You figured out the photo show in stellar fashion!
yep for now. i keep having to download new stuff to do this with and those free trials only last a few weeks. and when i plug in the camera i get all of them trying to pop on at once. there are pix on each of them that i dont want to lose so ill have to figger that out too.
Exellent share. Thanks Psych. Hope you're having a blast, the scenery certainly suggests tranquil and bouyant times. \
it was wonderful tho we were back on tuesday evening. wishing that i were still there but i still have to go to work yanno? sigh
\\\ I know the feeling you experienced in Nantucket, I had the same one in 89? Then there was Salem, St. Augustine, a half dozen other Atlantic landmark well groomed and "histrically accurate" towns. But even funnier, to my amazement, was my disappointment felt over the "cheesey" spots, losing their childhood allure. Wildwood, Seaside Heights, Daytona, coupla others along the eastern seaboard. We're in trouble when the cheesey spots fall apart.
lol oh yeah. wildwood. i used to take my kids there once in a while when they were young. i do love the jersey beaches tho. some look very much like the cape. our cheesy beaches are ocean beach, hampton beach and old orchard beach.
I have no problem with doing away with the "public bathouses", but leave the palm readers and shell game wizards alone.
when i retire this is going to be my next career:) really. i am so wanting to do this.
You figured out the photo show in stellar fashion! Exellent share. Thanks Psych. Hope you're having a blast, the scenery certainly suggests tranquil and bouyant times. I know the feeling you experienced in Nantucket, I had the same one in 89? Then there was Salem, St. Augustine, a half dozen other Atlantic landmark well groomed and "histrically accurate" towns. But even funnier, to my amazement, was my disappointment felt over the "cheesey" spots, losing their childhood allure. Wildwood, Seaside Heights, Daytona, coupla others along the eastern seaboard. We're in trouble when the cheesey spots fall apart. I have no problem with doing away with the "public bathouses", but leave the palm readers and shell game wizards alone.
heres a few more. when we got back to the mainland we went kayaking and then went out for an early dinner at a seafood restaurant. it was an interesting experience because everyone else in the restaurant was a local and they were all amazingly friendly. when you walk into the restaurant you look at the board and order and then the waitstaff brings you your dinner. i was going to order shrimp but the description on the board said the shrimp were from the gulf. i asked what gulf and they said gulf of mexico so i ordered chicken! when the waitress, who was from bosnia, brought our dinner she joked and asked why we came to a seafood restaurant and ordered all non seafood. we said because we went to a seafood restaurant expecting local seafood and the guy at the next table cracked up because he was a fisherman. he said they dont shrimp in these parts. who knew? the other pix are off the local architecture a several hundred year old windmill and the oldest house on nantucket. going back to the young woman from bosnia, many of the workers on the cape are what they call international workers. they come from all over the world, i asked why they did this rather than employ college kids on break or locals and was told it had to do with the length of time they needed the workers which was longer than the break that typical college kids had off. so later we were approached by two women from jamaica who were looking for employment and asking if we knew who was hiring. we didnt and referred them to the library to google seasonal jobs on nantucket but i was surprised that they volunteered that they had just arrived from maine where they worked the ski season. it then occurred to me that the hospitality industry has created a new type of migrant worker. i wonder how this works out for them and if its an exploitive process?
well yay. i think ive figgered it out. those are from this past weekend at the cape. perfect weather. i was a bit disappointed in nantucket its become so very commercial and it wasnt even memorial day yet. the last time i was in nantucket was probably 25 years ago and my memory of it was that it was a quiet fishing village. now all of the historic buildings are filled with expensive things to buy and there is little authenticity to the experience. that made me sad. aside from that longing for something of substance rather than something to buy the weekend was really very nice. as you can see the beaches were deserted. the kid and i made a picnic basket mothers day breakfast for the beach and ran down to the beach to write happy mothers day in the sand and then ran back to the house hoping to get gf back to the beach before the tide washed our efforts away. i couldnt get the whole phrase in the pix cause the kid wanted it BIG. big it is:) the island is apparently going for the irish custom of placing goofy signs in places where one wou;d expect to see an official sign. the poison ivy one made me laugh and yeah the cliff was very high. the other two are the pix of the slow boat as its called. we took the fast ferry over and the slow boat back. dont ask. i am still not knowing why we did this:) and the other is one of the small bookstores on nantucket. despite the number 99 sunblock ive managed to get a burn. now that ive momentarily reremembered how to do this pix thing i think ill post more since ill forget how i did it tomorrow. oy. the mind is a terrible thing to waste or lose or both
