious pumpkin pie is not around to grace us with yumyums anymore?


Today would have been my Mom and Dad's 39th anniversary. Hence, today I'm a little bit of a Unhappy Unis, Sad Sally, (whatever the name).......but hey, dates are fixed with memories and that's just how it goes! And with those memories come a whole bunch of emotions.


I left Canadian Thankgiving behind when I moved to Cayman......probably more on purpose than out of ignorance.....I haven't celebrated it for 3 years now......I celebrate giving thanks EVERYDAY instead.


Alan & Natalie did have 32 years together which is totally cool in itself. For those of you that were there, remember 9 years ago at the Rusler Ville, the party we threw for them for their 30th anniversary! Thank God we did!


Never put off for tomorrow what we can do today!

The wonderful part of all of this is that I've just received word that my ENTIRE family (for the first time since the Christmas (2001) after my Mom died, will be hoping on a bird and joining the Bacac Trio this Christmas Day (and for Zeke's birthday) in Grand Cayman. How cool is that!

See, I'm not unwilling of change, just sometimes see it as a little challenging. I suppose I am not alone in this battle.



Alan & Natalie
at our Wedding in 1999




Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide its the right time, it might be too late.
Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Gentle Giant & His Furry Feathered & Hard Clawed Friends

Zeke had a group of his friends over on Tuesday morning for a play date. We ended up visiting Horsey across the street.







Zeke and Horsey having a moment!


Horsey was born a few days after Zeke. We remember coming back on island after Zeke was born and there was this little dark brown cutie running about the field. Horsey was so curious and still is if he's not tied up. In the picture below (which was taken when he was about 6 months old), Horsey is actually standing on our drive right beside our car looking at me and almost appearing to say a friendly "Hello."




Taken on the same day as the above, here Horsey is doing a little downward dog Yoga!




Zekie and his GiGi's (Jason's parents) during their visit in February. Zeke and Horsey were about 13 months then.

And here he is at a year and a half. Talk about a change!




Zeke and I had never actually fed Horsey from hand to mouth. We usually just visited him and threw carrots in the grass. We just weren't sure how tame he really was. Tara, the founder of the Nielsen Zoo for Higher Learning (see entry dated September 28th).

Zeke's little friend Jaspar feeding Horsey with his Mom Tara.




Tara assiting Castlin with feeding Horesey carrots while her Mom Jennifer looks on.



Tara helping a little apprehensive Zeke.......



That's a little better.....






What a GREAT experience for EVERYONE. Thanks Tara! We really have to name Horsey.....any ideas?


Then in the afternoon, we sauntered over to George and Blanca's house. Blanca showed Zeke the doves. New babies had just been born but they weren't able to be handled yet. Once again Zeke was a little apprehensive...........




Not long after............



Then he moved on to George's crabbies. ZEKE LOVES CRABBIES! George has these in a special box in his back yard because he uses them to catch fish. All of these crabs, the shuffling noise they make is amazing.......


Some of them we're quite large. I should have put something beside so you can get a sense of how big. This one is about the size of a tennis ball.
And as Zeke says, "Crabbie bites." Jason is in the process of teaching Zeke about claws and the difference between pinch and bite. So now Zeke is walking about with his hands out pretending to pinch saying, "Crabbie orange. Crabbie pinse Momma. Crabbie pinse Dada. Crabbie no pinse Zeke," and then he laughs and runs away! They learn quick.


And then we ended off our great day of learning with a game of "I Hiding Momma!" - hide and seek under the luscious green!





Don't approach a goat from the front, a horse from the back, or a fool from any side!