GOES TO FLORIDA
Towe's Diary - Our Vancouver Girl
learned quickly that cruises are notoriously brutal for drinking and unfortunately
I like having a nice, cold beer offered to me every 5 seconds.
it not funny that once you have done something seemingly significant,
a week or so later it does not feel like you even did it any more?
That is not to say that you become nonchalant to the fact either,
just that once you build up so much pressure or excitement in the
first place, the relief thereafter does not seem so big. Do you
know what I mean?
For example, I had known about going on vacation with my family to Florida
for a while, I knew it was upcoming, but it was not until a few days before
we left when I was packing did I realize that we were actually going away.
Thats when I got excited, I couldnt wait a damned day longer. By the time I got home however and went back to work, talked to my friends,
slept in my own bed, two days later it already felt as if I had never
gone away at all. How strange it seemed, like it was nearly unreal.
||Now let me tell you about this much needed, well deserved vacation of
ours. Basically, we all needed this trip -or any trip for that matter,
as long as it was away - away from home where we could leave everything
else behind us even for a mere single week and at least try to forget
about it. We especially needed this trip as a family for some quality
time with each other. It had been quite a while since weve been together at once
for any amount of time, so this was long overdue. Who knows if the
timing was appropriate or not, timing is everything. Maybe we should
have done it sooner, perhaps we could have held off longer... Still
yet, timing doesnt really affect how you spend it.
Speaking of which, for the first 24 hours we spent purely traveling by
car and plane. It was a major nuisance transporting from place to place,
switching flights in between airports (all the waiting) and driving from
dusk till dawn. It was extremely tiring, I must have fallen asleep about
six times that day and of course in the most awkward positions, woke up
with a sore neck a great deal and sometimes find myself waking on the
The hotel in Boca Raton was very nice. Poolside, palm trees, peaceful.
At night I couldnt sleep in the same room amongst the violent family
snoring and kicking, so I crept onto the balcony. There I could listen
to the musical harmony of crickets chirping all night under the bright
stars of an olive painted sky. A tranquil breeze was caressing over my
entire presence putting me to a soft, deep sleep. Like a dream. The silence
that darkness brings can sound so strangely loud. I was so relaxed that
all I could do was lie there and think, except I wasnt really thinking
about anything, Dont you love those moments when you are so steeped
in them you almost forget what happened.
Highlight of the trip for me was definitely the Bahamas. So incredible
and hot, unlike how it gets here in Canada, that muggy hot. No, this was
that perfect dry heat. We were only there a day but at the most beautiful
island called Blue Lagoon where such Film and TV masterpieces
as Gilligans Island and Splash were filmed. Wow,
what a place. I have never known clearer nor bluer water. clean and unpolluted.
The sea salt concentrate was so high your eyes would sting and once you
opened them again they would get scalded from the intense brightness of
(OK that part wasnt too much fun, yet still I experienced stinging
eyes in the Bahamas so what the hell.) Paradise does exist after all.
I think I could have stayed there, no problem, all I would need is a hammock
and sun tan lotion. Oh, did I mention how burnt we all got!? My family
put the color red to shame. By the end of the night we were having ice
cold showers and peeling our virgin skin off. We were not prepared nor
used to so much UV exposure.
And talk about serious white ass! I actually wore a bikini for the first
time in probably four years that day! That was a big deal for me. My being
compulsively self-conscious wouldnt allow for myself to horrify
any one at the sight of a little flesh, so I covered up in T-shirts and
swam in shorts for many summers. After finally deciding to wear a bikini,
I dont care about how I look so much any more. Im pretty sure
people will not be frightened too much.
The cruise was short lived, The Ocean Breeze I believe it
was called. Only three days, but long enough considering it was a smaller
boat. We had some good dinners on the ship though and we laid siege to
the buffets. There was even a midnight buffet for crying out loud! My
brother and I met a bunch of cool guys from Boston and Orlando. We partied
with them each night at The Disco Bar, just me and the boys.
I learned quickly that cruises are notoriously brutal for drinking and
unfortunately I like having a nice, cold beer offered to me every 5 seconds.
That is really where they make their coin, its all in the booze
on the cruise, bikinis and martinis! (I was soon penniless.)
Ah yes, that was a wonderful vacation. Wish it lasted, I really wasnt
looking forward to coming home, but it was nice to know I would get some
alone time again. I never did get around to too much thinking while I
was gone as I had intended, nor did I get the chance for the family bonding
I was expecting, but hey I still have a tan to show off and some pretty
good memories that add color to my photo album.
I absolutely recommend Florida. It truly was a healthy holiday for us
all -mentally mostly.
We are at two weeks later now. We came home to a huge responsibility dumped
on our shoulders. We decided to get a puppy! The cutest Border Collie,
black and white, soft coated and blue eyed. She is so sweet, and such
a shit disturber. We didnt bargain for how much work a dog would
be, shes only two months old, just a baby. Trying to train her is
very difficult right now. I dont know if shes stubborn or
stupid. Discipline is the hardest part, we all want to be the one who
rewards her with a treat, not the person who yells at her for pooping
on the floor. She is one hyper little girl.
Still whimpers when left on her own for a second, this dog means maintenance
24-7. I have never had a dog before so its a new thing for me, a
glimpse into motherhood if you will, a bitter taste. Weve lost sleep over this mutt, found our slippers chewed, have
our cat pissed off, all because shes worth it. What a spoiled brat.
Must be puppy love. (Me so funny!) I am starting yet another battle with
the family on what her name should be.
It should be changed really its so cliché. Coa Coa
Come on even other dogs would make fun of her. She needs a better name
than that, let's give her a break here. What would be a good name for
the bitch, literally? Another thing I came home to, which is another example
of having done something then feeling like it never really occurred, was
breaking up with my boyfriend of nine months. Things actually ended before
I went on holiday, but it seemed so surreal.
It still feels like we never broke up, although Ive seen him once
since we have
OK twice but the first time wasnt planned. It
made sense to me to end the relationship, it simply wasnt working
out as we liked, but it wouldnt be sensible to cut each other out
of each others lives completely. I know we will still be friends,
we care about one another, the guy lives down my street for Christs
sakes. It just that it wasnt good for us (or perhaps not good enough)
to be with one another and I hope he understands that.
It was a melodramatic discussion with him that night. It never is easy,
not as bad as I assumed though, for I had known it was going to happen
for a while. I thought he did too. Afterwards instead of making my point
final and going home, we fell asleep in each others arms, (that
helps.) I want to cheat and see him soon but it isnt time yet. Just
be foolish, Im not ready. It is so hard to break up with someone
and getting over them is even worse. Everything you do something will
remind you of that person or youll feel upset and want to call your
best friend ( when that person was your best friend), and you cant
call him because it will fuck with your head more and just become harder
to let go. I still need time to get over it before I can move on. Moving
on means to be able to remain friends with him as well. Ill give
it a little longer. Well be fine.
So in the past month Ive gone on vacation, landed a puppy and had
my first kind of major break up I guess you could say. Wonder what will
happen this month?
© Tabytha Towe - The Vancouver Girl - April 2002
Last Diary Update
relationships get ill
- The Roots
... My boyfriend and I share something real and wonderful, frustrating
and hopeful and hopeless all at once. What a team we are.
moments from Tabyatha Towe's diary:
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