Monday, August 11, 2008

Fishes and wishes

In less than 5 days, I will be tooling down the interstate towards relaxation. Sand. Sun. Air that does not reek of sewage treatment plants and humanity...just salt and fish and the diesel moving the fishing boats. That's perfume as far as I'm concerned.

We opted for a seaside vacation away from the tourist traps, this year. Two miles of island, inhabited by mostly year-round residents. A post office, marina, and a grocery/bait shop/convenience store/diner, surrounded by homes and water. No souvenir shops and no mini-golf. No overpriced pizza parlors that use ass for ingredients. Quiet. Bliss.

No telephone in the house that is less than five joyful leaps from the water that meets our front yard. A view of both a distant lighthouse and another island inhabited by wild ponies, through my bedroom window. The porch faces west and I will no doubt spend every evening in the hammock, snapping pictures of the sunset show. I will drink many frozen alcoholic drinks and cook many meals over charcoal.

Now if I could only convince the other seven people on the trip roster to stay would be damn near perfect.


Rachel said...

When you get back, please email me and let me know how to find this magical island. It sounds perfect for a weekend getaway for me and the pill. I loathe people intruding in my vacation.

Rachel said...

Oh, and have a BLAST!

ImNoBetterThanU said...

Congratulations! That is excellent. Even when I go to Hawaii I avoid the tourist traps and go to the opposite dies of the island (Oahu). The only time you will find me near Honolulu/Waikiki is when I am arriving/leaving (for the airport) or at my buddies place (who lives in Honolulu)for a party.