Part 2…Sightseeing with friends in Vancouver, Washington and Oregon…Lovely Mother’s Day dinner at Rita and Gerhard’s home…

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Another beautiful waterfall along the Pacific Northwest.

When Gerhard and Rita picked us up yesterday afternoon, we had no idea that the drive itself would feel like a quiet step back in time. As we made our way through a historic area of Vancouver, they guided us through the grounds of the Vancouver Barracks, a place steeped in stories that date back to 1849. This was the first U.S. Army post in the Pacific Northwest, and even from the car, it carried a sense of dignity and permanence that is difficult to describe unless you have seen it for yourself.

Officers Row is a collection of 22 beautifully restored 19th-century Victorian homes in Vancouver, Washington, once used by U.S. Army officers at the Vancouver Barracks. Located on a 21-acre site within the Vancouver National Historic Reserve, this tree-lined promenade is a landmark for history enthusiasts and a popular spot for scenic walks.

The barracks are part of the larger Fort Vancouver National Historic Site, an area that has been lovingly preserved and restored over the years. We passed rows of stately 19th-century officers’ homes, their architecture reflecting a time when craftsmanship and detail were paramount. The wide porches, tall windows, and manicured lawns seemed to whisper stories of another era. Nearby, we caught a glimpse of the Pearson Air Museum, a reminder that this area is not only rooted in military history but also in the early days of aviation.

While most of the 21 houses are now private offices or residences, several are open to the public:The Grant House (1101 Officers Row): Built in 1850, it is the oldest house on the row. It is named after Ulysses S. Grant, who served as quartermaster at the fort but never actually lived in the house. The Marshall House (1301 Officers Row): A stunning 1886 Queen Anne Victorian that was home to General George C. Marshall. It currently offers walk-in tours and serves as a museum. The O.O. Howard House: Named for General Oliver Otis Howard, this house hosts events and is part of the historic district.

What struck me most was how beautifully everything had been renovated. There was no sense of neglect or fading history. Instead, the entire area felt alive, as if the past had been carefully carried forward into the present. It was easy to imagine life here between 1846 and 1906, when this region played such an important role in shaping the Pacific Northwest. Even for someone like me, who tends to connect more with people than with places, there was something deeply moving about seeing history preserved with such care.

St. James Catholic Church in downtown Vancouver.

Tom, of course, was completely captivated. As a devoted history buff, he soaked in every detail, pointing out architectural features and commenting on the significance of what we were seeing. Watching him light up like that always brings me joy. It is one of the many ways we experience the world differently yet together, each of us finding meaning in our own way while sharing the same moment.

Overlook in the Columbia River Gorge.

After this fascinating drive, we left the historic district and headed toward the neighborhood where Rita and Gerhard have made their home since the late 1980s. The transition from historic landmark to quiet residential streets felt seamless, as if the entire city carries a gentle respect for its past while embracing the present. Their neighborhood was charming and welcoming, with tree-lined streets and homes that reflected years of care and pride.

The tree-lined roads were stunning.

Stepping inside their home was like entering a beautifully curated collection of memories. Everywhere I looked, there were treasures from their extensive world travels. Each piece seemed to have a story, thoughtfully placed and tastefully arranged in a way that felt inviting rather than overwhelming. It reminded me so much of our own lifestyle, collecting experiences, though seeing it displayed in a permanent home added a different kind of warmth.

Bonneville Lock and Dam, located in the Columbia Gorge National Scenic Area 40 miles east of Portland, Oregon, and Vancouver, Washington, spans the Columbia and links the two states. The U.S. Army Corps of Engineers operates and maintains Bonneville Lock and Dam for hydropower production, fish and wildlife protection, recreation and navigation. Since 1938, Bonneville Dam has supplied the region with inexpensive electrical power. Visitors can experience first-hand the operation of two hydroelectric powerhouses and watch migrating fish traveling upstream at the underwater viewing rooms next to the fish ladders.

One of the highlights of the evening was finally meeting their two adult children, Lisa and Marcus. There is something special about connecting with the family members of dear friends, as it deepens the relationship in a meaningful way. They were warm and engaging, and it did not take long for conversation to flow as easily as if we had known each other for years.

Vertical Turbine Pumps (Dewatering & Water Control): These are commonly used in locks and dams for pumping water to manage water levels or for dewatering dry docks for inspections. They consist of a vertical shaft, a motor on top, and an impeller that rotates inside a bowl to lift water.

Dinner itself was nothing short of wonderful. Rita had prepared a delicious spread that included filet mignon, grilled chicken, creamy mashed potatoes, sweet corn on the cob, sautéed vegetables, and a hearty salad of fresh greens. For me, it was perfect to be able to select the options that worked best for how I eat, something that has become second nature after all these years of travel and adapting. Tom, on the other hand, reveled in the mashed potatoes and corn, savoring every bite of what felt like a rare and comforting treat.

The Bridge of the Gods is a steel-truss cantilever bridge that spans the Columbia River between Cascade Locks, Oregon, and North Bonneville, Washington. It is approximately 40 miles (64 km) east of Portland, Oregon, and 4 miles (6.4 km) upriver from Bonneville Dam. It is a toll bridge operated by the Port of Cascade Locks.

As always, the conversation carried us through the evening with ease. We shared stories, laughter, and reflections from our travels and from life in general. There is a certain comfort that comes from being with people who understand the pace of connection, where nothing feels forced, and everything unfolds naturally.

The Columbia River reaches its greatest width near its mouth at the Pacific Ocean, where it spans approximately 6 to 14 miles wide near the Astoria-Megler Bridge. While the width varies, it stretches to these extreme breadths just before entering the ocean, having widened from an average width of 1.5 miles in its lower section.

By the time we returned to our hotel, we were ready for a good night’s sleep, the kind that comes after a full and meaningful day. This morning, as soon as I finish uploading today’s post, Rita will pick me up again, and we will head out for some girl time and coffee at her favorite local barista. I am looking forward to that quiet time together, just the two of us, sharing conversation in a different way.

At some point, passengers may have been killed in accidents along this scenic route.

Later today, we will begin packing for tomorrow’s departure as we set out on a four-day road trip across the northern United States toward Minnesota. I hope to continue posting along the way, laptop balanced on my lap, relying on our T-Mobile connection whenever the signal cooperates. With long travel days ahead, I prefer to write in the quiet of the morning rather than the evening. We are especially looking forward to capturing photos along the journey, particularly when we reach Yellowstone in a few days, depending on road conditions and how far we choose to drive each day.

More expansive views of the Columbia River Gorge.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 11, 2016:

Sunset in Bali. For more photos, please click here.

Day 25…Transpacific Cruise…Disembarkation day!…We’re off to Vancouver, Washington…

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We spent most evenings in the ship with these two couples from left to right; Nancy, Cynthia, Charlie and Ted. We haf lots of fun!

We are currently nestled into the welcoming comfort of Hotel Indigo Vancouver Downtown, a lovely spot that already feels like a temporary home in this charming corner of the Pacific Northwest. But rather than rushing ahead, I find myself wanting to pause and reflect on yesterday…a day that marked the end of one journey and the l beginning of another.

After twenty-five days at sea, the familiar walls of our cabin suddenly felt different when we woke. Perhaps it was the anticipation of disembarking, or perhaps it was simply the reality that my best efforts to stay healthy had slipped quietly through my fingers. The night had been restless. I tossed and turned, coughing endlessly and sneezing in a way that made sleep feel like a distant memory. So much for all that careful handwashing and sanitation procedures. Sometimes, despite our best intentions, life has its own plans.

Still, there was no lingering. Departure day waits for no one.

We gathered our belongings, took one last look around the cabin that had been our little sanctuary, and made our way down to the Promenade Cafe. There is something oddly comforting about that space, even on the final morning. Travelers sat with their coffees, some chatting quietly, others staring off as if already missing the gentle rocking of the sea. We found a place to sit and waited for our departure number to be called. Ticket number 37. It sounded so official, like a final chapter being neatly closed.

Tom made a quick stop at the security desk to retrieve our confiscated power strips. Meanwhile, I headed toward the baggage area, weaving through the steady flow of passengers, all of us moving with purpose yet carrying that subtle reluctance that comes with endings.

Finding our bags turned out to be surprisingly easy, a small victory in what could have been a chaotic process. And then, as if on cue, a porter appeared, offering assistance with a calm efficiency that immediately put me at ease. There is something reassuring about being guided in those moments when everything feels slightly uncertain. He led us through the terminal and into a private pickup area, sparing us the usual confusion and long waits.

And just like that, we were ready.

We contacted Rita and Gerhard to let them know we had arrived, and within about thirty five minutes, we were greeted with warm smiles and open arms. It is a rare and wonderful thing to have friendships that pick up exactly where they left off, no matter how much time or distance has passed.

Seeing them again brought back memories of our time in Bali, when we had shared a lunch during a port of call on that incredible forty seven night cruise spanning from December into March. Even then, in that faraway place, there had been a sense that our paths would continue to cross. And here we were again, this time on their home turf.

Their new vehicle was perfect for the task ahead, easily accommodating both us and our collection of luggage that always seems to grow with each journey. We settled in, grateful for the comfort, and began the two and a half hour drive to Vancouver, Washington.

As the city faded behind us and the landscape began to shift, I found myself relaxing in a way that only comes when you know you are in good hands. Conversation flowed effortlessly. We shared stories from the cruise, laughed about little mishaps, and listened just as eagerly to what had been happening in their lives since we last met.

There is something deeply grounding about these moments. After weeks of constant movement, of new places and fleeting encounters, being with dear friends offers a sense of stability that is both calming and restorative.

By the time we arrived, the earlier discomfort of my lingering cold seemed less significant, softened by the warmth of friendship and the promise of the days ahead. Four days here, in this beautiful city, with people we genuinely care about. It feels like a gift.

And so, as I sit here now, finally catching my breath and looking ahead, I am reminded that travel is not only about the destinations we explore, but also about the connections we nurture along the way. Tomorrow, I will begin sharing photos of this lovely place. But today, I wanted to hold onto yesterday just a little longer.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 8, 2016:

The two Katuks and Ribud (the pool and landscape guy) in Bali are holding up the three-kilo Blue Fin tuna for last night’s and tonight’s meal. After it was cleaned and filleted, there were two huge portions that we shared each night. Such wonderful people! Such fabulous fish! For more photos, please click here.

Day 24…Transpacific Cruise…One day and counting…Port of Victoria, British Columbia…

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Little pansy faces.

Day 23…Transpacific Cruise…Two days and counting until disembarkation…What are the chimes we hear udring flights?…

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From Travel + Leisure online magazine, found here.

“Those Beeps You Hear on a Flight Actually Mean Something—Here’s What Airplane Chimes Signal

A pilot weighs in on what one, two, and three chimes mean on a plane. By Lydia Mansel Published on May 4, 2026

The more often you fly, the more the entire process starts to feel routine. It becomes second nature to scan your boarding pass, settle into your row, buckle your seatbelt, and zone out—whether that means getting some work done or listening to your music—until it’s time to deplane. But if you take a moment to actually look at (and listen to) what’s going on around you, you may start to notice the subtle details that ensure your entire in-air experience runs seamlessly. One of those details is the beeps, or chimes, you hear during a flight.

To the untrained ear, these chimes are easy to ignore; they don’t register as anything urgent or noteworthy. And that’s precisely the point—they aren’t intended for passengers. “These sounds are meant for the flight crew (pilots and flight attendants) in order to keep everyone informed [and] standardize the flying experience, and [they] are standard operating procedures,” says Kolin Jones, a pilot and the founder and CEO of the private aviation company Amalfi Jets.

You’ll likely hear a few different versions of the dings or chimes. “Individual dings while at cruising altitude are the noises of another passenger ringing their flight attendant call button,” says Jones. They may be in need of a drink, assistance with their entertainment system, or something else that requires direct interaction with the crew.

Now what if you hear two chimes? “The double chimes you hear… indicate to the cabin crew that the aircraft is passing through 10,000 feet, which is usually when they will start to prepare the cabin for service, and enable passengers to get up and walk around,” says Jones. At the same time, you might also hear an announcement that you’re now able to use your electronic devices.

There may also come a time when you hear three chimes, although this tends to be rare. “Hearing three chimes is ‘priority communication,’ so usually the flight deck is calling the flight attendants with an urgent message or an emergency situation,” says Jones. Still, as a passenger, it’s important to remain calm and stay in your seat. If there is anything that needs to be communicated to you and your fellow passengers following the three chimes, the air crew will make an announcement.

While Jones says these sounds are “usually standard across all airlines/aircraft (commercially),” they can “vary per each individual airline’s standard operating procedures (SOPs).”

Continuing on…In just forty eight hours, this chapter of our sea journey to the US will come to a close. It’s hard to believe how quickly the days at sea have slipped through our fingers, each one filled with new faces, routines, and the comfort of life afloat. Soon, we’ll disembark, stepping off the ship with our luggage in hand and hearts full of memories we didn’t even know we were collecting.

Waiting for us will be our dear friends Rita and Gerhard, whose familiar smiles will mark the beginning of our next adventure. There’s something deeply comforting about being greeted by people who know you well, especially after weeks surrounded by strangers who, in their own way, became part of the story too.

The drive to Vancouver, Washington will feel like a transition between worlds. From the vast openness of the ocean to the beauty of the Pacific Northwest, it’s a shift we welcome with curiosity and gratitude. Four nights there lie ahead, offering us time to settle, reflect, and simply be before we begin our next journey across the northern states of the US, on our way to Minnesota.

As always, we move forward with open hearts, never quite knowing what each new place will bring, but trusting it will be exactly as expected.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 6, 2016:

In Bali, a Hindu temple on the road into town. For more photos, please click here.

Day 22…Transpacific Cruise…Three days and counting…How to Save in Summer Travel Amid Jet Fuel Price Increases

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From Travel + Leisure online magazine here.

“We Asked 5 Pros How to Save on Summer Travel Amid Jet Fuel Increases—These Are Their 6 Tips

With airfare up as much as 20 percent, flexibility and smart booking strategies can help cut costs. By Alison Fox, published on April 28, 2026

Summer travel is heating up, but rising fuel prices threaten to put a damper on warm-weather getaways. The ongoing war in Iran and closure of the Strait of Hormuz has forced airlines to cancel flights and fuel prices to soar. In fact, jet fuel prices have more than doubled over the last year, according to the airline trade group Airlines for America, and AAA noted that pump prices are the highest they’ve been at this time of year since 2022.

Flight prices are also up as a result: summer domestic airfare has increased by 10 to 15 percent, and prices for European trips from the United States are up by around 20 percent, according to data from Dollar Flight Club shared with Travel + Leisure.

But that doesn’t mean a dream summer vacation is out of the question. It just means American travelers have to be a bit more creative. “The core message for travelers is flexibility has never been more valuable,” Jesse Neugarten, the founder of Dollar Flight Club, told T+L. “In a normal year, being flexible with your dates and destinations can save 10 to 20 percent. But in this market, it has really escalated. If you can do that, there’s a ton of value still to be found.”

T+L tapped experts from across the travel industry to ask how to save money and navigate summer travel this year. These are their best tips.

Be flexible.
Flexibility is the keyword for summer: flexible with dates, destinations, and airports travelers fly in and out of. “Destination flexibility is the biggest lever, date flexibility is next, and airport flexibility comes in third,” Neugarten said. Considering alternative airports when booking may also translate to big savings, he added.

That could mean flying out of Philadelphia instead of one of the major New York City airports, for example, or choosing John Wayne Airport (SNA) in California instead of Los Angeles International Airport (LAX). Think about the Caribbean, Mexico, and staying closer to home.

to places like Europe may be experiencing unusually high price increases, but some destinations have more price stability.“If you’re just looking to go away and you haven’t made any plans, the predictably affordable places are going to be your best bet: the Southeast, the Caribbean, and coastal Mexico. We’re still seeing a healthy amount of cheap flights,” said Katy Nastro, a travel expert for Going. “It is further down the list for travelers because these areas tend to be really hot in the summer, really humid, and there is the threat of worse weather and hurricanes.”

Neugarten said prices on these routes may be holding because they tend to be shorter, burn less fuel, and have a lot of competition from low-cost carriers.

Don’t wait to book.
It’s always tempting to wait and see if flight prices go down, but experts say this is not the time to play that game. In fact, they said prices will likely just keep rising.

However, there is often a way to recoup money if prices do drop—as long as you don’t book basic economy, Nastro said. That is because many major U.S. airlines eliminated change fees for non-basic economy tickets.

“I would highly recommend booking that main economy ticket even if it’s going to take a bigger bite out of your wallet,” she said. “That main economy ticket is going to allow you if you have to make any changes and to take advantage of price drops. This year, any savings are major savings.”Set price alerts.

The only way to take advantage of price drops is to know when they happen. And setting price alerts on sites like Google Flights or Skyscanner is a sure way to do that.

But they can also be used to help plan a trip, said James Byers, a group product manager at Google Search.

“If your heart is set on a specific destination, but you’re flexible about when you fly, you can use price tracking for ‘Any dates’ and get an email about price drops for flights departing in the next three to six months,” Byers said.

Be strategic about road trips
Like jet fuel, gas prices have also been affected by global events. However, Nastro said the price at the pump is “more reactive to the market” and could “come down more suddenly than jet fuel.”

Travelers opting to stay closer to home and rent a car may want to start their trip earlier in the week, as this can lead to greater availability and lower rates, said Adnan Manzur, the senior vice president for North America customer operations at Hertz. Thursdays and Fridays are typically the busiest days for renting a car at an airport.

“Being a smart traveler isn’t about cutting corners, it’s about making a few thoughtful choices that save time and money upfront so you’re not paying a premium for it later,” Manzur said. “Travelers today are looking for experiences that feel seamless and are a good value. A little foresight … can stretch a travel budget much further.”Be prepared for changes

Airlines may be cutting flights, but experts said they tend to focus on less-profitable routes, off-peak times, routes with multiple daily flights, and smaller markets. In the U.S., Nastro said carriers are “making cuts at the margins.”

“They’re looking at where they make razor cuts,” she said. “I’m sure airlines are hedging their bets. It’s easier for them to add flights back… and they’re trying to be as cautious, but as surgical as possible.”

But in Europe, Nastro added, this could make hopping between countries by plane more difficult. Instead, she recommended travelers use trains or “keep your trip centralized, sticking to one country, sticking to destinations that don’t rely on short-haul flights.”Investing in travel insurance can also help with uncertainty. And travelers are taking advantage: last year, Berkshire Hathaway Travel Protection reported a 12 percent increase in total policies purchased. And they’ve seen a 7 percent increase in the first quarter of this year.

“Our position is always safety and security while traveling,” said Carol Mueller, a VP at Berkshire Hathaway Travel Protection. “And we want to make sure, no matter where people choose to go and what their budget is, that they feel comfortable and can find the right travel insurance for that type of trip.”

In a mere three days, we will step off the ship once again, trading the gentle sway of the sea for the steady ground beneath our feet. There is always something bittersweet about that moment. This floating world that has carried us across miles of ocean becomes a memory almost overnight. Yet, waiting for us at the port will be something just as meaningful, the warm smiles of our dear friends Rita and Gerhard.

The thought of that 2.5-hour drive together feels like a continuation of the journey rather than an end. Conversation, laughter, and familiar connection will fill the space between destinations. Our four nights in Vancouver, Washington, will offer a chance to settle, to breathe, and to spend time with our dear friends.

Then, onward again to Minnesota, with hopes of passing through Yellowstone National Park, where nature reminds us how small and fortunate we truly are.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 5, 2016:

Two teenage boys walked this young white horse down the beach to play in the river next to our holiday house in Bali. He seemed to love cooling off in the water. For more photos, please click here.

Day 21…Transpacific Cruise…Horror at sea…

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Illness at sea can be life-threatening, as explained in today’s story.

As we travel the world, often aboard ships that become small floating communities, it’s easy to forget how fragile that sense of safety can be. A few days ago, somewhere far out in the vast Atlantic Ocean, that illusion was quietly broken aboard the MV Hondius, where three lives were lost to a rare and unsettling illness.

The virus, known as Hantavirus, is not something most travelers ever think about. It isn’t spread through casual contact or shared meals, but rather through exposure to infected rodent droppings or urine. Even so, in the confined and interconnected world of a cruise ship, its presence felt deeply unsettling.

The three individuals who died were not just passengers on a voyage. They were people, each with their own stories, plans, and loved ones waiting somewhere across the globe.

Among them was an elderly Dutch man, believed to be one of the first to fall ill. His symptoms began quietly, like so many illnesses do at sea, perhaps mistaken at first for fatigue or a passing bug. But his condition worsened quickly, and he died during the journey, far from home.

Not long after, his wife also became ill. One can only imagine the fear she must have felt, not only battling her own symptoms but grieving her husband at the same time. She was evacuated to a hospital in South Africa, where she later passed away. Their shared journey, which likely began with excitement and anticipation, ended in a way no one could have foreseen.

The third victim was another older passenger, identified in reports as either British or German, depending on early or updated accounts as authorities worked to confirm identities. He too succumbed to the illness after developing severe symptoms, part of a cluster of cases that left others on board sick, and one person fighting for life in intensive care.

There is something especially sobering about loss at sea. On land, tragedy is grounded. There are familiar places, routines, and support systems. But on a ship, surrounded by endless water, everything feels both closer and more distant at once. News travels quickly, yet answers come slowly.

Health officials, including the World Health Organization, have been careful to point out that this virus is rare and not easily spread from person to person. In fact, only one confirmed case has been verified so far, with several others still under investigation.

Even so, the emotional impact ripples far beyond those directly affected. Fellow passengers, likely strangers just days before, now share a bond shaped by uncertainty and concern. Conversations shift. Awareness sharpens. Every cough, every moment of fatigue carries a different weight.

As travelers, we often embrace the unknown with a sense of adventure. But moments like this remind us that the unknown carries many forms. Some are breathtaking. Others are humbling, even frightening.

And yet, life aboard continues. Meals are served. The ocean stretches on. People gather, talk softly, and try to make sense of something that feels both distant and deeply personal.

In the end, these three individuals were more than headlines. They were part of a fleeting community at sea, one that changed forever in the span of a few days. And as the ship moves forward, as all journeys do, their stories travel with it.

May we all be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 4, 2016:

Gede, our houseman in Bali, stopped at the side of the road when he spotted this monkey and baby. We had no idea we’d see much wildlife there. Of course, we were thrilled! For more photos, please click here.

Day 20…Transpacific Cruise…Sea day…The world’s best cities for living to 100…

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We are still unable to post new photos while out to sea.

from this site:

“These Are the World’s 10 Best Cities for Living to 100, Study Finds—and No. 1 Ranks for Quality of Life

Researchers analyzed quality-of-life, environmental, and health metrics to rank global longevity hotspots. By Kristine Hansen, Published on April 28, 2026

There’s a lot of talk these days about longevity with spas and wellness retreats rising in popularity. But some destinations are more deeply tied to the principles of living a long and healthy life than others.

The Norwegian city of Bergen rose to the top as the place where people have the best chance of living to 100, according to a new study by World Depopulation, a global demographics analytics tool. The community, which hugs Norway’s southwestern coast, received the study’s highest longevity score thanks to its top environmental conditions and quality of life (ranked 4th worldwide). The national life expectancy in Bergen was 83.76 years, according to the study, with low national smoking rates.

The Australian city of Canberra ranked No. 2 globally in quality of life, with a national life expectancy of 84.34 years.

That was followed by Nantes, France, in third place, with fellow French city Grenoble in the fourth overall spot (and No. 1 for global quality of life). France had a national life expectancy of 83.7 years, according to the study.

In the United States, the highest-ranked city was San Jose, California, at No. 36 overall. Part of the San Francisco Bay Area, San Jose ranked relatively high in environmental factors at 53. Still, he was hampered by high nationwide obesity rates of 42.74 percent and a nationwide life expectancy of 79.76 years.

“One thing that didn’t surprise us at all was how poorly American cities performed,” a longevity researcher from World Depopulation said in a statement shared with Travel + Leisure. “The problem is the broader national context. Americans have a 42 percent obesity rate and a much shorter life expectancy than Europeans or Australians. Even if you live in the healthiest American city, you’re still part of a food culture and healthcare system that makes going past 80 and 90 much harder than it would be in Europe.”

To compile its list, World Depopulation examined 100 cities worldwide, using a predetermined list from Oxford Economics’ Global Cities Index. The study examined each city’s rankings in quality of life and environmental conditions, life expectancy, smoking rates, obesity levels, food quality and safety standards, and physical inactivity among adults over the age of 70.

This is the full list of the top 10 cities ranked for longevity, according to World Population.

  1. Bergen, Norway
  2. Canberra, Australia
  3. Nantes, France
  4. Grenoble, France
  5. Bern, Switzerland
  6. Reykjavik, Iceland
  7. Lausanne, Switzerland
  8. Zurich, Switzerland
  9. Basel, Switzerland
  10. Quebec City, Canada”

As we continue wandering from one corner of the world to another, we often find ourselves asking, where will we land when the journey slows? It is a curious thought, one without urgency, yet it lingers in the background of our days. We have no clear answer, no place calling us home just yet. Perhaps it will be somewhere with fresh air, gentle weather, and a sense of peace that settles deep within us. Until then, we move forward, grateful for each new horizon, trusting that when the time comes, the right place will somehow find us.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, May 3, 2016:

Reclining Buddha. 80% of Bali’s population is Hindu. This restful pose reminds us of the pace here: calm, relaxed, and stress-free. For more photos, please click here.

Day 19…Transpacific cruise…Out to sea…Repost from ten years ago today…

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Note: Today’s story is a report from ten years ago today that we thought might be enjoyable for our readers who may not have seen it then.

Our new home in Bali…The story begins to unfold…Many more photos to come…

The Buddha statue by the pool is a fountain that runs continually.

In the dark, at the culmination of the harrowing four-hour drive, our driver made the ascent down a narrow single-lane road toward the sea. The road was so narrow that he had to get out to ask a neighbor to move a vehicle to allow us access.

As soon as we exited the van, both Ketuts greeted us with this tray with ice-cold washcloths, fresh flowers, a lit candle, and two glasses of sweet tea.

Moments later, he pulled up to the house, lights illuminating an exquisite scene, and for the next two months, we were home. With a sense of trepidation, I exited the car, legs cramped from sitting for so long, took a deep breath, and smelled the fresh ocean air as relief washed over me.

Greeted by two lovely Balinese women, coincidentally, both named Ketut, one held a tray with fresh flowers, ice-cold washcloths, and two wine glasses filled with sweet tea. Sadly, I declined the sweet tea but instead requested water. The spring water is safe to drink here.

The infinity pool is more beautiful than we imagined, the surface like glass, clear and cleaned daily.

During the four-hour drive, we never stopped for water or a bathroom break, both of which were of immediate concern to me, although I graciously held back to allow them their usual ritual of showing off the house.

We’ll continue to have our coffee here on these chaise lounges each morning.

Our house man, Gede, (sounds like ga-day, the popular Australian greeting over which we all giggled when he explained) wanted to ensure we had a full tour including the opportunity to decide which of the two floors we preferred for our primary living quarters. There were four bedrooms to choose from, two on each level.

It wasn’t the easiest decision, even after we narrowed it down to two of the four, each with ocean views, all with en suite bathrooms. The only question, when the upstairs was slightly more appealing than the main level, was, “Did we want to manage the oversized risers for the flight of stairs to the upper level?”

The covered huts and cabana poolside.

After careful consideration, we decided to stay on the main floor in the bedroom with the pool and ocean views.  With no railing on the open side of the staircase and only partial railing for the remainder, these factors contributed to our decision to opt for safety (old-timers that we are) to stay in the master bedroom on the main floor.

Doing so was no sacrifice, by any means. The sound of the surf, the views of the pool, Jacuzzi, and raging surf are hardly a sacrifice. Both floors have separate living rooms, and although it is a single house, we are free to use the other living room at any time if we so choose. There’s AC in that living room, which, when it’s especially hot at night, we may use.

We considered using the Jacuzzi last night, but it was raining. We have plenty of clear nights ahead of us.

After the tour and room decision, dinner was served by both Ketuts, including a small whole roasted chicken coated in delicious gluten/starch/sugar-free seasonings and a platter of the most delicious vegetable dish either of us had ever eaten. We asked for the same veggies at each dinner.

They cleared and washed the dishes, leaving us to unpack and settle in. In no time at all, we were mostly unpacked, saving the remainder for the morning since we were anxious to let the family know we’d arrived.

Peering across the pool to the ocean is a breathtaking scene.

As expected in this remote area, the Wi-Fi is slow and unpredictable, though nowhere near as inconsistent as on the ship. In the next few days, we’ll decide whether we do, in fact, have to order a hotspot device, which we investigated months ago.

The rest? Heavenly. Oh, I know, I’ve said this in the past. And yes, we’ve lived in some magical places, each with its own unique offerings. But, I must admit, this may be the most beautiful vacation home we’ve rented to date. and the setting…directly on the ocean with an infinity pool as the preface to the sprawling sea only steps from our door.

We’re located in the following area, as described in Wikipedia.

“Bali Strait is a stretch of water separating Java and Bali while connecting the Indian Ocean and the Bali Sea. At its narrowest, it is 2.4 kilometers (1.5 mi) wide. The Bali Strait is one of the five bodies of water surrounding the island of Bali: Lombok Strait to the east, the Badung Strait to the southeast, the Bali …”

Tom’s foot as we had a short stint in the sun yesterday afternoon. No sunburns for either of us.  We’ll move over to the cabana for shade.

At night, we can see the lights of Java, Indonesia, across the bay. On a clear night in the near future, we’ll share photos of that view. Amazing.

The household staff includes four: two Ketuts, Gede, Ribud (the pool guy), plus a driver on call (for a small fee). With several beautifully prepared instruction booklets available, we have most of the answers to our questions. Yesterday, we made a list of questions for Gede, who helped us in every way.

No, it’s not perfect. As is the case for each property, there are nuances to which we’ve already begun to adapt including; no English speaking news or any channels on the TV; Ketuts don’t speak much English (one, only a little); it’s hot and humid during the day (no AC in the main floor living areas except in the bedroom); there are ants, spiders, mozzies, flies with no screens (we keep doors wide open all day) and again, no coffee pot.

The cabana is quite appealing, and we’ll surely spend time reading and relaxing there while in Bali.

Thank goodness for that silly little coffee filter we purchased long ago and had yet to use. Tom, as always, is masterful in ensuring we have the perfect coffee each morning.

After dinner, we’ll use the Jacuzzi, swim in the lighted pool, and lounge for the rest of the evening to watch our favorite downloaded shows on the TV via our HDMI cable while relaxing on the comfy leather sectional, with an appropriate coffee table to set our beverages on.

There are endless nuances that we’ll continue to share in days to come, including the monetary exchange, which requires a bit of a learning curve. Tomorrow, we’ll share a funny story of our first foray to an ATM in Indonesia and a trip to a grocery store in Denpasar. There’s always a learning curve to some extent, most of which makes us smile.

May your day find you learning something new that makes you smile!

Tomorrow, we’ll be starting a new feature to our site that we can hardly wait to share, all about our Bali experience. Please check back!

Photo from ten years ago today, May 2, 2016:

The covered huts and cabana poolside at our new holiday home in Bali. For more photos, please click here.

Day 16…Transpacific cruise…Port of Oahu…We can load photos, today!..Fantastic day with dear friends Kathy and Don!…

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Kathy and Don’s veranda has stunning views.

Note about photos: There is a sense of relief when, at last, the ship’s WiFi cooperated, and we could upload photos while the ship was docked in Oahu, Hawaii. After days of trying at sea, it felt like reconnecting with a small but meaningful part of our daily routine. Yesterday, after we disembarked the ship, we spent a delightful day with our dear friends Kathy and Don, capturing moments we did not want to forget. Now that everything has finally been downloaded, we look forward to sharing these images over the next several days.

Our dear friends Kathy and Don are on their patio in Hawaii Kai, Koko Isle, Hawaii.

We couldn’t have imagined a more fulfilling day than the one we spent yesterday with our dear friends Kathy and Don. From the moment our Uber pulled up to their lovely oceanfront home in Koko Isle, on an “island within an island” tucked into the peaceful beauty of Hawaii Kai on the island of Oahu, we felt that familiar sense of comfort that only comes from being with people who know you well. We arrived at about 10:30 in the morning and were greeted with warm smiles, heartfelt hugs, and the kind of easy laughter that picks up right where it left off, no matter how much time has passed.

We were so happy to be with our friends once again.              

Their home sits along the water in a way that invites you to slow down. The gentle motion of the ocean, the soft breeze drifting through open spaces, and the elegance of their surroundings made it feel as if time had paused just for us. We settled in quickly, as if we had been there countless times before, which in many ways reflects the depth of our friendship. Though we have only known each other for about thirteen years, it feels like a lifetime, filled with shared experiences and meaningful moments.

Tom’s chicken sandwich.

Our conversations flowed effortlessly throughout the day. We found ourselves reminiscing about Marloth Park, that magical place where our friendship began on Christmas Eve in 2013, and truly deepened over the years, often through trials and tribulations. There is something about Marloth Park that leaves an imprint on the heart, and as we spoke of the wildlife and the camaraderie we shared there, it was as if we were transported back in time. Each story sparked another, and before long, we were weaving together memories from across continents and years of travel.

Kathy’s shrimp scampi.

At some point, we ventured out for lunch, taking a scenic drive that turned out to be just as memorable as the destination itself. The route offered stunning views of the island’s natural beauty. The vibrant greens, the dramatic coastline, and the ever-present ocean created a visual tapestry that felt almost unreal. We paused more than once to take photos, trying to capture even a fraction of what we were seeing, knowing full well that some experiences are better felt than photographed.

My chicken Caesar salad has the best dressing I’ve ever had.

Our destination was Buzz’s Steakhouse, a popular spot that was bustling with energy when we arrived. There was something wonderfully nostalgic about sitting outdoors, surrounded by the hum of happy diners and the gentle presence of the nearby water. It brought us back to earlier times in our lives, reminiscent of lakeside dining in Minnesota, where the view of the water somehow made every meal taste just a little bit better.

The four of us, outside Buzz’s Original Steakhouse in Kailua, Hawaii.

Lunch was delicious, but it was more than just the food. It was the atmosphere, the shared stories, and the simple joy of being together. There is a certain kind of enthusiasm that exists near the water, a lightness that seems to lift everyone’s spirits. We felt it there, just as we have in so many places over the years. It is a feeling that stays with you long after the meal is over.

A tourist parasailing.

After lunch, we returned to their home, continuing our conversations as if there had been no pause at all. The hours slipped by quietly, marked not by any schedule but by the natural rhythm of connection. We spoke of future plans, including our upcoming reunion in Marloth Park this September, where we will once again gather with many of the friends we have made along this incredible journey of life. The thought of being together again, in a place that holds so many cherished memories, filled us with anticipation.

The scenery was breathtaking as always in the Hawaiian Islands.

Before we knew it, the afternoon had turned into early evening. Around 5:30, it was time to make our way back to the ship. Saying goodbye is never easy, but there was comfort in knowing it was not a farewell, only a pause until the next chapter we will share together. As we left, we carried with us the warmth of the day, the laughter, and the quiet understanding that friendships like this are among life’s greatest treasures.

Beautiful!

Those seven hours felt both fleeting and expansive. In that time, we were reminded of how fortunate we are to have people like Kathy and Don in our lives. The day was not filled with grand events or elaborate plans, yet it was deeply satisfying in every way that matters. It was a day of connection, reflection, and gratitude, set against the beautiful backdrop of Hawaii.

As we returned to the ship, we found ourselves already replaying the moments in our minds, holding onto them in that gentle way we have learned through years of travel. These are the days that stay with us, long after the journey moves on.

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago today, April 29, 2016:

Sunset out to sea on the same ship we are on now. For more photos, please click here.

Day 14…Transpacific Cruise…Out to sea…Tomorrow, Oahu, Hawaii!…

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View of the ship’s pool from an upper deck.

This has been a fantastic journey so far aboard Royal Caribbean Voyager of the Seas, and we find ourselves feeling both grateful and a little cautious as we look ahead to the remaining eleven days. So much of our enjoyment has come from the people we have met along the way, those easy conversations that begin as small talk and somehow turn into shared stories, laughter, and the comfort of familiarity. In a setting like this, connections seem to form quickly, perhaps because we are all floating through the same vast stretch of ocean together, removed from the usual distractions of everyday life.

Rock climbing wall on the ship.

Equally important has been the fact that we have managed to stay healthy. That alone feels like a major victory. We have been diligent, perhaps more so than ever before, with our sanitation habits. Washing hands frequently, using sanitizer without hesitation, and being mindful of what we touch have become second nature. We cannot say for certain that these efforts are the sole reason we have avoided getting sick, but it certainly feels like they have played a role. There is a sense of reassurance in knowing we are doing everything we can.

One of the more noticeable changes in our routine has been skipping a second daily meal in the Windjammer Cafe. We do miss it at times, especially the variety and the casual ease of wandering through the buffet, but there is also a trade-off that feels worthwhile. Continuing with our one-meal-a-day approach has helped us maintain our weight, which can be challenging on a cruise where indulgence is always within reach. At the same time, avoiding the buffet may reduce our exposure to germs. Whether or not that is truly the case, it gives us peace of mind, and that is reason enough to continue this approach on future cruises.

Miniature golf on the ship.

Our evenings have settled into a pattern that feels both comfortable and enjoyable. Around 4:30 each afternoon, we make our way to the Crown Lounge, where a small spread of food is set out. We take a few bites, nothing excessive, and pair it with a large glass of water. It is just enough to prepare our stomachs before that first adult beverage. Starting the evening this way feels balanced and sensible, allowing us to enjoy our drinks without overdoing it.

From there, we often find ourselves at the R Bar, where a familiar group has naturally formed. Some nights, the conversations pick up right where they left off the evening before, while other nights bring new faces into the mix. By 7:00, we are seated at a shared table in the main dining room. Sometimes we dine with people we already know, and other times we meet passengers who are entirely new to us. There is something special about those moments, sitting down with strangers who quickly become acquaintances, and occasionally even friends.

Flow Rider on the ship.

By the time 11:30 arrives, we are usually ready to retreat to our cabin. There is a comforting simplicity in winding down after a full day, reflecting quietly before sleep. Last night, however, sleep did not come easily, and I found myself restless for much of the night. It happens, even in the most peaceful surroundings. I am hoping to make up for it with a short nap this afternoon before we attend the 3:00 pm seminar we have been following. The series on past US presidents and their wives has proven to be unexpectedly engaging, offering glimpses into lives shaped by history and circumstance.

For now, we sit in the Promenade Cafe, our usual spot on the banquet, watching the steady flow of passengers passing by. It is a lively place, filled with small interactions and passing conversations. We often pause to chat with others, sharing a few words, a smile, or a story. These simple exchanges have become one of the highlights of our days, a reminder that travel is not only about the places we go, but also about the people we meet along the way.

This towel elephant in our cabin is wearing my reading glasses.

Tomorrow, we will not be posting as we disembark around 10:00 am and make our way to our dear friends Kathy and Don’s home in Kailua, Oahu, Hawaii, before we all head out to lunch. It will be a lovely change of pace to spend time on land with them. We plan to post the following day and resume sharing our journey. Thank you for traveling along with us!

Be well.

Photo from ten years ago, today, April 27, 2016:

At a distance, the rock-climbing wall is next to the sports court, while on this same ship, Royal Caribbean’s Voyager of the Seas, ten years ago today. For more photos, please click here.