Saturday, August 07, 2010
What I did on my Summer Vacation
Fort Amherst across from Signal Hill, St. John's, Newfoundland.
Thanks for all the good wishes on my previous post.
I had a lovely week off in spite of the weather that kept hissing and splatting and fogging. I took my friend around all the familiar (by now) tourist spots on the Avalon Peninsula once the sun struck which was far too rarely.
I note I've slid into 'creature of habit' status. I am still slightly discombulated from being forced out of my usual routine and with a friend I've never shared board with before so synching routines (downtime, uptime, shower/bath time, laundry facilities, food peculiarities, etc.)for a whole week knocks me right out of my comfort zone.
I realize it takes far more courage for a guest to travel a distance and land in the home of a person that up to now and over the many years has been a work, event and dinner companion, than to be the host of such a friend. Basically one is trapped. No car, no transit, totally reliant on the (hopefully) good nature of the chatelaine.
It all went rather well, I thought. Fresh routines were formed - for instance we watched a movie out of my vast collection every night before bedtime and we learned about each others' families of origin in all their uniqueness.
We are both great talkers and intensely curious about this planet we inhabit. And I learned much about her upbringing in Australia.
And I was absolutely thrilled that my whale buddies performed their show-off routines for her at Cape Spear. Thanks mates!