Vacation and The Brother

by Bella Rum

IMG_0200Look what we found behind the window cleaner in the housekeeping closet in our room. Someone must enjoy a little nip in the middle of her workday.

We just returned from vacation at the beach. We had pretty nice weather until Thursday. The rains came. It didn’t bother us a bit. We wrapped up in sweat shirts and did our own thing, visited some old haunts, and went out to dinner. All good things.

The weather is full of itself today: rainy, windy, dark and cool. I talked to my brother this morning, and they were preparing for his business to flood this evening. His business is only a few feet from the water’s edge where the boats offload their harvest. We’re having a nor’easter, and there’s a full moon tonight. Double whammy. Most likely they will get some water in the office. Hopefully it will not be too bad, not like that time a nor’easter demolished the wall facing the river.

He told me that he was at a friend’s house a couple of weeks ago and had an “episode.” They had a crab feast. He was sitting in the shade by the pool when he suddenly felt strange. He began to sweat and lost vision in his good eye. He felt bad in general. His blood pressure was 70/45. Not his normal pressure, for sure. They called an ambulance, but he was feeling better when they got there, and his vitals had improved. The entire thing only lasted about 20 minutes. He did not go to the hospital, but he went to his doctor the next day. They are running tests for everything. He still isn’t finished. They haven’t found anything yet. I told him that he should call me when something like that happens. His answer, “Nothing has happened yet.” Men!

We had a wonderful time on vacation. Our room was on the seventh floor. I got up in the middle of the night. It had rained. I went out on the balcony and looked down. Raindrops were clinging to the palm trees. They looked like they had been scattered with diamonds. I’ve never seen trees sparkle like that. Breathtaking. Doesn’t the ocean make you feel connected, like you’re a part of everything?

We met a young couple who sat at the table beside us at dinner. They were newlyweds on their honeymoon. She was so beautiful, and they were having the best time. They asked us to recommend another restaurant. We did. Something tells me she was not doing much cooking in the kitchen. How sweet they were.