In following the tradition of the Bohemian lifestyle, I just enjoyed an experience I can honestly say I have never enjoyed, much less did. If it's not enough that we are in a wonderful place this year to celebrate Love Fest 15, and too much to say that we literally upped and bailed on the society, impending issues and surroundings that we revolve around daily, complete with all of it's demands.
I found myself off the back deck of our ocean bungalow tucked against the towering sand dunes of what we deem to be paradise, showering in the open air amongst the native fauna, an open bamboo arbor , the sea breeze tauting my pert nipples, and fern fronds litely brushing my naked ass, I, in sheer delight! All though this thought may frighten some, offend others, and still excite a few, it is my opinion that if you ever get the chance to try it....do it!
We have found ourselves in merry celebration of Love Fest 2010, or what would be the 15 year celebration of....LOVE! For those out of touch with this whole Love Fest gig, it is simply our yearly annual anniversary of the beginning of our marriage that has been come to be known as 'Love Fest'.
Back in the day, 15 years ago, we were married in a small and private ceremony of just our most immediate families, on the beautiful Carmel coast, literally at the oceans edge in some of the most spectacular scenery that the California coast has to show. It was an exciting time for two young lovers starting 'forever' together. Throughout the years we have spent each and every anniversary going places that we love to be, for the time allotment of our choosing. It is always a time to not only celebrate 'love' but to let our hair down and just be the free spirited souls that we are. No obligations, no responsibilities, no care, no nothing....just reflection, fun, spontaneity, excitement and, yes, love!
This year finds us doing much of the same, but in a secret location known to nobody....but a chosen few...and they aren't talking. The kids are living at the house while we are gone, taking care of life at the compound and of course taking care of the other kids, the dogs. Now your probably asking, "why, Greg, is this a secret location this year". I cannot answer that at this time, nor will I attempt to explain why I cannot. It will more than likely be in the book. But, I can tell you this much. Since this is our 15th wedding anniversary, we decided to hold no bars and to just break away, in solitude, to enjoy the time God has given us together. No commitments, no plans, just free to roam and touch base with each other after a wild and very busy summer.
Fact is that although some traditionalist's settle for huge celebrations on the 25th and 50th anniversaries, we decided to do so on the 15th. In today's world, it just seems fitting to be grateful that we have been able to traverse the hard times, bond together through life's challenges, scope out a path of success in chasing our dreams, and fulfilling each of our needs and desires. Crying yet?! It just seems that there are alot of unhappy people out there, many who just 'settle' for what they have. we are blessed to have been able to find that we were pre-wired for, and that is compatibility in every sense of the word, thus we have found that everyday of our lives we are blessed to have one another to share and walk this path of life together.
This trip however did not go without it's events. Our flight out of Anchorage was at 1:00AM, the bloody red eye, and we had reservations to fly out of Kenai on the last flight out at 9:30PM the night before, up to Anchorage. Due to the nature of the past week and the work related drama's and angst, we decided that flying into ANC would be easier and less stressful. * Just a quick footnote, Maryann is on her way out right now to try out the outdoor shower experience for herself....will be interesting to see if she comes back in and states that we need an outdoor shower at the compound.... Anyways, the entire week has been fogged in on the peninsula. After a summer of nothing but rain, we finally got some much awaited sunshine for a few days and everyone thought, 'wow, a late summer before Fall'. This was not to be. Mother nature, the sometimes cruel manipulator that she can be, made the decision that we would instead be socked in with fog. All week. This was canceling flights at the little airstrip in Kenai all week long. We figured that getting out at mid-day, since that was the window of a couple hours that the fog was least, might be the trick to avoid the last minute flight cancellation and the contingent drive up to Anchorage late in the evening. Our calculations worked. We made it out and up to Anchorage easily and with no problems. Only thing is now, we have 8 1/2 hours before we board our flight outside. *Another footnote....I just got the return feedback from M. To quote, "That was fabulous! Holy cow!". Hmmm, what a testimonial.... So the impromptu solution to a long and drug out wait in the airport, and for those who have never been to the Ted Stephens International Airport in Anchorage before.....it aint much... was to rent a car and go out on the town. So we did! We did dinner out, Maryann went clothes shopping. We just had a nice night out.
The flight out of ANC was great. For the first time ever, we had a flight with no babies on board, no offense to baby bearing parents, we realize that there is a high stress level on infants when they fly....and so too is there with the adults around them trying to sleep in cramped miserable seats! So there was actually some sleep that went on, not much, but a little. Our connection is where it all went awry. Due to the secrecy of our trip, I cannot state where our connection was. I can say this, the airport needs some serious 21 century upgrading. We were in a dank, climatically debunked closet off the main terminal to catch our connecting flight for an hour and a half. It was almost like part of the airport where they would cast out lepers or something. Restless and just wanting to get past this, we waited, restlessly, tired, muggy and nasally deprived of moisture . Minutes before our flight was to board, a delay came up on the board. Angst! Another hour and a half before we could depart, stuck in airport purgatory. So we waited. Again, only to find out at the precise moment that we were to once again begin to board, that we had another 45 minute delay. Major sucksville!
At some point with less than a thread of patience left to our fiber, we finally did get out and on our way. But in the theme of 'the wait', we were once again to run into a fiasco. A line unlike that I've ever seen at an airport rental car agency, and us, having to stand there with our thumbs conveniently tucked away in a dark place we don't speak of, for 2 hours! I'm telling you, when we were next up in line to go to the rental window, it was like a cross of disbelief, excitement, denial, and exuberance all in one! It was like that moment in 'Wille Wonka And The Chocolate Factory" when Charlie Bucket begins to slowly peel back his cherished Wonka Bar wrapper, in complete suspense and anticipation, hopeful for a glimpse of the 'golden ticket'. But aghast! They threw up the "Closed" sign right before we stepped up to the window! Well, no, not really, but that would make for a hell of a story, huh?! Eventually though after literally waiting in line for two hours we did get our rental and off we ran!
I can't share anymore though because that would reveal our secret location.
One thing I can say is that I am blogging onto Word Pad due to the lack of Internet connection, and will have to post this later when I find some kind of 'hot spot' to connect to. That said, I am off and running, reporting to you with a slight variation of real time, live at Love Fest 2010! Stay tuned, there may be more to follow! Take care!