They’re Baaack!

It was Wednesday and we had breakfast at L’Azure, one of the restaurants here at The Crane.  I told Tom I couldn’t take much more of staying in the penthouse.  I felt like it was too big, I wasn’t really here, that it was isolating being so far away from everything, that I felt like I was watching the pool area on a TV.

So, after breakfast, we packed our stuff and moved to our “home” – 211.  It just feels so right to be here.

There was no one in 211B so the connecting door was left open.  We actually own this apartment, too, but usually put it in the rental pool.

The year that my dear friend, Sue (SuziQ to Cushies), was here, she stayed in this apartment and used the garden a lot to think about things.  She was going to come back with us the next year, too, but she died first :(  I still miss her so much.  I’m writing this in “Sue’s garden” and remembering how special she was.

Back-door

So, we’ve been going about our daily business, working mostly, a bit of reading, time by the little pool, a few naps scattered here and there…

Life is good.

Tower Pools?

I mentioned earlier today that I didn’t think I was a fan of tower pools, although I’ve never been in one.  To me, they seem like an outdoor bathtub.

The Crane’s buildings have towers/turrets on the corners with plunge pools built into them.  The one here in the penthouse involves a climb up 3 stairs to access.

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I put my feet in long enough to get this image from inside:

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“Our” regular pool seen from up here, right on the end, by the ocean.  Next stop – Africa!

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And the view from “our” regular pool can’t be beat!  The infinity edge makes it seem like it goes on, well, forever.

Barbados

A normal day here I would have sat out in my bathing suit, reading, and when it got too hot, I’d hop in the pool for a bit. Today I read a lot and did computer work. The bathing suit is still dry…

Back to Barbados

What a trip!

I thought by packing earlier on Friday night I could sleep better.  Not so – I was still awake most of the night thinking, worrying…

At 8:30am I left with Mimi for her sister’s house.  Mimi is so lucky – she doesn’t even know what a kennel is.

I got back home and waited for Tom to get there.  He rolled in at 10am, just after the taxi got there.

The trip to Regan airport was uneventfull.  We actually got there about 10:30, possibly the earliest we have arrived for any flight.

Checkin, security, no problems.  We decided to have something to eat at this little place by the gate.  No coffee!  AARRGGHH  Tom convinced the manager that they should still have coffee at 10:45am.

Boarded plane.  We had seats D and F.  Tom convinced the woman in E that she’d like to move back a couple rows closer to her husband…and we had no one in E so could stretch out a bit more.

From the beginning this was a bumpy ride, thanks to Hurricane Isaac which was headed to Miami, same as us.  You can see him just over Cuba at 60 miles per hour at the time we were nearing Miami.

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We finally landed and found our next gate, only 4 gates away.  Gate 1 was already fairly crowded with people headed to Barbados.

I found a little newsstand with the nut/fruit bars I like. I got 2 at $3.99 each.

Settled in for the 2 hour wait and an announcement came up that we were leaving 30 minutes early.  Ok, great for us, not those running for a connection.

Waited a bit more.  Announcement that our plane had major issues and they would find us a new one

Waited.  New gate.  Now gate 50 which is 2 terminals away by sky train and we had 30 minutes to get there.

We navigated all that and got there to learn they’d found a plane but it needed to be made ready.

Tom went to the newsstand for snacks.  The only thing I’d had so far was that fruit/nut bar at gate 1

He came back with a variety of stuff, including some more fruit/nut bars. But at this gate they were only $2.89. Go figure!

Finally, we got onboard.  We were the last flight out of Miami for a few days.  Another bumpy trip but we made it to Barbados at 11:30.  Naturally, out suitcase was nearly last on the carrousel but it arrived!  Through Immigration and Customs and off to Stoute for our rental car.  Tom’s debit card was rejected…we’d forgotten to let them know we were traveling.

We got to The Crane just before midnight and found out that the people who had been in our apartment last week hadn’t been able to leave so they were giving us the penthouse for the night, the week or the whole trip.

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This place is huge, too big for us.  If Michael can come this weekend, that would be good but otherwise…

We opened up all the doors for a cross breeze, looked around a bit and fell asleep.

Early on Sunday, Tom went to his usual meeting and I poked around. This place didn’t seem to have a laundry, a feature we rely on heavily but I found one across the hall.

I do hate the “tower pools” but I haven’t actually been in one yet.  Maybe it won’t be so bad.

I texted Michael and Alice to let them know we’d gotten here and called my mom.

Did some work and started this blog post.  The wifi up here is very slow and the first picture hasn’t even uploaded yet. Maybe I’ll add the other to another post…later. 

Tom came back with salt bread so all is well in my world!

Bajan Salt Bread

This traditional bread made in Barbados, is one of the only breads that isn’t very sweet. However don’t let the name fool you. This bread is definitely not salty. This bread can be used to accommodate almost any filling. This local delicacy is the housing for the popular bread & two which consists of salt bread filled with two fish cakes.

You can find salt breads at bakeries and bread shops throughout the island of Barbados. A pack usually contains six (6) salt breads sold in clear plastic bags.  Bajan Salt Breads are baked daily and would usually be accompanied by a piece of khus grass on the bread, but do not be afraid! This is to preserve the freshness of the bread. Enjoy!

 

 

 

Back To Barbados

What a trip!

I thought by packing earlier on Friday night I could sleep better.  Not so – I was still awake most of the night thinking, worrying…

At 8:30am I left with Mimi for her sister’s house.  Mimi is so lucky – she doesn’t even know what a kennel is.

I got back home and waited for Tom to get there.  He rolled in at 10am, just after the taxi got there.

The trip to Regan airport was uneventfull.  We actually got there about 10:30, possibly the earliest we have arrived for any flight.

Checkin, security, no problems.  We decided to have something to eat at this little place by the gate.  No coffee!  AARRGGHH  Tom convinced the manager that they should still have coffee at 10:45am.

Boarded plane.  We had seats D and F.  Tom convinced the woman in E that she’d like to move back a couple rows closer to her husband…and we had no one in E so could stretch out a bit more.

From the beginning this was a bumpy ride, thanks to Hurricane Isaac which was headed to Miami, same as us.  You can see him just over Cuba at 60 miles per hour at the time we were nearing Miami.

Hurricane Isaac

The path of Hurricane Isaac

We finally landed and found our next gate, only 4 gates away.  Gate 1 was already fairly crowded with people headed to Barbados.

I found a little newsstand with the nut/fruit bars I like. I got 2 at $3.99 each.

Settled in for the 2 hour wait and an announcement came up that we were leaving 30 minutes early.  Ok, great for us, not those running for a connection.

Waited a bit more.  Announcement that our plane had major issues and they would find us a new one

Waited.  New gate.  Now gate 50 which is 2 terminals away by sky train and we had 30 minutes to get there.

We navigated all that and got there to learn they’d found a plane but it needed to be made ready.

Tom went to the newsstand for snacks.  The only thing I’d had so far was that fruit/nut bar at gate 1

He came back with a variety of stuff, including some more fruit/nut bars. But at this gate they were only $2.89. Go figure!

Finally, we got onboard.  We were the last flight out of Miami for a few days.  Another bumpy trip but we made it to Barbados at 11:30.  Naturally, out suitcase was nearly last on the carrousel but it arrived!  Through Immigration and Customs and off to Stoute for our rental car.  Tom’s debit card was rejected…we’d forgotten to let them know we were traveling.

We got to The Crane just before midnight and found out that the people who had been in our apartment last week hadn’t been able to leave so they were giving us the penthouse for the night, the week or the whole trip.

Penthouse

The Crane Penthouse

This place is huge, too big for us.  If Michael can come this weekend, that would be good but otherwise…

We opened up all the doors for a cross breeze, looked around a bit and fell asleep.

Early on Sunday, Tom went to his usual meeting and I poked around. This place didn’t seem to have a laundry, a feature we rely on heavily but I found one across the hall.

I do hate the “tower pools” but I haven’t actually been in one yet.  Maybe it won’t be so bad.

I texted Michael and Alice to let them know we’d gotten here and called my mom.

Did some work and started this blog post.  The wifi up here is very slow and the first picture hasn’t even uploaded yet. Maybe I’ll add the other to another post…later.

Tom came back with salt bread so all is well in my world!

Bajan Salt Bread

This traditional bread made in Barbados, is one of the only breads that isn’t very sweet. However don’t let the name fool you. This bread is definitely not salty. This bread can be used to accommodate almost any filling. This local delicacy is the housing for the popular bread & two which consists of salt bread filled with two fish cakes.

You can find salt breads at bakeries and bread shops throughout the island of Barbados. A pack usually contains six (6) salt breads sold in clear plastic bags.  Bajan Salt Breads are baked daily and would usually be accompanied by a piece of khus grass on the bread, but do not be afraid! This is to preserve the freshness of the bread. Enjoy!