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"The gladdest moment in human life, methinks, is a departure into unknown lands.” – Sir Richard Burton

One of the things that I have missed most since the start of the pandemic is the ability to travel.

Oh, last year, Corb and I did have some away time, but it was basically all New England based: Provincetown, New Hampshire, Maine, Eastern Mass. They were great trips, don't get me wrong, but what we really love, more than anything in the world, are our annual excursions to the Caribbean. Every February, right after auditions for whatever play I was working on that year were held, we would go away for a week or so, and then come back, refreshed and ready to take on the world (or at least, auditions).

In 2020, we had returned from a trip to the Caribbean, just about a month before the word shut down. I remember it vividly, because there were some truly gorgeous excursions (I actually liked CoCo Cay, there was a rain shower and we ran frantically for cover and it was all rather sweet), but also, because so many people were catching colds on the boat. I am sure it wasn't Covid, just a nasty flu, but I was left with a horrible cough that lingered for months.

That year I was directing Mamma Mia, and after it was set to go up, we were scheduled to travel to Greece. Instead, we learned all the music, we went out the last night to a bar to celebrate, a friend made a joking comment about "this is the way the world ends" and the week after, the show was placed on hiatis and the cruise was cancelled.

Two years later, we just received word that the show has been officially cancelled after being postponed forever, just about a month ago. But on the positive side, the Greece trip has been rescheduled to July and we were able to find time to get away to the Caribbean for two long weeks starting...well, today.

I have been DREAMING of this moment for so long, and it wasn't easy to bring about. The cruise was originally scheduled for March, but due to work obligations, I had to move it into April. And then last week, as my work began to ask everyone to come back into the office rather than work at home, Covid outbreaks started to pop up again, and I came dangerously close to being impacted. I worked three days in offices last week--two days in Boston, one in Rhode Island, and on Friday, my boss received notification that she had been in contact at work for someone who tested positive for COVID. That contact had been on a Wednesday in Boston, so I missed that close contact by just one day. Sure enough, come Monday, she tested positive for COVID, too, and her vacation, which was scheduled to start the same day as mine, had to be pushed back.

But I haven't been impacted (and she seems to be recovering), so this morning, at the ungodly hour of three in the morning, we left Eldredge and took a flight down to Fort Lauderdale. Our ship sets sail on Friday, and before it does, we still have all sorts of COVID precautions to take, which I am very grateful they are taking. For example, this afternoon, we had to schedule a test at a local pharmacy. The nearest appointment we could find was 40 minutes away, but at least we had a lovely Uber driver from Venezuela who kept us in good spirits with stories about her family and her travels.

I know we will be COVID free, but paranoid as I am, there is still this lingering doubt that something will go awry. I think I have waited for this for too long, I can't quite believe it's here again.

I will say, the place at Fort Lauderdale is nice, but has more of a beachy feel compared to the swankier places in Miami that we are used to staying. Our trips would always start at the Fountainbleau and then move to The Palms after the cruise was over. This place, called Plunge, is right by the beach, which is nice, but it has more of a down home feel. The vibe is definitely a bit older, more sedate. Our Uber driver says she really likes that about Fort Lauderdale, but she just had to endure spring break in Miami.

Anyway, we have a few days here and then we head off on our cruise. This time around we will be visiting Haiti, Puerto Rico, St. Lucia, Antigua, and St. Kitts in ten days, so it should be plenty relaxing. Both Corb and I are exhausted from the early morning so have spent most of the time after the COVID test collapsed in our hotel room, but I am looking forward now to getting out and exploring.

Expect more of these sorts of posts throughout the next few weeks...one of the other benefits of travel: it's fun to find time to write about it.



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"If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough." Mario Andretti


Hey! So here we are, almost two months later, and guess what? Corb's been busy gearing up for a new adventure--opening a booth for his lighting restoration business.

It's something that's been months in the making. Before this, he has been selling his chandies on eBay as well as displaying them at a local shop (only all over the shop, but not with one location of his own). But back in the fall, he learned of a new place opening up nearby called Shiplap and Chandeliers and decided this would be the perfect opportunity to take things to the next level (I mean, what he sells is part of their name, after all). And so, he has been hard at work, building a booth (the design is all his own) and getting the inventory ready.

Today was opening day! It was exactly like the opening of a show. The place looks terrific and the owners are two lovely lesbians, and I think they are going to do quite well.

And good news: Corb rocked it! The store was packed and everyone raved about his area, and he sold so much--paid for almost two month's rent--that this evening he's been hard at work restocking for tomorrow morning. He's downstairs shining up a sconce as I type this.

So, it's been a good day. Well, for the most part. There was one incident that happened during the grand opening that kind of put a damper on things.

You see, Corb's mom naturally wanted to go to the opening, and her kind of fiancee/boyfriend Jim wanted to go as well, to support Corb. But Jim has been...well, frankly, slowly dying for these past few years. Let me explain: just as there are people who refuse to get the COVID vaccine, Jim decided not to take the shingles vaccine a few years ago, figuring there was no need.

But of course, there was. He contracted full body shingles and basically is now living on a feeding tube, and also has a myriad of other problems, including skin cancer, that doesn't make it likely he will be around much longer. (And PS: I love the guy. He is quite the character.)

So, it's so cool he came this afternoon. That he was strong enough after all he has been through to move around and keep going. To be there for support. But as Corb and his mom were looking around the store, Jim suddenly felt dizzy and started to collapse to the ground. I was talking to him at the time and within seconds, he fell into my arms, feeling as light as a feather. Well, an 80 pound feather.

What to do? I tried to look around for some help, but Corb and his mom were at the other side of the shop. And there Jim was, almost unconscious in my arms.

Fortunately, there was a very kind man nearby who rushed over to help me. While holding Jim, I asked the man to find a chair so that Jim could sit in, and once it was retrieved and we moved him into it, I asked the man to look after Jim so I could hunt around for Corb and his mom. The place was packed and I had to wade through a ton of people to get to the other side of the store. But find them I did (it felt like it took forever) and we were back by his side and 911 was on the phone.

I honestly thought Jim was going to die. His eyes were closed and he started to fall forward, and we kept trying to keep him awake and alert. But Jim, stubborn cuss that he was, refused to give up and managed to stay awake. And then, he was alert enough to refuse to go to the emergency room once the EMTs arrived. Jim insisted he was okay to go home (I have my doubts, as he couldn't even stand up), but they had no choice but to obey his wishes.

But you know what's annoying? While all this is going on, people were complaining about not being able to get into the store! One person actually said loudly "Guess we won't be able to see the place, because some old guy is dying." Hmph. Sorry to put a crimp in your day, sir.

Anyway, Jim is home now and I doing better. And Josie, Ashes and Dan showed up for the grand opening, too, and we went out to lunch afterwards. So, all's well that ends well. And now, Corb handles the next adventure: keeping the coffers well stocked.

It all goes to show: doors open and windows close. But as it is with most things in life, even if you're closing or opening, you're doing it with a little help from your friends.

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