"your love is better than ice cream"... except at Toppers

Well, mission pretty much accomplished. We celebrated Klarissa's 21st birthday! We did eat obscene amounts of ice cream at Toppers, go digging for clams, and have a bonfire. No fishing (at least not with poles -- Mariah did catch a minnow with her bare hands) but we did do some sweet ocean kayaking and Mariah has become quite an accomplished windsurfer over the course of a few days.

Please see pictures below to see evidence of said activities:

Some interesting facts we learned this week:

~ one should avoid singing silly camp songs about sharks when one is kayaking in VERY open waters
~ when an ice cream store employs a puppy theme, the result is instant success... especially with a certain young Jackson girl

~ Fishers Island is a pretty incredible place

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I swore on my crooked pinky I would post tonight -- so here it is.

I've hit the halfway mark on Fisher's Island. 5 weeks down, 5 weeks to go. The time is going by a little too quickly, but I know that at the end of the summer I'll be itching to get off this tiny little island and get back to a normal (well, semi-normal) adult life. But for now, life is good. Every time I teach kids how to windsurf and I see the look of elation on their face as they land a tack or jibe for the first time, I am reminded of how much I love this job.

I reached a milestone on Saturday night -- the first time I've ever worked in a restaurant (aside from the time the head cook let me use the deep fryer at Camp Sunshine during Lupus week). Every night, Hay Harbor Club turns into a restaurant (the "sunset lounge" or something) where Islanders can lay down ridiculous amounts of money for good food... and lots of spirits. So I bussed for four hours, and got to eat really delicious leftovers afterwards. Although a milestone (and although I didn't NOT enjoy it), this will probably not be an oft repeated experience in my life. But I have to admit, I did enjoy overhearing the conversations of the rich and not-quite-famous. Lots of politics, and lots of drunken antics towards the end of the night. Next time I'll bring a camera.

I finished reading "Life of Pi" -- very interesting and quite the unexpected ending. I definitely recommend it. And I just started on "Wild Swans," a personal history about China in the 20th century. Reminds me a lot of "The Good Earth" by Pearl S. Buck. I didn't learn too much about the Far East in high school/college so I'm making up for it now.

Not too much new going on. My sisters are both coming to visit next weekend to celebrate Klarissa's 21st birthday. We're going to dig for clams, have bonfires, go fishing, and eat obscene amounts of ice cream. Among other things. I can't wait.

Some random shots of the island (and me):

Some of the kids I teach at the Thursday night dance. The boys wear the cutest clothes.

Oh, and I'm an aunt 2X. Erin had a beautiful little baby girl named Rachel Corrine. 3 lb 10 oz, born on June 20 --- she just came home from the hospital today.

She's going to be a heartbreaker. Especially if she has a crooked pinky like her aunty Jen.

the Gloaming

I'm finishing up my third week here at Hay Harbor Club on Fisher's Island. The first week was spent mostly repairing windsurfing equipment and getting things in order. I've been teaching now for about two weeks. I couldn't ask for a more beautiful location (the water could be a tad bit warmer... although it's been much warmer than I anticipated). The kids are fantastic and all I do is spend a few hours a day teaching them how to improve their kayaking strokes, take them on mini-adventures (usually involving sliding their kayaks down rock slides into the ocean) , and teach them to windsurf. I usually have six to eight 45 minute private or semi-private lessons daily, and fill the rest of my days with reading, babysitting, and watching episodes of "the Office" on Michael's computer.

I live in a place aptly named the "Golf House" as it sits on a nine-whole golf course and also houses the golf shop. I have a great roommate from Massachusetts and can wake up to the sound of waves crashing. Fishers also has a unique smell -- lots of wildflowers like honeysuckle. The weather, for the most part, has been ideal. We have had a few overcast days where a thick fog settles over the island the entire day and makes me think this place would be the perfect setting for a New England murder mystery, espcially because there's a streat called "The Gloaming."

And if you have a house on Fishers, you must have lots of Fishers insignia that shows the island: belts, ties, flip-flops, car stickers, backsplash tile. You name it.

John and I cooking at our friend Kathrin's house. We do a lot of that.

Ha Ha... Faked you out -- the REAL return to my blogging ways

This time I'm for real.

I've actually come full circle. When I first started blogging, I took a little trip to New York City on my way to Switzerland to visit Ashley and Rita, long-time friends who herald from the days of good ole McNair Magnet School. I'm back again, but this time with Sara, another of my best friends since the 7th grade. And this time en route to Fishers Island, NY (off the coast of New London, CT) where I will be teaching windsurfing and kayaking for the summer. I'll be here til Monday, and then travel by train to CT where I start work.

We had dinner at the California Pizza Kitchen (who knew carmelized pears and gorgonzola cheese on a pizza could be so good??) and then had dessert at Serendipity (of the famed movie....um, "Serendipity") The place was a bit stuffy. When Ash called to make reservations, they didn't hesitate to tell her that they are booked 2 months in advance. The pictures: left is Sara and I -- I really wasn't cold at all, I just spilled chocolate ice cream on my shirt so Sara let me borrow her jacket as a cover-up. And right is me, Rita, Sara, and Ashley.

And below is the windsurfing board I just bought. I'm pretty excited to put it to good use this summer on the island.

On the docket for tomorrow: buying a pair of Chacos and watching USA vs Italia at 2:30 EST.

A return to my blogging ways

I've been put to veritable blogging shame by Gillian (not to mention her brothers and sister), who has posted 3 times since I last wrote about seeing my grandma in West Palm. No excuses, other than feeling inadequately prepared by high school AP English to keep up with such incredible writers. But the time has come to post again.

Some of the most exciting events of the past few weeks:

Calema Windsurfing midwinters! This is pretty much the biggest windsurfing regatta in the country (Napoleon, like anyone can even know that!) and took place at Kelly Park a few weekends ago. I didn't race (maybe next year) but I helped out at the event and had a great time watching international pros race in really strong winds.



This is a great picture of the start of one of the races -- there were more than 140 participants in all.

This is another amazing photo at the start of the race. The top three winners in the men's pro division came from France, Argentina and Norway (I think) but there were also lots of youth and women who raced and did really well. Next year, if you're not doing anything the first weekend in March, there's always Midwinters in Merritt Island, Florida.

A trip to the Keys! with some friends. I have no pictures to post at the moment because I didn't bring a camera (mine is still accruing international time in Switzerland with my brother and sister-in-law). Like usual, we packed a good deal into a short amount of time. We swam/waded out to distant isles (okay, just one isle), camped on patches of grass, played sports (lots of frisbee) and played random games made up by Janet and her friend Nancy. The best of which was the "make up names of new Keys" game. Responses included: Honk and Tonk Keys, Hank and Pank Keys, Door Key. Yeah... we had a lot of time to kill during car rides.

Work! The other day my horoscope said to keep future plans hidden (hard for me to do... E is for effusive, not elusive) but I'm really enjoying my job. I have evolved into the Executive Assistant/Office Manager (with the help of our IT guy Bob), which gives me a bird's-eye-view of how our CEO runs the company. I've learned a lot about business in the meantime--something I never thought I was interested in--and am figuring a little more out everyday. I'm still heading off this summer to teach windsurfing up north, but I will most likely come back in the fall to continue working at FYI.

If anyone is still actually reading See Jayne Run, I applaud your diligence and faithfulness, and will reward you by posting more often in the near future.

Heaven... I'm in heaven.

I'm at one of my favorite places in the whole world-- my aunt's house in West Palm Beach. Florida is having great winter weather (sorry for all of those who are currently residing in more arctic climes) and the view is really breathtaking. We drove down to take my mom, grandma and aunt to Miami to embark on another one of their 'trips.' When those three get together, it's nothing but rioutous peals of laughter. I haven't seen my Grandma Amon in a while, so we've enjoyed reminiscing and waltzing a bit. She's a very dynamic lady. 81 and still traveling the world over.


Employment updates: I found out on Thursday that I've been hired on to teach windsurfing and kayaking at Hay Harbor Resort on Fishers Island, NY this summer for two months. I really don't know too many details, but from what I understand, it's a posh summer resort for kids. My duties will include, um, teaching windsurfing and kayaking. But I'll also do on-the-side tutoring, lifeguarding, babysitting, chaperoning, etc. I love windsurfing, and I love teaching windsurfing even more, so I think it'll end up being the perfect summer job. I'm still not sure of my plans for the fall, but I've got some things in the works.

[Another round of crazy laughter from the Amon ladies] I love my family.

Thanks for putting up with my blogging hiatus. I'm back, and better than ever. Okay, so I'm just back. But here goes:

I really should be in bed right now... I just finished starting to study for the MCAT (2 hours a night for 4 months. Wow. Reviewed enzymes tonight. Looking forward to tomorrow) AND I have a job to go to early in the morning! I've been hired on as a semi-temp employee (4 months) for FYI Corp. in Melbourne, FL. I do lots of odd jobs, from the semi-mundane to the semi-empowering, and no, it has nothing to do with my college degree. I came to terms with the fact that (a) there are few (if any) jobs in my field in the Cocoa/Rockledge area, and (b) by the time I get trained to do anything micro/molecular biology related, it would be time for me to head off (hopefully) to a distant isle to teach windsurfing for the summer. So this is good. I know the CEO from previous church things--an incredible guy, I've got a great office with a big window, I got a laptop yesterday. So things are going well.

I'm also studying for the GRE so that I can keep the MPH window open. GRE = Graduate R..... Exam, and MPH = Masters in Public Health, for those of you who weren't sure. I signed up to take the GRE (a glorified version of the SAT) on the 26th of January, so I can get a few weeks of refreshing done between now and then.

Backtracking -- I had a great last few weeks in Switzerland. Our jaunt to Germany was so incredible because I had pictured it in my head and heard about it and read about it so much. We went to Dachau and visited the site of a WWII concentration camp. It was perhaps the most sobering experience I've ever had first-hand. You read the books and see the films, but to stand where those prisoners stood and froze and were tortured was intense. After Dachau, we stayed the night in Munich and awoke early to see the famed glockenspiel and the Christmas markets in Munich's main square. After Munich, we drove to Augsburg to see from whence the Amons and Schmidts (my maternal grandparents) hail. Augsburg is home to a very famous Christmas market with the most incredible German fare, so I was in heaven, and ate more food than I thought possible. Then we drove around until we found my grandma's old house, and then headed back to Switzy.

Christmas at home was fast-paced and hectic as usual (in a positive way), but it was good to be with the rest of the family. I loved hanging out with my sisters. Klarissa's so much fun now that she doesn't throw huge wooden dice at me in fits of rage because I'm beating her at board games. And Mariah's growing up so fast but is still just my cute little kid sister. I loved spending Q-time with Morgen, and he guessed the two things I wanted for Christmas: a cell phone and an I-pod. So I am now somewhat technologically up-to-date.

And then new years -- some of my best friends from BYU flew in from around the country to ring in the New Year in Florida. They split the time between my house and my friend Tim's house in the Deland/Daytona area. Considering how little time they spent in the sunshine state, we were able to do a lot... Disney, the space center, some windsurfing, lots of orange picking, Ron Jon's, New Years on the beach, manatees and swimming at the springs. I had a great time and was really sad to see them go.

And now, on to that real grown-up life that I've heard so much about. I like working, the commute's not bad (as long as I have Allison Kraus to listen to--thansk Janet), and it feels really good to be studying again. I thrive on routines, and so it's good to sort of have one again. I say sort of, because it's midnight, and according to my routine, I should have been in bed an hour ago!

1776 reasons to read this book

I just finished reading 1776 by David McCullough, and recommend it because:

1. It tells of very real historical events (no fluff) but reads like a novel
2. I learned more about the Revolutionary War and the idealogy behind it reading this book than I did during 3 years of high school history and a semester of "American Heritage" in college
3. The manner of speaking & writing of the early Americans/British has inspired me to be much more eloquent and expressive
4. Okay, I'm really not going to write 1776 reasons, just 3. But this is a terrific investigation into the beginnings of the American Revolution.

McCullough described it as being "about Washington and the army and the war. It's the nadir, the low point of the United States of America." The author researched extensively in both the US and the UK, and knew so many details about so many things -- the characters, the landscape, the mood of both Great Britain and the colonies. He culled journal entries, personal correspondence, memos, nearly everything imaginable for details of the momentous 12 months in the fight for independence. McCullough honors Washington in the character he describes, but also lets us see his shortcomings. I felt like I came to understand the man because we get to read his own words, and then McCullough fills in the gaps with information from others who knew Washington best. I also felt that McCullough gave very fair treatment to the Mother land, and especially King George III, and their reasons for engaging the "petulant subjects" in war. This was a great book, and I can't wait to get home and read some of McCullough's other books, Truman and John Adams.

In other news, I went to the beautiful and historic Swiss town of St. Gallen with Erin and Daniel on Wednesday. Apparently, an Irish monk named Gallus felt he received a sign from God and formed a hermitage in what is now St. Gallen in the year 612. The city is famous for its library, formed in the 830's, and became wealthy due to the booming business of hand embroidery. Crazy swiss embroidery people. The library is, well, old, and I have to admit I was taken aback by the dead stuffed animals (lots and lots of taxidermy ... they said it was art) but it was amazing to see nonetheless. The entire thing is constructed of wood, and we were informed that St. Gallen has a whole fire department unit on call in case the building spontaenously combusts.

Matt and Erin beat me in FIFA 2004 tonight (badly--I think I need to learn how to pass), but it's okay because tomorrow we go to Munich (Augsburg, then Dachau, then Munich). My grandparents on my mom's sides are from Augsburg, so we're going to attempt to find the house my grandma lived in. And the Christmas markets are just starting up in Germany, so we'll be able to see those too. AND I'm supposed to try German liver dumpling soup... I can't wait. Mmmmm, liver.

One time when I was in London...

A long-standing mystery has been solved. The majority of seejaynerun35.blogpsot.com readers have seen the Disney animated movie Aladdin. Remember the part at the beginning where the merchant in Aggrabah is attempting to sell his wares? He says:

"Look at this! Yes! Combination _____ and coffee maker, also makes Julienne fries. Will not break! (taps it on table) Will not... (it falls apart) It broke! "

What does he say after "combination" and before "and coffee maker?" I have to admit that I've never really known. But my trip to London finally solved the mystery of the missing Aladdin word... it's Hookah! I'll explain.

My first night in London, my friend Sokphal took me to quite the international party--she has a Spanish friend who teaches her Spanish in return for teaching him English. He hosted a little party at his house out in Zone 3 (a little ways outside of downtown London) so we went and I met lots of great international people. Represented were the following countries: Czech Republic, Poland, Spain, Brazil, Japan, New Zealand, Australia, Colombia, Germany, and the USA. Most of them are in London working or studying, and are learning English through their associations with each other and the Brits. So, the hookah: on a table in the back of the room sat a large water pipe... now I know what a water pipe is (an Eastern smoking pipe designed with a long tube passing through an urn of water that cools the smoke as it is drawn through), but didn't realize that it's other name was hookah. Mystery solved--Combination hookah and coffee maker! You're welcome. And don't worry, there was no smoking of the hookah for me.

the hookah

The rest of my London excursion was incredible/fast paced. I tried to cram in as much as I could, starting with a walk through Hyde Park and Kensington Garden on Sunday after the Hyde Park Stake Conference that morning.

That night I saw the London tower and the Tower Bridge, and walked through a winding photographic exhibition along the Thames that featured large-scale photographs of natural landscapes (http://www.earthfromtheair.com/). On Monday I got an early start and visited Palace Court, where my sister took up residence for 4 months last year. Lucky dog. Then another walk through Kensington Gardens, where I saw the Peter Pan statue...

and went to the Serpentine Gallery. Their main exhibit was a 'project' done by Ilya and Emilia Kabakov, contemporary Russian artists who are famous for their conceptual and installation art. This one was called "the house of dreams," where they "transform the Gallery by creating a series of distinct meditative spaces, and encourage visitors to enter into a world of fantasy and daydreams. The installation is a place for rest and quiet contemplation." If you want to know more about them, go to http://www.ilya-emilia-kabakov.com/. Very thought-provoking stuff.

Then it was on to Buckingham Palace and the changing of the guards (if you've seen one, you've seen them all) but the backdrop was was incredible. There were about 17,000 tourists (give or take) there, so the next time you're in London and you want to see the COTG, I recommend getting their early to get a good seat.

I then made my way to the Westminster Abbey, the traditional place of coronations and burials of English monarchs since the beginning of time (well, since 1065, when the actual Abbey was constructed by Edward the Confessor). It is the burial place/memorial sight of many a great author/poet as well, in what is known as the Poet's Corner. It's times like these that I wish I would have been a History major in college. It was incredible to feel the immense historicalness of all that had taken place there.

Westminster Abbey with Big Ben in the background

A not-well-known fact: Big Ben is the informal name of the Great Bell of Westminster, the largest bell in the Clock Tower of the Palace of Westminster. We (I) always called the whole tower/clock Big Ben, but apparently that's a bit of a misnomer. Don't worry--I'll keep calling it Big Ben.

After Westminster I met Sokphal and we went to the Tate Modern museum, opened in 2000 to celebrate the millennium. I have to admit that I don't have the greatest appreciation of Modern Art, and the Tate did little to improve that, but I got to see my first original Andy Warhol and tried a bit harder to understand angry clowns on imaginary pogo sticks. Next time I'm in London, I would like to go to the Tate Britain. The museum did have a beautiful view of the Thames and sitting/reading rooms to ponder over the mystery that is modern art.

After the Tate we walked along the Thames again so that I could see the Tower of London and Tower Bridge during the day (well, dusk)--quite majestic.

Sokphal and I in front of the Tower Bridge

We then wandered over to Harrods (colossal department store) and then I went by myself to see Harry Potter: the Goblet of Fire at Leicester Square (where it premiered). I couldn't resist the temptation, and I thought it was the best of the Harry Potter series to date.

On Tuesday, my last day in London, I visited the Imperial War Museum where they have exhibits about every major war in which Britain has taken part, plus other special exhibits about the Holocaust, Lawrence of Arabia, and Kids in wartime, etc. The displays were incredible and I thought their treatment of the Holocaust and especially the history leading up to it so thorough. I wish I could have spent several more hours their.

I also went to a class on international war crimes with Sokphal... she is studying at City University in London. It rounded out the day. After class we went to see the Phantom of the Opera at Her Majesty's Theatre. Don't get mad at me, but I didn't know the full story line (what happens at the end) so it was great to have it revealed to me live in London. The costumes, scenery, and music were all superb, I guess as could be expected. Next time I'm in London (or New York, for that matter) I'm going to have to see Les Miserables.

Well, that's my London trip in a nutshell. I had a wonderful time and publicly thank Sokphal for being such an awesome and gracious host. Next time anyone is in London, look her up!

Danny walking

click on the picture to see Danny walking

After lots of research, I finally figured out how to post a video (well, link my blog to a video). So, after a brief period of anticipation, you can finally watch my nephew Daniel M. Jackson taking some of his first steps. This video was taken on my camera (why it's so grainy) about three weeks ago, and he's made rather large strides since then. Now that I know how to link my blog to videos, I'll post a new and improved walking video soon.

you ARE the weakest link... goodbye!

Matt's home after 5 days in Munich for HILTI training. It's good to have him back, mostly because he brought me German chocolate. But Erin and I had fun watching movies and the British (harsh) version of "The Weakest Link." Anne, the intimidating hostess, has lots of opportunities to make fun of bad teeth. Speaking of, Daniel was teething (aka not sleeping well and feverish) but has improved a whole lot, and is walking like crazy. I'll try to post a video if I can.

Erin, Danny and Matt in Venice about a month ago--just thought I'd throw it in

Erin, Danny and I also took an afternoon trip into Zurich--the largest city in Switzerland. It is beautifully old and has cobblestone roads, giving it a storybook feel (but a storybook filled with well-dressed Europeans and all the best shops). We visited St. Peters Kirche (church), did a lot of window shopping, and ate Sprungli's heavenly Luxemburgerli (little chocolate sandwichy things) while we sipped hot chocolate. We stayed until it got dark, which was neat because all the Christmas lights and decorations are starting to be hung with care. There is definitely more to see and do there (some great museums, etc) so we'll be heading back for sure.

Me, Erin & Danny in Zurich--you can see the clock of St. Peters Kirsche behind us

Aerial view of Zurich

Yesterday Erin, Danny and I went to Schlos Sargans (Sargans Castle) dating back to the 1200's and ate the perfect meal--schnitzel and streudel. Sargans is a little town about 10 minutes from where Matt & Erin live. The temperature has dropped quite a bit in the last two days, and yesterday we awoke to lots of snow on the mountains and hills surrounding the apartment. Winter has arrived in Switzy, and I have a feeling it's going to be much colder in London (see next paragraph)--better pack the leg warmers. But when I go back to Florida, we'll probably still have lows in the mid 60's, so I should take advantage of the cold weather while I can.

Sargans Castle from the back

a view from Sargans Castle on an overcast day

And... I am going to London this weekend to visit my friend Sokphal who is studying there! (I love RyanAir and cheap intra-European flights.) I should take notes while I'm in her presence--she's the ultimate thrifty traveler, and has introduced me to a new method of traveling called couchsurfing (see link: www.couchsurfing.com). She just returned from a trip to Portugal, and is quite the inspiration. She has a blog as well: www.carpediem16.blogspot.com.

I just finished reading a good book recommended by my friend Rita (and borrowed from my friend Ashley) called A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. It's about the coming of age of a girl in Brooklyn at the turn of the 20th century and I found it a stirring social commentary. My favorite anecdotal advice was given by the main character Francie's illiterate grandmother (in response to the question: what must I do to make a different world for my daughter?)

"The secret lies in the reading and the writing. You are able to read. Every day you must read one page from some good book to your child. Every day this must be until the child learns to read. Then she must read every day. I know this is the secret..."

And a different world was made for Francie. The two books Francie's mother read to her over and over again were the complete works of Shakespeare and the Holy Bible. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn compelled me to work harder and find fewer reasons to complain. (But I still woke up at 11am this morning... I love vacations and staying up late to read). Now it's time to dedicate myself to 1776 (still working on it) and A Concise History of Germany.

Aside: My sister Klarissa has gone and created her own website (to fulfill a requirement for her ISYS class, I think). She posted some beautiful pictures and some other inspiring items... if you know her (and even if you don't) and would like to see for yourself, the link is: webpub.byu.net/kj257/

I'll be back in a few days to tell all about my London adventures.

streudels and bratwursts and raclette, oh my!

Turns out I really love Switzerland. And Matt, Erin and Daniel live in a charming little rural farmy town, so farmy that today we nearly got sprayed by the cow manure spraying machine--instead, we just got to smell the manure. But it really is lovely here. They live close to lots of other towns which we have spent the majority of the last week visiting. Yesterday we went to a town called Cohr and tomorrow we'll go to a fair in Liechtenstein and then visit a city called Opfenzell.

On Wednesday I ate my first authentic Bratwurst--on a piece of bread (no hotdogs buns for the Swiss!) with mustard. It was so incredibly good. And last night we all made raclette, a famously Swiss meal where you melt cheese in a grill-type thing and then pour it on your food of choice (ours was potatoes and salami). And then this morning I had a great apple streudel (a recommendation from Erin).

I'm thinking about going to London while I'm here to visit a friend who's studying there at the moment (I've never been) and I might also take a little side trip to Rome (also never seen the sights there). And then Matt & co and I are planning on going to Munich/Augsburg, Milan, and Bern during the rest of my stay. Cheers!

Hallo von der Schweiz!

I arrived Thursday, 3 November and Matt & Daniel picked me up from the airport in Zurich. They live about one hour away outside a little town called Buchs and have a great apartment and a beautiful view. Everything here reminds me of the German part of Epcot center--but so much better. That night we busted out Boggle, which Erin has since become addicted to and drempt about. Yesterday when Matt was at work Erin and I took Daniel to the doctor for his MMR shot, and the doctor took all his measurements. Matt was pleased to hear that Daniel's head size is in the 25th percentile of average baby head sizes. He's perfect. Then we went shopping (grocery and otherwise--they have H&M here!) in Austria and passed by Matt's work in Leichtenstein. Erin's a great mom and Matt cooks great pasta (and is a great dad, of course). We don't have any concrete plans yet as for things to do while I'm here, but for the moment I just love being an aunt. I'll keep you posted.

the view

Daniel at breakfast this morning

A few highlights from my week in NY:

~ seeing old (but incredibly good) friends--Rita, Ashley, Simmy and Jason
~ going to Cathleen's soccer game (Columbia beat Yale 2-1 and Cathleen scored the first goal of the match)
~ dressing up as a road for halloween (thanks for the idea, Gillian)
~ the NYC halloween parade
~ eating pork rolls and having pearl drinks in China town
~ going to church and to the Manhattan temple
~ going to the American Museum of Natural History and the Metropolitan Museum of Art

I had such a good time that NYC has also been added to the list of cities to which I want to move. It's that or the Palouse. According to Chef Neve, the city of New York has more restaurants than any other state... or something like that. It has wonderful culture and diversity, and there are always so many things to do and see. Thanks to my accomodating friends who made my stay there so great.

from l to r: Lisa, Will, Don, Jason, Ashley, me, Simmy, Jack, Sarah -- at Cathleen's soccer game

In the city

Just to clarify the 'hurricane pancake' question: They are actually normally shaped... although the next time we are hit by a hurricane (probably next week) I'll have to recommend that they be hurricane-shaped. They are incredible oatmeal buttermilk pancakes that my dad makes. I'll post the recipe (or maybe my dad can) when I get home.

I'm having a great time in New York. I had a very easy flying experience, made easier by how cool it was to fly Song Airlines. Instead of having a flight attendant say the opening spiel about safety belts and oxygen masks, they had a recording--of an Irish woman with Irish jig-type music playing in the background. Very entertaining.

When I got in to LaGuardia, I took a quick taxi to Rita's apartment in Astoria. She has a great little place and both she and Ashley were there when I arrived. After chatting for a bit, we took the metro to Ashley's place, met Simmy, and went to a Thai restaurant called Spice (aptly named). And then this morning, I played the part of 'prospective student' and accompanied Ashley to her classes at Cornell Medical school, where she is in her 2nd year. Then met Rita for lunch and then walked to the Goethe Institute and the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I vaguely recall having been there before, but it was great to get lost in the American Collections. I saw the colossal painting of Washington crossing the Deleware, made all the more poignant by my current reading of 1776.

I have really only ever seen New York City as a Christmas-time tourist (which is incredible) but it's great to see other aspects of the city,see people who live here and, as one New Yorker said, do laundy and go grocery shopping. I'm having a great time.

Wilma was weally wet

When my parents were called and told they didn't have to go to work on Monday, and my sister's school was closed for the day because of Hurricane Wilma, I scoffed because the storm was so far away and wasn't all that strong. But we were all taken by surprise by its outer bands and the tornado warnings and huge amounts of water that hit us here in Canaveral Groves. There were power outages all day, the longest for about 2 hours, but we made Hurricane pancakes and weathered out the storm with no major problems... and Mariah loved causing wake with her little jet-ski man after the rain stopped. I love Florida.

run jayne run

I credit the name of this web log to a friend replete with good blogging names. The purpose of these postings are to chronicle my adventures, both abroad and at home, so that my family and friends can keep tabs on me. I love adventures and traveling, but for the record, I also love coming home.

I will soon be taking off for New York City and will stay there with some good friends for a week. From there I will catch a flight to Zurich, Switzerland to visit my brother, his wife, and their little boy for 6 weeks, and then I'll be home for Christmas in Florida with the rest of my family. Maybe we can decorate an orange tree again this year. Post-Christmas plans still tba.

Lata skata.