Why Zebra's don't get ulcers-The Acclaimed Guide to Stress I was at : Gloucester Ave, Montego Bay, Dr. Cove's Beach......Time to take my meditation...reflecting less about the fear of dying and more about the joy of living.
2009 has been great! Happy LAST Year!er I mean Happy New Year.
What about Zebras, who tend to live in the moment... They may freak out when lions are running after them, but they don't agonize over things that aren't actually happening. And, as the title says, they don't get ulcers. Makes you think it's all in your head- no such thing as stress-only prolonged stressful thoughts.
If it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger...After all, Zebra's stress is short term, a matter of minutes. They either escape their predators, or they get eaten.
To Josh, Amber, Baby Parker and Wendy; Sponsored by Pampers: "We're right behind you".
Age 40 is the old age of youth--when I ran the Los Angeles Marathon (in Bob Reif's orthotics), had 8% body fat and a six pack, thanks to Layla---an ECA Stack--Effederine, Caffeine, Aspirin, as told to Charlie Gibson on Good Morning America 5/27/99
Age 50 is the youth of old age---when I traveled 45 countries, by land, sea, air, foot and bicycle. It's like the unplugged version of Eric Clapton's Layla...
"See if you can spot this one..."
3rd and long....Go deep...into the crystal blue waters of Cozumel....Hail Mary...(Joyful and loving in) Let(ting) It Be. I'm 18 again, with 32 years experience...
Now I know why Jacques Cousteau, legendary ocean explorer, called it the "best diving area in the world.".
Look at the stars / Look how they shine for you / And everything you do / Yeah, they were all yellow
Got this Real Madrid Jersey in Costa Rica-Ouch! Mellow Yellow---Yellow is commonly known as sunshine, happiness and optimistic- as in Yellow Brick Road. It is, nevertheless, scientifically the most difficult color for the eye to take in.
Think about it...or better yet, "Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain".
Under a tree- top canaopy...Paraiso is Spanish for paradise...but today was Paradise Lost. No worries because this trip has been "Safari as a way of life". That takes you out of your CZ's (comfort zones) and incredible things happen, like an attitude of gratitude
Like the Edward Van Halen Song... Uh!Oh yeah! Ah-huh!. Jump back, what's that sound? Here she comes, full blast and top down. Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue.Model citizen, zero discipline...Panama. Panama.
I am about to go to the zoo, and see all the stuffed animals in their cages. What I mean is the Disneyland effect--bring in tons of white sand, add a backdrop of palm trees and colonial shops, and the copy is better than the orginal- It's beautiful and predicatble, like plastic surgery. The statue's not the saint, but the menu is the meal. Yet, Sint Maarten has a retro Carib-vibe going on in that magical strip of land called Phillipsburg beach.
I wrote about this before , The Merchants of Venice, and can say the same for The Caribbean: It's not just visited by tourists, but inhabited by them. Even though I am hitting it and quitting it, it seems in the gaze of locals that "we" are just one critical mass, and more than that, from their POV, "always here" and "Here comes everybody!". ( Next Wednesday, The Oasis of the Seas, the largest cruiseship in the world hits the beaches here).
I took these videos before The Herd came in to stampede the shops and restaurants. There was a guy who called himself the CandyMan, a kind of quasi Peter Max merchant: the Lovebeads puka shells , tie-dyed red dirt t-shirts,pineapple incense, psychedelic ,black-light posters and the fabulous '60s. I think he sprinkled some crack on his corn flakes as my three espressos couldn't keep up with his banter. He wanted to friend me on Facebook, but I just couldn't see us being buddies! Somehow a restraining order would come into the equation..
Doing Fine and Thensome in Barbados;Affectionately known as 'Little England', a certain British-ness pervades daily life, from place names (Clapham, Dover and Lancaster) yet Little Saigon might be a better description with all this frenetic energy.
Rented a jet ski ocean style BUI's Boating under the influence of Rum and Coke in a Rice Rocket. Below, a typical Saturday afternoon in Bridgetown.
Where you water it or on the other side...Make the call:
The Teaches of Beaches
The palm tree is a sacred symbol in Greece because Apollo was born under it. The Egyptians called it the tree of life.
In ancient times they were the personification of victory, peace and fertility; in Biblical times, it has been considered a princely tree....and for this virtual Beachcomber Jesus, they have come to mean island-tropical-red-carpet welcomings to paradises found.