On a beautiful small island called Mantyluoto just off the west coast of Finland. Rocky beach with pine trees and the gentle Gulf of Bothnia between me and Sweden. I was there in the Spring of 1962, and I have never forgotten it.
Paris.
Make that three weeks. Yay!
I really want to be in the Caribbean.
I want to be in a cabin in Maine - with a lake in front and a mountain behind. Just sleeping on great-smelling sheets with a light breeze ruffling the window curtains.
In VERY personal proximity to Anna Kournakova in my first class cabin on a world cruise.
(Sorry Jennifer Anniston, its over)
Now ain’t that just like a man? The moment she gets pregnant, he loses interest!
…hiking a trail off the Blue Ridge Parkway.
Hmm, I’m there with ya. We just have to move Owen Park Beach to the cabin. Or maybe easier, move the cabin to the beach.
I used to have a cabin in Kezar Falls, ME that was near a beautiful lake with Mount Baldy (as we called it) behind us. We didn’t have lakefront property, just water rights - but I would gladly take one of the places on the water right about now.
Would one of these houses do?
More something like this.
You have much fancier tastes than me!
Actually - I think thisis the same lake I meant.
OK, we’re there. I love it.
Hurray!!