Not Elvis but

I left the building today!

(And if you aren’t old enough to follow that – it is perfectly fine…)

As I mentioned, this building is directly across the street from the Pacific Ocean. There is a park, sidewalk, stretch of beach – just what you would expect. The sidewalk has painted distance markers ever 50 meters just in case it is important to you to know where you are or how far you have gone. We entered at the 5000 meter mark heading north. And yes, I am sure of my direction!  

Walking for a bit, I detoured to check out the sand –

which is extremely fine to the point of powdery and white enough to blind you if the sun is at the perfect angle. There are boats in the water, some drifting at anchor with the tide.  On our return –

you can see the dozens upon dozens of high rises lining the coast (and yes, this is south of my current location. Mind you, this is not a city center, but some commercial, a lot of condos with holiday rentals mixed in. 

As Bruce reminded me (and I went and looked it up) geography is taught off Mercator projections of the earth.  These original flat maps hugely distorted areas at the extremes of the poles.  And then, as I was kindly provided – the map as currently relevant to me…

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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