I went swimming twice today. It was about 70 + degrees when I arrived in New Orleans. A couple hours later the rain started and so did the cold front. By the time I was ready to jump into the pool the air was too cold, but I noticed steam rising off the pool. I stuck my foot in, and the water temperature was perfect! I ripped off my shirt and cannon balled into a huge bath! It started to drizzle while I was swimming. Have you ever swam in the rain? Your body is warm under the water, but you feel the little, cold drops hit what ever part is above the surface. It is very relaxing and cleansing. I could have stayed in the pool for hours, but my growling stomach told me otherwise.
Who knew that a hotel could feel like home? I wrote about the Candlewood Suites when I stayed in one in Albuquerque, NM, but this time it’s even better. I walked out to throw my usual cheese, onion, garlic, spinach, and broccoli pizza on the grill. I brought out a magazine not expecting to talk to anyone, but as soon as I sat down at the table that all changed. The only time I touched my magazine was when I picked it up on my way back to my room at 430 am. The patio at this Candlewood is exactly like my gazebo at home, except my dad hasn’t wrapped it in plastic to keep us warm. People sit around the table with their favorite drinks, smoke cigarettes, talk about anything and everything, and share their favorite songs with each other. People come outside when they need fresh air and go back in when they get ignored for showing off the guns on their hips. But, tonight there was a group of three that remained the same as the others changed. The only time I got up out of my seat was to use the bathroom, retrieve some chips and con queso from the gas station, and attempt to drag a recliner outside because some one dared me to. Slowly, three fell to two and two fell to one, and at 430 am the night was over. I went to sleep happy, feeling appreciated and loved by people I just met :-)
Tell those you love that you love them.
You can never say it enough.
Is anyone else a traveler? It’s funny how you want to get away from the normal everyday stuff, but when you’re out on the road you take great comfort when things are like they are back home. It’s almost like we want the same life just in a different setting. We want to wake up and have our house be on an island off the coast of Panama. We want to walk out of our warm shower that actually has water pressure onto the cliffs of Machu Picchu. Hell, I would love to walk around the Incan empire naked. Yes, we want different, but we still love same. This week I am staying in a Candlewood Suites in Albuquerque, NM, but instead of a hotel room, I have a apartment! I have a kitchen stocked with all kinds of pots, pans, popcorn bowls, tupperware, and even a full sized fridge. I may not cook the most elaborate dishes, but I like to make my own food instead of eating every meal in a restaurant. There is free laundry, a grill on the outside patio – which I used to make a delicious pizza – a free dvd rental at the front desk, AND they allow dogs! If I had one he would definitely be staying here too.