We are back from our annual trek to the sea. We rent a large house near the beach and invite our siblings and spouses. We have one case of early stage dementia in the group so every year we can do this is a gift.
Renting a house is not like getting a motel for a couple of days. You take your own linens, food, soap, medicines, clothes, stuff you like to have with you at all times, stuff you should have left at home, etc.
Nor is it like traveling when you are young. All you needed then was a swimsuit, change of clothes and Fig Newtons. I always traveled with Fig Newtons. In a bind you can make a meal out of them. I think they are sort of healthy. You didn’t need cosmetics because after a little sun, you looked just fine. You ate out (cheaply of course) and drank out (hopefully gorgeous men would buy you drinks) except for maybe a wine bottle stashed in your underwear.
I have found that as we get older we always forget something. This year tops them all. First off, I forgot deodorant. Who forgets that?
Since there is no Starbucks within reasonable traveling distance (what’s with that anyway??) I took coffee to make. I must have been starry-eyed or something. I bought Swiss mocha nut . Sounds wonderful doesn’t it? Tastes like a cross between cat poop (and I am an expert on that) and really stale nuts. Perhaps even the kind that you would find in old men’s underwear! (I am not an expert on that.) We had to find real coffee if there was any chance of having an intelligent conversation with me before cocktail time.
The beloved husband and I had a long discussion about the clam steamer — should we take it or take a chance that there will be one at the house. I didn’t care. I don’t eat clams. We (read he) decided to take it. Somehow it didn’t get put with the stuff to pack so we visited the local hardware store trying to figure out an alternative that doesn’t cost $35.
The wash cloth I packed fell apart in the first shower. I couldn’t believe it. So I bought one at the hardware store. Gotta love hardware stores!
Of course, we did remember the vitamins, drugs, remedies for any malady that could attack us in the next decade including bubonic plague. I have more clothes than I need and somehow I have 6 pair of shoes for 7 days. The beloved husband packed all the ones I had put out as possibilities.
Before the trip there is a lot of organizing and planning and afterward, lots of laundry and things to be put away. I won’t even talk about the punishment that will be meted out by my cats.
The beloved husband said it best. He said, “This is like moving to a new house!” But the weather was perfect. The companionship was the best. I can always rest when I get home.