One evening on our Mexican Riviera vacation, after the rain stopped, we took a walk around the Iberostar Playa Paraiso Resort. Just wandered. Here is what we saw.
The buildings of the Maya are colorful. At every turn through the courtyards there are little Mayan themed details; intricately patterned stones in the walkways, statues, fountains and gardens. Read the rest of this entry
Hola! This post is overdue. I admit it. I told you we were going here.… and now it’s been more than two months since we’ve been home from Mexico… It took me for. ev. er. to get through vacation withdrawal. I only recently put the luggage away (I know… “slacker.”). And the little bag of souvenir sand from Tulum had been sitting on the table… waiting. Patiently. Read the rest of this entry
I’m getting excited for an upcoming trip back to Mexico and thought I’d share a couple of pictures from prior trips. There are many popular destinations along the eastern Mexican Caribbean coast…. in Riviera Maya the water can be just as warm and turquoise blue along the shore as the heart of the Caribbean.
Accommodations abound! The lovely Iberostar Playa Paraiso Resort has several hotel options, we enjoy staying in the Paraiso Maya… so much, that this return trip will mark our fourth visit to this property.
Why go back? Let me show you! Read the rest of this entry
I recently told you about my trip to Oahu in 2009. At the time of that trip I was newly on a fitness regimen. Let me also tell you that by nature I just am not one of those that works out on vacation. So it’s anyone’s guess why I opted to pack sneakers and my Sigg bottle for this trip.
But, I did.
I’m so glad I did.
I had a terrific opportunity to go to Hawaii in April 2009 to visit my friend. Somehow agreeable to sending me off to paradise on my own, my dear husband chauffeured me to the airport… and off I went. After a weekend stopover in San Francisco, I headed for the island of Oahu. Read the rest of this entry
Have you ever been paged at the airport? In a foreign coutry? It’s odd. It takes you much longer to recognize your own name. My husband left me in the food court while he popped over to the gate to answer the page.
…. Wait, before I go on, let me back up two years before then….
Do you know Jim Croce’s “Time in a Bottle“? (You Tube of this song) Granted, I was just a wee toddler when it came on the radio, but it’s an old favorite of mine. For one thing, I actually “never seem to have enough time, to do the things I want to do, once I find them”. (Take note: this rather meek blog of mine.) Then too, the idea of capturing time in a bottle somehow rings true to most people. Doesn’t it? Imagine your sweetest memories… who wouldn’t want to preserve them. And there never really is enough time. So it seems, with Sand on the Brain as I have it… that I save time in the form of Beach in a Bottle. It must be the Psammophile in me.
I would scoop it on a beach; just a little scoop from each…
Scoop it in the scorching sun; scoop it while I drink some rum.
Scoop it here and scoop it there; from the comfort of an old blue chair.
A tiny scoop, a souvenir…. from places far and places near.
Scoop it from a Michigan Dune; scoop mas from Mexico late in June.
I’d scoop it up from Seven Mile; apparently I’m a Psammophile.
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“Lulled by the gentle, hypnotic rhythm of the surf, humbled by the vast number of stars in the sky.” – Me
Mexico – June 2009
We arrive at the resort in the late afternoon. The usual check-in process, and then off for dinner and a walk through the grounds to see what is new. It doesn’t matter which path we take or direction we walk. The destination is the same; the beach. Back home, humidity of this level would be cause for complaint. But here, on the beach the air isn’t ”humid” it is somehow silky and of the sea. The wind is strong – almost pushing its way into my lungs. “Breathe me in!” The sound of the water is roaring – we can’t see the beach yet, but the sound is there. Calling us to continue down the boardwalk. Read the rest of this entry
Well, here I am, Sand On the Brain. Brand new to blogging, so give me a little time to get up and running. Just booked a trip to the Caribbean for 10/14/09, and it hit me; “I think I would like to blog about my trip and other random beach-y thoughts. I’ve got enough floatin’ around in this noggin that some folks might find interesting.” So, bear with me while I get up to speed… and then sloooow it down to share some of the granules of sand on my brain.
Welcome!
