Sunday, March 29, 2009

Support Breasts, um, I mean Breast Cancer

Breast Cancer Awareness has never been so whimical. Great exhibit at the museum in Columbia. We toured the museum with friends, learning about the Civil War and Carolinian art.



























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John Prine in Asheville, North Carolina


A fan for thirty years, it was a special concert for me to attend a concert by this amazing musical storyteller. Many of my favourites were performed, as a few newer selections. Amazing!

Linda Goes To Mars©John Prine
I just found out yesterday that Linda goes to Mars
Every time I sit and look at pictures of used cars.
She'll turn on her radio and sit down in her chair
And look at me across the room, as if I wasn't there
Chorus:
Oh My stars! My Linda's gone to Mars
Well I wish she wouldn't leave me here alone
Oh My stars! My Linda's gone to Mars
Well, I wonder if she'd bring me something home.
Something, somewhere, somehow took my Linda by the hand
And secretly decoded our sacred wedding band
For when the moon shines down up on our happy, humble home
Her inner space gets tortured by some outer space unknown.
Repeat Chorus:
Now I ain't seen no saucers 'cept the ones upon the shelf
And if I ever seen one I'd keep it to myself
For if there's life out there somewhere beyond this life on earth l
Then Linda must have gone out there and got her money's worth.
Repeat Chorus:
Yeah, I wonder if she'd bring me something home.





Sunday, March 15, 2009

From the Oceans to Outer Space












The cruise on the Norwegian Majesty left Charleston for stops in the Bahamas and Florida. With a passenger manifest showing that 2/3 of the guests were under 21 years of age, it was quite a ride! Never take a holiday on the American spring break.






The ports of call gave us new sights to see. Freeport is smaller and not as developed as I expected. Celebrity homes worth millions dot the shoreline while many residents must get their water from a local communal tap, then carry water jugs to their homes. Naussau is defintiely larger. The port is a very busy place, indeed with many cranes and containers involved in the shipping industry. Like Freeport, there is the disconnect between wealth and poverty, with no social safety net available to citizens.

























































All dressed up and no where to go -except the m any bars and cafes available on board. Since I rarrely drink and Lorne only has a beer or two, we left the drinking up to the young passengers who bought beer by the bucket - to take to their rooms, the hot tubs, or the upper deck. The casino was also a busy place all day long. I'm too cheap to let one quarter out of my purse! But, it's fun to watch others, and many games are intriguing.












Feelings of clautrophobia overtook me at times, as there is no getting off the ship, unless you want to swim 100 km to shore. Even the cabins do not lend themselves to wide-open spaces.

Food was plentiful, and I enjoyed the asssortment of desserts. However, I did miss Chocolate Night, due to the lateness of the hour. I do regret that now. Food was a way to keep people occupied. One could be as busy as they wished. We read a lot on deck, catching some sun with the many other sun worshipers.