A bonus of the retirement celebration trip is that it coincides with an art exhibit that opens today.
Joel Cole, an artist whose medium is wood, will show his recent work. I’ve loved his work since my first trip to the Faroe Islands. I have several small pieces.
He was honored a year or so ago with Faroese stamps.
I’m really looking forward to the exhibition and to meeting Joel in person.
Yesterday morning we began the day with a return to our favorite coffee cafe, Brell.
We had a day of wandering around town, enjoying coffee and small meals. Just a pokey day.
Noodle soup for lunch, in the place we learned about 2 yrs ago when I had to get my head stitched up. The doctors raved about it and it was good for my healing.
A bit of drive around town time.
A late afternoon treat.
Oh, I shopped for a coat to keep me warm.
Blue Cross Thrift Shop – 60 DKK- $8.48
I bought a second coat too.
Last daylight image of the day. Surf will really be up in the morning.
Let’s see. Planes, train, automobiles, carts and one wild wheelchair ride. We arrived in the Faroe Islands last night. Highways, small roadways and tunnels to Torshavn and the Havgrim Hotel. Yay!
A last glance at Copenhagen-
to Vagar on descent.
Sunrise over Nolsoy Island.
First stop of the day. Brell cafe.
Today will be a pokey day. Surprisingly I’ve no jet lag. Still, after the long travel to get here, there’s little reason to do more than poke.
Now seated on Lufthansa for the 9-hour ride to Frankfurt.
I’m flying in a 747! I was so sorry when 747’s were discontinued by most airlines. But tonight I’m on one – complete with a bed. Oh my.
I love the shimmy-shimmy the 747 does on takeoff. There was substantial shimmering today. Fierce bumps thrown in for good measure. I’m not sure how it happened, but I’m not so bothered by the bumping around as I used to be.
Take a look at the sight outside my window. God was painting with clouds today.
Later as we turned our chairs into sky-beds.
Thirty-eight years ago i began flying again. I had grounded myself because of fear. One day I chose to remove my fear and soon I was freed. My third flight was on a 747 to Zurich!
It’s dawn now and soon we will be in Frankfurt.
And I have my hot towel to great this new day.
Guten Morgen!
Awesome descent to Frankfurt airport. Such smooth turns in the 747.
Cool sights.
Quite a slog through the airport. Long-ish walks for me. A serpentine line through passport control. I did catch a ride on a airport passenger cart. But then my friend and I got separated. Suffice it to say, when you want to find your friend in a chaotic terminal, you can!
Now seated in the Lufthansa lounge, getting some “food” for the trek to the departure gate.
I’ll soon take my chair in the sky once again. It feels like I just got out of a sky-chair. Nonetheless, I’ll soon be back in my chair once again.
I found this image just now. I’m not familiar with Mingus Dynasty, but I like the image.
I’ll spend a good bit of time in sky-chairs as I make my way to the Faroe Islands.
Today my route was Atlanta to Houston. Tomorrow Houston to Frankfurt. The day after is Frankfurt to the Faroe Islands via Copenhagen. I count four chairs. We’ll get there eventually.
This is my best friend’s retirement trip. Faroe Islands here we come!
“Good company on a journey makes the way seem shorter.” Izaak Walton
I’m headed to Seattle today. My original plan was to spend a week with my 17 year old grandson while his parents were in South Africa.
My son had a bad fall a few days ago and will have ankle surgery instead of travel. He was to sail to Granada on a newly-built catamaran. A long awaited and anticipated sabbatical.
Instead, life happened.
And it turned things upside down.
My daughter-in-law is going to Cape Town as planned. She’s taking provisions for the sail and will gather up additional food provisions during her week in Cape Town. She will then return home.
Twists and turns.
All this to say….Mom is on the way. Nana is on the way.
Loaded up with ….
Good for a smile. And perhaps a tiny bit of solace.
Today I celebrated my birthday in the Colorado Rocky Mountains. I’m at 7,790’ here in Ouray’, surrounded on all sides by peaks ranging from Stony Mountain at 12,698’ Potosi Peak at 13,786’ and Mt. Emma at 13,581’,
My day began with confetti texts from some of my family. Then throughout the day wonderful texts and calls from more family and friends. Also from my doctor, dentist, eye clinic and physical therapist. The number of latter texts goes along with being 82.
My sister gifted me with a bag of delightful gifts, and then coffee.
Mojo’s for coffee. After I ordered a Flat White, I discovered that Sara, the barista, was sharing this birth day. That was fun. We enjoyed our bond of the day with good conversation.
After coffee my sister and I set off to walk a short distance to Box Canyon Falls. Altitude and old knees soon required a car ride to the visitors center. From there it was a reasonably short distance to the grated walkways that took us through the box canyon. It was awesome!
Box Spring Canyon
All that effort made us hungry. My birthday meal was burgers and fries at Maggie’s. Greasy and delicious.
Later in the day I enjoyed my “cake” – ice cream!
We ended the day with a drive up Camp Bird Road alongside the Umcompahgre River. This may have been the best part about celebrating a birthday in Ouray, Colorado.
It’s been a wonderful day. Filled with love, joy, awe, connection; laughter and wonder. And sustenance of food, sights, and sounds. Blessings beyond measure.
These are the opening words of the Judy Collins song, “When I was a Girl in Colorado”. I grew up in Colorado. Judy was just a year ahead of me in high school. I did not know her personally, but I remember when we had school assemblies, she often sang while the students gathered.
East High School
Now some sixty-four years later she released the album “Spellbound” which includes this song.
Listening to Judy sing this song, takes me back to when I was a girl in Colorado. I’ve not lived in Colorado for over fifty years, but I feel the place in my heart and soul. I love to say “I’m from Colorado”.
765 Olive Street, Denver. My home.
Today I begin a journey to Colorado.
My sister and I are meeting in Albuquerque, NM later today. From there we’ll drive to Santa Fe and spend the night.
The next morning we’ll begin our drive to Colorado. Along the way were stopping in Espanola, NM to enjoy breakfast with a friend of forty years. She ran La Posada de Chimayo, just down the road from Espanola. I, along with my family and friends, stayed with her over thirty years, until she decided she wanted what many of her guests had – retirement. I am so looking forward to seeing her.
Sue
After breakfast my sister and I will drive north to Colorado! I’ve never been in this area of the state – the Western Slope, as it’s known. I expect to have a lot of “wow” moments on the drive.
We’re staying a couple of nights in Ouray, journeying out and about to take in the mountains and rivers – mountains close and distant, rivers running past.
It was electric! Sold out! Happy fans. “Faster-than-light” women running the length of the court, and back again!
My grandkids and I arrived early. We hoped to see the ACES player who had played at the University of South Carolina. Actually, we wanted her to notice us. We stationed ourselves where she couldn’t miss us.
That’s A’ja Wilson above my head
We called out her name and pointed to our Gamecock shirts as she ran by after her warm-up. She saw us!
The game was close the entire time. While we loved two players on the Las Vegas ACES team, we were for both teams – and in the end, for the home team, the DALLAS WINGS.
So we enjoyed and cheered both teams and all buckets made. The crowd was the loudest I can remember, and I think their cheering their team is what allowed the Dallas Wings to prevail. 80 – 78.
It was a joyous and joy-filled time which I shared with
my granddaughter
and
my grandson.
I loved being sandwiched by my grandkids while in the midst of sports excellence and passionate fans. A Happy time!
Here I go again. Off to see a woman’s basketball game. This time with my Texas grandchildren. We planned this event when I was in town last April for the “not-Stevie Nicks” concert.
While the Dallas Wings play in an arena near my granddaughter’s home, this particular game was picked because the opponent is the Las Vegas Aces. Two outstanding players on the ACES team played college basketball at the University of South Carolina.
When my granddaughter was a student at USC, I would drive down a couple of times during the season to go to the games together. One of the Aces player was on the USC team during those years, and we were rewarded with her high-performance game playing.
So my grandkids and I shall be at the “big” game tomorrow night.
We picked our seats across the floor from the team seats. We’re hoping the two Gamecock players will notice us, as we will be wearing USC Gamecock shirts!
As you may recall, a month ago I was in Seattle for another WNBA game. The Seattle Storm vs. Washington Mystics. The reason for attending this particular game was because Sue Bird’s jersey was being retired. It was a well-deserved honor for a record-setting player of 21 years with the Storm.
A brief summary of that experience.
We rode a city bus – which I love to do – to the game, arriving over an hour ahead of the game that was to be played prior to the jersey retirement ceremony. We got Sue Bird jersey-retirement bobblehead dolls by getting there early.
We enjoyed the game, even if they failed to win. THEN the honoring of Sue began. She was honored and honored, and honored some more. All much deserved and given by legends in woman’s basketball.
After all the honoring, Sue took the mike to share some thoughts- some 90 minute of thoughts.
Finally, seven hours after arriving, the jersey was lifted on high. I would not have missed being present for the above moment.
I don’t expect the ACES – WINGS game to last much longer than a couple of hours. Stay tuned. However long the game, my joy will be because I’ll be with my grandkids. And, of course, I’ll be watching women who play high level basketball.
Cometsgirl 