Without death, there is no life. I imagine some Zen
Buddhists would tell me so. However I prefer today to filter it through
Robert Plant's voice. The living was really sweet three weeks ago in
Santa Cruz. I am surprised the pessimist in me didn't make an appearance
(the flip side is that I'm really good during disasters). And so in tribute to appreciating the good life, here goes.
In Santa Cruz for Josh and Jackie's wedding, we also spent three
nights at the Beach Street Inn. We upgraded for a bigger room in case we
could offer it to Ann and John, if they were to stay overnight. The
rooms are all built up from the street, elevated about 100 stairs or a
steep driveway. Outside our room was a large pool and around us,
apparently the Santa Cruz Warriors basketball team. From our doorway
you could see the ocean across the street. The boardwalk was only a
block away whether that meant the beach (Maria), rides (me), or an
arcade (Dext/Oliver). These rooms were all redone since 2010 and they
did a nice job.
Santa Cruz, when it's sunny and
not crowded is a lovely place. When you have a room you feel complete
comfort in, with much space, a stove and refrigerator (and coffee
machine, of course!), it makes the days relaxing. Without prodding, i
even went barefoot on the beach. It just felt right.
Bobby and Meredyth came over on Sunday to watch the Niners comeback win
over Atlanta in the NFC Championship game. It was fun spending time
with them. Today weeks later its still sinking in that the Niners would win
the Super Bowl on a last hand-off from Alex Smith to Frank Gore crushing
over a sluggish Ray Lewis. An early game time start left plenty of
time for us to wander over to the boardwalk. The boys were into
winning tickets from the arcade games. We got into it too.
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| he's getting taller! |
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| 8 million arcade tickets gets you 2 cute stuffed animals. we all won some glasses too (dime toss) |
Days may darken but we continue on. Hopeful for joyful experiences and the warmth of the sun.
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