Not once during our trip were we awakened to the sound of kids fighting over the bathroom or fighting over the last of the milk for their cereal or arguing with us about their chores. In fact, when we awoke that first morning, Granny and I both thought something had gone terribly wrong. The smell of coffee wafted up from downstairs. The table was set with fresh fruit and granola and yogurt. Someone came in and served us poached eggs. Later, that same person vacuumed our bedroom and cleaned our bathroom. Was this heaven? Was it hell? We couldn't be sure.
Eventually, we gave up trying to understand and settled in to enjoy the sights.
This is the classic old casino at the west end of the town of Avalon.
Another look at Avalon.
This is either an ivory-billed woodpecker or an emu.By the last day, Granny and I realized something was missing. We wandered in and out of the little shops, relaxed with coffee in a courtyard cafe and drank a few Pacificos while gazing out at the Pacific Ocean before we figured out what was wrong. No Granddaughter. No deliciously edible cheeks. No playful smile and twinkling eyes. So we hopped on the ferry and went home.
Postscript: Can you believe it? An entire post with no pictures of The Granddaughter.
5 comments:
LOL but the other pictures were very lovely :-)
It's gorgeous there. I think I went there once. At least getting away makes us appreciate what is at home. Sometimes. ;-)
I love Catalina--it's been too long. It's true what they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
What a beautiful place. I guess that's why they decided to name it after me.
How lovely - nice that you got a break but sweet that you missed your little apfelmunchkin... whatever you call her.
It does indeed sound like heaven! Except for the lack of a grandbaby, of course.
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