Thursday, April 24, 2008

Gas lanterns everywhere






Alley








Front door to hotel



Shopping

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shopping




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The Battery



The Battery












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The City Market

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Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation



Boone Hall Plantation


Boone Hall Plantation---the rest below are all at Boone Hall









Not much new going on here. I have been home sick with the stomach flu for 2 days now. But I made it back from Charleston in one piece so I am pretty happy about that, only wish I could say the same for my luggage, which was lost and later arrived with one of the bags without a wheel.

I did, however, find lots of great deals when shopping down there at Burlington Coat Factory...my new favorite store! ~grin~

Charleston was amazingly beautiful and very clean. The gardens where out of this world...no kidding! Berta, you would have loved it. ;-)

One interesting thing happened on the way back to SJ. I was sitting next this woman on the plane and her youngest son, just a baby. Across the aisle from me was her husband and other son. I recognized him as one of my classmates from high school. He hadn't changed a bit. His wife was just adorable and we talked a lot on the flight back. She said they now lived out in Canmore AB and he was a climbing instructor. Now, I have friends that "climb" so this made me think of these little mountains we have out east here.

When I got back home I got to thinking I'd try to find him on Facebook and send him the link to some of the high school groups that have old pics, which we spoke about briefly on the flight. I couldn't find him on FB, so I googled him to see if I could find him on another similar site, like Blogger. Well, a ton of hits came up. Turns out he is not just a "climber", he is a sort of celebrity among rock & alpine climbers, as well as all types of mixed climbing. He has climbed such locations as Kyrghyzstan, Alaska, Northwest Territories, Peru, Pakistan and Patagonia and is the author of the mixed climbing guide book, Mixed Climbs in the Canadian Rockies and has been featured in too many magazines to mention.

I guess my point (besides being very impressed that the quiet guy with the long ponytail and guitar on his back from school turned out to follow his dreams and become so successfull in life) is that we can really do whatever we want to. We just have to have the guts to go for it and the strength to endure the hardships along the way. That is what seperates the losers in life, like me, from the winners, like Sean.

I mean, it is not like I am particularly unhappy or anything. But I live such a mundane, simple little life...go to work in my call center job...live in my dumpy little house...garden in my little yard. What have I really accomplished in life, besides my 18 year relationship with my husband? When I die, what will I be remembered for? Or, better question, will I be remembered? What have I done to leave my footprint on this world? Nada.

I know we can't all be sucessful in our careers, and I can live with that. Some people choose to be great parents, but I don't even have any children yet. Some people have noble careers, like Doctors,Child Care Workers, Teachers, etc. and some people excel at hobbies, like Paul does at golf. Some people have great life-long friendships, when I sometimes have a hard time creating new relationships, partly due to my upbringing and partly due to the fact that I have been burned by my so-called friends so many times in the past.

Long story long...lol...I guess what I am saying is that I've got to figure out what I want to be when I grow up and get my life in order. Now, I know I have been home sick for 2 days and my mind has been working overtime when not preoccupied with work stuff...that is just the way my mind works...but this has been in the back of my mind for awhile now. Maybe I am just having a mid life crisis...lol?

Anywhoo...here are some pics from my Charleston trip.

1 comment:

New MrsIngram said...

I don't think your having a mid-life crisis, just perhaps questioning why you're here. I think we all do that from time to time .. especially when left home with nothing but our thoughts for two days! I wish I knew what to say to help but I'm not the best at getting my words and thoughts together at times. You need to figure out something you are passionate about and work at getting involved in it somehow or perhaps some volunteer work. Volunteering always makes me feel like I've made a difference in someone's life or in this world.