Friday, May 15, 2009

Ship Shape & Confusing


You are MOST welcome today-

click on photos to enlarge Big Sky Beach (note the tiny palm trees to da far right)

"All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another."

Anatole France

Red Hibuscus always remind me of Jamaica

"The man who looks for security, even in the mind, is like a man who would chop off his limbs in order to have artificial ones which will give him no pain or trouble."
Henry Miller

Shameless neighbor kitty

"Change is inevitable - except from a vending machine."
Robert C. Gallagher

As soon as I approached down the sidewalk I could see that things were Back-Assward. The back of my house was facing the street, and the prow (for our home is a boat) is now facing the open channel of the harbor, appearing ready for a quick get away to an off-shore voyage.

The "shake-down" cruise had been a success. Both engines - the giant tractor-trailer (lorry) sized Detroit Diesel in the engine room/Cloudia's dressing room, and the new Yamaha outboard "kicker" - had functioned flawlessly.

The surveyor counted the life jackets, admired my sanitation system (*blush*) and made sure that the navigation lights, well, lighted.

Everything checked out. Next stop: an appointment with the Harbor Master (a functionary of the State of Hawaii) who will observe our exit and return of the harbor before signing off on our continued residence here in the Ala Wai Small Boat Harbor.

Reversing the orientation of our home has taken some getting used to. 3rd Mate Kitty in particular seemed a bit befuddled. Usually she leads me aboard, turns to the right, and then leads me on to her food bowl aft so I can admire it's abundance, or replenish a scandalous drought of crunchies.

She hesitated. I could almost hear the cogs in her little kitty-cogitation device reversing. We, too, forget what we will see outside the hatch, and the sun now shines through a completely opposite morning-porthole here aboard the good ship Bizarre-O.

Fortunately, here at my keyboard below decks, everything looks comfortingly normal. Though things have clearly been "shaken up." Habit has been broached just enough to make us really SEE , instead of merely pass through accustomed surroundings. Fresh eyes, sorta.
Gotta be the cheapest backyard vacation yet, and gives a whole new meaning to "flipping a house!"

Yes, we're enjoying our "backward" life. I've just got to be careful about walking off the usual side.

Blogger overboard!

A L O H A! Cloudia