Business Trip to India

Zoe came for a visit to Cincinnati in July and helped me to get my blog working again from my phone. I haven’t been able to load my photos from my new phone due to a set up issue. Why is everything these days so difficult? The electronics, which everyone knows is my nemesis, is no joke for my generation. Its a necessary evil yet not intuitive. Just trying to get an answer on anything comes with electronic voices, codes and pins, passwords- all things that hurt my head.

Anyways, its fixed. I have no more excuses for not using this blog which used to save my sanity and which I also pay annually for. A reminder of what life should be about for me which is seeing, witnessing and sharing.

Let’s face it, these days, doom scrolling and trying to understand the world and its evils is addicting. I’ve missed so much blogging. Some of my favorite moments in Death Valley that I know without visuals I will soon forget. But India, I have not been to India in about 20 years….so I for sure am going to take some time to do my best to remember. And if you are reading and along for the ride, yay! Hope you can get through my rusty, begin again, blogging.

When I started back full time at my past job, I was told we would need to go to India. Nobody from the company had been since Covid and we needed to know/see/better understand what was going on with the factories we were doing business with. I was excited to go! I found a cheap flight, then a hotel highly recommended and arranged my itinerary to include one day off to explore a new city. I felt confident in my abilities to travel alone and was packed and ready to go. As the pop up email came to check into my flights the night before, I realized I didn’t have the proper visa to enter India. I mean, how could I have forgotten to get my visa???? But I did. What a nightmare!

I contacted my boss to alert her to my error. George helped by jumping onto the airlines trying to reschedule my flights, as I attempted to find a 24 hour visa service that wasn’t a hoax! That included reading reviews, trying to figure out if I should proceed with divulging personal information or get hacked etc, After several hours of panic, I took a deep breath and booked a flight one week later allowing myself time to sleep and figure this all out.

Not off to a great start. After spending the next few days rearranging all factory visits, domestic flights, hotels (the old one now full – so scrambling to find another) and obtaining a legal visa – the tariffs hit sending any importer off in a frenzy! We now had to cancel all imports from China as they were no longer affordable and scramble to resource or figure out what we needed to keep to stay afloat as a company to survive.

Now my trip to India was much more important as I would have to find new sources for Chinese products until we know if the 150% tariff would subside. You can’t even imagine the stress of trying to be sure we could resource the production elsewhere. Many people not in the import business do not understand tariffs and how they certainly affect the end consumer and profits.

As I flew off, always in a window seat, I captured the curve of the Earth as the sun set.

I landed at my transfer point in Amsterdam, only to have my phone blow up with messages that my credit card was not accepted by the hotel or airport pick up taxi service. I am again in full blown panic mode, phoning my HR guy asking WTF- only to be told everything is fine. Me then phoning a hotel in India to make arrangements again to ensure a place to stay when I landed (since everyone was scrambling business wise to India for the tariff issues) and then me texting the taxi services to ask if they were coming or not. I also had texts from my coworker in India, who said she went to the hotel to pick me up only to find out I was not there. I totally miscalculated the time travel differences and was off an entire day.

This is not looking good. Am I too old for this? Have I lost my abilities? My daughters both told me I handled it well and all things considered they would’ve just melted down in tears. Somehow this did make me feel better.

I boarded the next flight knowing I had a hotel, although much further away than desired. I would be arriving at 2 am and picked up for my business meeting at 6 am. Not an ideal start to an already stressful trip.

I’m always in awe of the cloud formations from above. They will always fascinate and inspire me with their change and fluid movements as they cluster and reshape. A great reminder.

Seeing the sliver of the sunset as I approached landing.

Once I landed, I remembered the one thing I forgot about India, was the smells. The scent of India. It is indescribable yet so familiar upon landing. Spicy almost. The air is so thick and humid and filled with a unique aroma. Arriving to the hotel, I just wanted to shower, unpack and sleep for the maximum time that I could.

The next morning while waiting for my pick up, I watched the workers rearrange the centerpiece floral arrangement. This smelled amazing!

This trip to India was filled with a lot of domestic flights, as I wanted to see the actual factories, not just meet in the offices. It makes a huge difference to see how each manufactures your product and to see the cleanliness of the facilities. It never ceases to amaze me the details it takes to weave a towel. The production process is beyond my understanding even after all these years working in the industry.

I snapped photos from the car to capture street views. Honestly not much has changed since I was last here.

Inside the factory showing the spinning of the cotton.

Outside a sugar cane crusher selling the sugar juice to the locals.

Sometimes the scenes, like this one, would remind me of Thailand.

There are no sidewalks and in many parts, mostly still dirt roads. The colors in contrast are beautiful.

Another factory showing the screen printing process of beach towels- coming to Cosco soon via Disney brand. The workers literally scoop the paint out of the bucket and pour the color on as needed while the machines swipes the screen and moves the fabrication.

Watching the yardage being rolled outdoors. It truly is a wonder how things get to market.

After meeting with one of our key resources, we were told they no longer wish to do our business as it is too detailed and they are busy just keeping up production for larger retailers such as Walmart. Knowing the giants of the world are priority to all, that meant I had to find another place to make our goods for holiday selling. As if resourcing China was not enough, now I have more to figure out while travelling and jet lagged.

I was on the phone nightly with my bosses in the US verifying direction as I endured the heat and negotiated. I strongly urge you to support your local boutiques and craftsman, although equally understand the difficulties in paying the added expenses that go along with the smaller businesses. Its no wonder so many come and go. It’s tough to compete. My company is now considered a smaller business although it used to be a huge conduit for the larger retailers who are now skipping the middle man and going direct to try to salvage their 5%.

We sell on Amazon, but can be found also on a link to buy direct. It will be interesting to see who survives these next couple of years under the current situation. Optimistic we will be one of them! (SKL HOME)

One of the more colorful temples I passed.

I met one of my vendors at this hotel and again walked in to see an artistic centerpiece. This was the hotel I originally arranged to stay at. It was like paradise in the middle of struggle on the hot streets. You walked in and felt like you transported to a different world.

Nidhi and I had dinner here with a bottle of wine and a lot of laughs. I admire this woman who I only met twice previously. She started her own import business and her peaceful demeanor blended with the ability to get her way was powerful to watch in action.

Our taxi ride back we snapped this selfie to remember.

Every other day it seemed I was flying to a different part of the country. The dust was coming in and creating quite a smog from the harvest season. I definitely suffered some allergies while here.

I honestly cannot remember all the cities I went to. Some we landed at the airport only to be driven another two hours by car to the location needed. Our first visit to the New Dehli domestic airport, we were met by high security. They were not going to let my coworker in with me since she did not have her actual ID on her, but instead had only an electronic version. I noticed this also with my Chinese student I met up with in NYC, she felt showing the electronic ID would suffice (as it must be ok in their countries) but she was unable to get into a bar because the bouncer just considered it a photo of an ID and not an ID.

Long story short, I went into the New Dehli airport myself after Aabha gave me my domestic flight barcode and I thought I was on my own. But the guards must have felt sorry for me and she joined me soon after! The lines to get through security once inside separate men and women. The women have to go inside a covered curtain area to be patted down privately by another woman. I would’ve rather have gone through the men’s line. They consider this separation respectful but I found it odd.

They also had security pat downs every night before I entered into my hotel. After a few times, I felt it was just for show. They stopped every car driving up, you had to pop the hood of the car and they also looked under. I honestly didn’t feel any more secure, but thought it was nice they were trying to protect their visitors.

I noticed the dress and headwear of the community changed per region.

This factory was at the Himalayan foothills which you can see in the background.

We found out there was a terrorist attack in Kashmir that killed many citizens. I believe even a few US tourists were killed during the mass shooting there. There was a lot of talk about Pakistan and India going to war. And India’s retaliation for this. If I wasn’t in India, I probably would never had heard of this. It occurred to me that I really do not have a reliable news source and remembered how during Covid, my best truthful information on how countries were handling the crisis came from my Cambly students from around the world.

That job by far was my favorite. I saw the world united more than separated, by getting to know all the students from different countries and seeing our similarities in life’s struggles. I will forever be thankful for that platform.

This factory had blooming trees and even a fake tropical bird call that they put over load speakers to keep the pigeons away. A tip I gave to another factory later in the week that said they were struggling with birds.

A perfect selfie with Preetika who I have known for years and Aabha who was my partner in crime in India. She holds up our Indian office and helps to keep business moving. I love how all our printed tops clash and coordinate at the same time.

A daily view of cattle roaming the streets. I learned this trip there is a difference between water buffalo and cows. Cows are respected, the other not.

People are always on the streets. Again no sidewalks.

Another temple captured. Believe all are different religions.

Another factory, this time rug making. Thought some people reading may never see the inside of an Indian factory and this may be insightful. I’ve always found it interesting how products are made.

While in Panipat, I was welcomed by roses as I visited my dear friends Reeki and Pallavi. They are the family that visited me in Phuket when I lived there. I didn’t realize it had been so long ago since I had seen their daughter who is now so grown! It was awesome talking with her.

They invited us to their personal home for lunch and it was so welcoming! We snapped this photo from the staircase while eating and then a group shot outside afterwards. The little boy when he saw me touched the top of my shoes and then made a gesture up to his face. I asked Aahba what that was and she said it was a sign of respect that the little ones do with elders.

Lunch was amazing and such a great group to be sitting with! I felt overwhelmed with love and gratitude.

Always having to wear closed toed shoes for the factory visits, I was sweating outdoors.

Reeki and his family drove 5 hours after this luncheon to Jaipur to meet me for my Sunday Funday. I told Aahba that I did not need her to come and I felt comfortable travelling alone, but then Reeki insisted on coming and given the political turmoil I am so glad they did! (will blog about separately)

Capturing this out my car window on the way home wondering if I would get to ride in one.

And these two bad ass women on the scooter behind me completely protected.

Some cool art sculptures and they had a Tim Hortons coffee which was nice in my early mornings.

Deplaning onto the tarmac. Then walk to the entry.

One city we visited had so much art, even the trees were painted.

Tiffani got on Life360 with my daughters and I and she kept saying “where the heck are you flying to now?” She said the app was constantly pinging her that I was at the airport again. George snapped the photo below after I landed to show me where I was.

Murals lined a lot of the streets in this area. I felt a totally different vibe here.

The factory though was in the middle of a cornfield. Felt like I was back in the midwest.

I was able to see the entire cotton processing here from raw to finished goods. This factory was so clean and advanced.

This is how they comb out the cotton from the bales.

Then spin it after much combing and washing.

You just never know what you will see on the streets. It’s a mix of modern and not so modern 🙂

Was told this city is where one of the richest men in India live so possibly they fund the art movement?

Another polka dot base tree. This type of tree is sacred and historical.

Took this photo in hopes of remembering where I was.

This floor cleaner literally stopped right in front of me. I felt he knew how much I hated technology. He didn’t move.

Believe this was the city where Ghandi was from.

This is a wooden carriage that people rent for their weddings.

Open toed sandals while using a saw. I am amazed that they are on the floors working and when I questioned it, was told they prefer it this way. Hmmmm.

Fascinates me how some things do not progress.

I absolutely loved capturing this teenage angst starring me down, like why are you taking a photo of me. Little did she know I was loving on her outfit.

On my way home from India, I went into the only Indian wardrobe boutique at the airport to see if I could find something that made me look as fashionable as all the women I saw on the streets. I purchased one pant suit, only to get it home and feel like it made me look even bigger than what I am. Isn’t it interesting how we can see someone else in something, but yet not see ourselves in the same light?

One night after a long Indian day of travelling, I skipped dinner and went to bar to ask for a glass of wine to take to my room. I had to do emails and just needed something to calm my nerves from the day. The bartender asked me to repeat my request, which I did. I wasn’t sure why the confusion. She said, I know we can sell a bottle to go”- so I said, why not, yes, give me a bottle 🙂

This journey to India taught me a lot about myself and my limitations. I am no longer able to “people” well for days on end. I require a lot of sleep and when I don’t get it, my brain doesn’t quite function on all cylinders. After seeing so much stimulus it becomes a bit overwhelming to the senses. India is full of sense filling experiences! From what you see in factories or on the streets, hear in traffic or machinery noises, smell from various foods, flowers, pollution and feel with jet lag, bumpy dirt roads, stop and go madness of playing chicken with trucks on the streets. The reactions of my body were interesting to field while masking a smile. Now I can look back and feel very blessed from it all. To be able to witness again this amazing culture!

2024 Year in Review

A little past due, with many missed months of blogging in between. As winter depression sinks in and I await any sign of sun, I decided the best way to conquer those blues is by looking back at what I accomplished in 2024 and begin planning the fun I will embrace in 2025.

Last year I did a bingo card with a list of what I wanted to achieve in 2024. I truly believe in writing things down and watching them manifest without putting in too much effort. Effortless Action’ was a phrase I picked up last year and will continue to live by. I interpret it to mean- we shouldn’t put so much work into something but rather ease into what’s next and watch life transfigure into what it is meant to be.

I had to dig through my Frida journal to find my bingo card and it surprised me what I did NOT achieve. Ie: going to a music festival, take a class about something new, spread appreciation weekly, go two weeks without social media. But what I did achieve was great!

Know I need to continue to set goals to avoid becoming complacent in routine. For me routine is my killer of joy. I have to remain open to new sights and sounds and remember to close off the noise that surrounds me.

This has been challenging as I started work on premises surrounded by other humans 🙂 Also doesn’t help that last time Trump was in office I was able to escape the noise by living in Thailand, but now am tethered. I took a baby step last week by stopping at Burnet Woods on my way into work to admire the snow perfectly aligned on the tree branches. This person that I find when spontaneously doing such things is the core of my being. I will continue to feed her.

January started off great, ringing in the New Year with George, Charlie, Angela and Dale. Then catching a flight to Germany with Zoe as I attended the Heimtex Textiles show. Zoe and I stayed an extra weekend and despite the train strikes, took a bus to Heidelberg which was fantastic!

February was mostly hunkering inside to avoid the chill, similar to where I find myself today while typing. But last year I was able to get out on a walk with Kevin over the river capturing some amazing views of the city as the night fell. Also tried out a new coffee shop with Sedona in Walnut Hills.

March was great! I booked a long weekend in Scottsdale, Arizona hoping to grab some much needed sunshine only to discover Spring Training going on. Did some hiking in Sedona, Arizona. Saw an Aimee Mann concert and drank a green beer on St. Patty’s Day with Sedona and Namgi.

In April, Debbie and I did our best to chase the sun and took a round trip day in Tampa, Florida- highly recommend this adventure! Especially with a laid back friend. Spent a weekend in Cincinnati with Angela and Dale. Celebrated George’s birthday with after school bowling while my twins celebrated their birthday adventuring in Arizona on a sister trip with Solaire.

May was filled with friends. Murder Mystery dinner party, Reds baseball game, trip to Tennessee to see family, exploring Indiana with Virlane, and hosting a fun dinner with Namgi’s parents visiting from South Korea. A lot of memories. Also the celebration of life of my dear friend Beth. I recently had another reiki session and find I am still holding onto a lot of grief with losing her friendship.

June came with a wonderful visit from Zoe and Leo ( Brazilian Cambly friend). A hike with Linda, which was long overdue, as well as a spur of the moment drink with Sarah and Kathie.

July- I visited Grand Rapids, Michigan for my nephew’s wedding. Was wonderful seeing all our relatives again and capturing a photo of the cousins together. (minus the groom who was busy) Saw the Pompei Exhibit at the Cincinnati Museum Center, nature is wild and relentless. Then spent a weekend in Indianapolis with Sedona attending a throw back UB40 concert! Lastly experienced my first silent disco with Angela in Louisville. Great way to let loose tension!

Last minute in August, Kassie convinced me to fly to Aspen for a weekend to see Bobby and Lisa. What a beautiful place to visit. Day drinking off season like we owned the town. Was inspiring to see the business the Kunkles built out there with Wendy. (Kemosabe) Earlier in August I spent a simple weekend hiking near the farms of Ohio with Debbie. Cherished childhood friend visits squeezed into one month.

September business trip to NYC- allowed me to squeeze in another hello to Kassie and a grab a hug from Solaire. Spent an amazing night at Stephanie’s lakehouse, hiked with Rebecca and went to the Hip Hop Exhibit at Cincinnati Art Museum with Sedona.

October is my month to visit Zoe in California. I told her we needed to do less this visit, and do two long weekends instead of one week long road trip. But those two weekends were like a month of sights! Was the most beautiful visit to June Lake, Mono Basin and Yosemite National Park. We even caught the view of a comet that only went around every 800 years or so!

The following weekend we took off to Death Valley which was seriously like nothing I have ever visited before. Hiking landscapes were beautiful, desert sands, artist palette painted mountains which are impossible to photograph (least on my old Iphone which I got in 2019) salt basins and a brewery to boot over on the Nevada side.

Can’t leave October without mentioning my fabulous trip to Grand Rapids again to spend Halloween with Trisha and Tim while babysitting their new grandchild. We took time to go to Meijer Gardens and see the Japanese Garden section which was amazingly transitioning to fall colors. Early voting began in Ohio and I picked up a penny outside the venue which reminded me of my mom and I wondered what she would think of it all.

November came with a babysitting gig with my grandcat Luca. Went Christmas shopping in Waynesville, Ohio and met up with some great women! KangKang came for a visit and we had a blast! George prepared his usual overkill Thanksgiving meal and hosted a wonderful party.

December came with a bang! Ballet with my twins, a wonderful night out together. A new tradition which quiets the mad rush of the holidays and allows us time to appreciate each other. Ice skating on Fountain Square with Charlie and my girls, a visit from Tiffani and matching Xmas pjs. Great news came with a year end visit with Solaire- she’s having a baby girl in May!! Super excited!

NYC Views

Second week at SKL, I set off to New York for market week. Much has changed during my absence from the industry over the past 5 years. The building where most Home Textiles used to showcase has been turned into condos. All vendors are spread throughout the midtown area, many of whom no longer have permanent locations, and some setting their appointments in their hotels or local coffee shops.

Covid changed a lot of things. Maybe it helped some companies that survived the tumultuous retail times to clearly see how spending 10K a month on a location in a city that you went to only twice a year was meaningless. Zoom meeting have replaced instore meetings and much has changed as the industry continues to evolve and attempt to survive with the limited customers still succeeding.

At the Cinci airport before I left I noticed this water service being done for an incoming flight. I’d never seen such a thing before and texted Sedona who studied aviation to ask what it was about. She said its usually honoring a last flight for a retiring pilot etc. Interesting. Its called a water cannon salute.

Always grabbing the right side window seat so I can awe of the views coming into NYC.

The city looks so small in the background and then once you are in it, you realize how massive it is. I always like seeing the World Trade /Wall Street area, then the flat village/SOHO in between and then the height again in Midtown.

A perfect view as we landed in the renovated LaGuardia Airport.

Cool architecture on the corner of my old stomping grounds of 40th.

Bryant Park has truly done an excellent job at upgrading.

Sculpture everywhere. I didn’t get out of Midtown the entire stay there. Was only in the city for two days as our schedule was packed. But even so, still NYC was a wonder to see.

Admiring the angles. NYC is unfortunately filled with so much scaffolding on the side walks.

Always remembering to look up. This was after three margaritas 🙂

The Empire State Building a glow in purple.

Fantastic visit with Kassie and Solaire. We found the perfect outdoor spot near Grand Central where we camped out and snacked on tacos and caught up.

I snapped this photo of Koreatown for Namgi.

Appreciate how the city closed down some areas and made beautiful walking and resting areas.

The pedestrian flow zone was new to me. Enjoyed the widened area coming from Penn Station. George pointed out the ‘No Standing” sign opposite which could be very confusing. Like keep it moving people.

Heading out of the city I snapped a photo of this sculpture. There were many like it lining 5th Ave. Super cool. Would’ve loved to have seen more of the series.

Inside LGA they had a musical water fountain. Felt like I was in Vegas, I wanted to clap when it ended 🙂 Renovations for LGA started in 2016- now 2024 we can enjoy the outcome.

A perfect Manhattan view with Central Park showing off its green space.

As the sun was setting we got beneath the clouds and I was able to see my neighborhood as we circled to land.

Thought of Angela as I took this sunset photo before rejoining the busy world again. She and I are working on a sunset nature book together. Hoping to have in time for the holidays.

Rowe Woods- Quick Walk with Rebecca

I wanted to hike during my time off and visit with friends. I was able to squeeze in lunch with Jeff Stechschulte which was long overdue. And Rebecca joined me for a short hike in Rowe Woods. The humidity makes it tough sometimes in Ohio, but the tree coverage was helpful.

We were on a time limit and both of us wanted something simple. We opted for a shorter route which took only an hour.

We got out early and arrived before most of the families. It was on Labor Day so many people were out looking for something to do.

Its great getting out with my beautiful friend. My time with Rebecca is always uplifting and allows me to consider things differently. She’s a perfect companion in life for me as we continue to get past divorce, launch our kids and embrace new relationships.

The hike had a lot more ups and downs than I recall from my past visit to this nature preserve. I really need to get my cardio back. Hoping once I get back into the full time one job rhythm I’ll be able to schedule some routine exercise.

Love the shade of the trees and the empty path.

We came across these stairs and I was so glad we were going down and not up 🙂

Root system creating a natural staircase.

Cincinnati Art Museum with Baby B

I was so happy that SKL suggested I take a week off before starting full time again.

My last day at DPI (the remote gaming job) was September 3. Worked there almost 3 years. I learned a ton, but also realized I honestly wasn’t passionate about gaming products (really hated the weapons and violent aspects) and remote work culture is tough to maneuver. Interesting working remote- the flexibility is awesome, but getting things fixed or done with everyone on different time zones is challenging. I’m not a patient person. I like to move and accomplish tasks. I’ll miss my friends there, but never got to see my boss’s face since she never once turned on her camera. All very odd to me. Working for a bubble on a screen. Technology… maybe I’m too old school.

My new/old job at SKL started full time September 9, so okay….3 days break. I really needed a detox. Should’ve taken the opportunity to clean my house or catch up on the stack of mail I haven’t bothered to look at, but it was such a gorgeous day!

While scrolling Instagram, I saw there was a Hip Hop Culture Exhibit at the Cincinnati Art Museum and Thursday evenings were free. I texted Sedona and she was open and we made plans to go that night.

Outside the museum I snapped this photo and loved how well Sedona’s top coordinated with the sculpture.

Inside the museum there were a couple shoes made out of car parts. Human creativity.

Ever wonder why someone was inspired to do such a thing?

I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I have never not liked an exhibit. It always opens my mind.

We learned how there was a language created for graffiti.

I’ve always been fascinated with street art. Loved reading that the hip hop culture communicated through this method.

This ceramic cluster fascinated me as well. Such symbolism in its parts.

Love him or hate him, you have to give credit to Jay-Z for all he has done for the movement and rights to empower. Reading about how artists used to represent fashion brands and even took some leadership in designing through those brands, but he took it to an entirely higher level labeling himself as the brand.

Gucci. Ever wonder why its so popular still? Those infamous Gs.

Pharrell hat’s designed by the late Vivienne Westwood. Always one of my favorite fashion designers.

I never considered how hip hop culture progressed fashion in terms of weaves, hair color, nails, jewelry and the influence on women’s rights and power.

Biggy. So instrumental to the movement, coming up from the streets of NYC.

The colors were bright on the walls and really read/felt warm and invigorating. I know Sedona got a lot more out of this exhibit than I did. Was a beautiful way to awaken me to the influences that when put together made total sense but I never really took the time to consider previously. Sometimes life just evolves and unless you look back, its easy to miss the reasons and pieces of the puzzle.

The setting sun reflected on the clouds and turned them an luminescent pink. We decided to try to find a place where we could catch the sunset.

The City View Tavern in Mt. Adams was perfect. The two small clouds did not move above the distant buildings for the longest time. It was if we were looking at a painting.

The sliver of a moon captured against the Cincy skyline. Perfect ending to a beautiful day.

Day 4 Frisco and Dillion Lake-Colorado

I struggled with the rental car’s map/Bluetooth system. Whenever I plugged in my phone to charge it, Bluetooth wanted to convert. Electronics I swear. Once my phone was finally fully charged, I was able to unplug and look at my map while Kassie was using hers for navigating.

When I zoomed around Frisco, I spotted a lighthouse that I thought could be interesting to check out. Kassie smartly asked, “what do they need a lighthouse out here for?”

When we arrived at the marina, it was a mini lighthouse, like a prop. She was right. It was funny that this icon is what got us to Frisco. Reminded me of Tiffani and the giant tree in Michigan. (which btw wasn’t so giant)

The reservoir on the map looked like an oasis and we found a short trail to hike before finalizing the last leg of our drive.

But first we grabbed some coffee in Frisco to wake up a bit. Admittedly we were both dragging.

We picked another outdoor spot and attempted to get our energies back in order. Kassie double fisted with a coffee and an immune booster. We are rebels right?

She created this split screen shot on snap chat. Showing our different views at the small shop’s table.

We mapped our way to the trail head. Only one other car in site.

Trail was mostly along a paved bike path. We later decided, should we ever come back, that would be the way to go. Rent an E bike and just take our time going around the lake.

The lake offered serenity. A distant fisherman. Quiet waters. Only one soul in sight.

Kassie is a Pieces so the water speaks to her.

We went our separate ways for a bit and just sat quietly. Life doesn’t get easier, it just evolves into a different stage to be challenged by. At our age, the quiet and peace of mind is sometimes tough to find. My menopausal induced anxiety and brain chatter is tough to stop. Our constant on -the -move schedules to make ends meet, often times overcomes us. But a moment like this should always be taken. In silence. I love that Kassie appreciated that.

I walked along the rocky beach to take in as many views as I could.

Captured Kassie in her meditative state.

Taking it all it before we go back to the real world.

At the very start of the trail we took a selfie. You can see the head behind Kassie of the older gentleman we came across that was holding a trout when we approached and asked us to snap a photo.

What is it with men and their fish photos? That was one of the things on Bumble when dating that was an automatic swipe left 🙂 Like you conquered a fish and you think that will impress me? But I imagine he was taking the photo back to show his wife who was patiently waiting for him at the bench on top of the slope. Maybe it does impress some women.

Walking out I snapped one last image with the small bush in the forefront.

And a better selfie before we hit the road.

Kassie drove around the lake and discovered an outdoor amphitheater which had a band playing. A lot of food trucks outside too and free parking. But we both felt we needed to get moving toward Denver.

We continued toward the sprawling city leaving the mountains behind.

We crashed at her friend Leanne’s house and enjoyed Indian take-out for dinner while sitting in the most perfect bug free outdoor environment. (probably my last time for awhile) My flight was leaving early in the am and Kassie graciously offered to drive me, but Leanne told us about a train that was convenient and would save Kassie a lot of driving should she hit morning rush hour on the way back. I’m no premadonna and use public transportation as much as I can while traveling, so this seemed like a win win.

Snapped this on the way to the train station at 6 am, still on my passenger look out duty. Made me wish I had more time to explore the Denver area.

Leanne’s advise was perfect. This was a fabulous way to get to the airport. Was only $10 and took 1/2 hour without any concern for traffic jams. All was smooth upon arrival. Back to Ohio I go. Was an amazing weekend with so much to take in, contemplate and cherish.

Day 4 Glenwood Springs-Colorado

On Monday, Kassie and I packed up and hit the road back to Denver. I’m sure Bobby and Lisa would be thankful to give their livers a rest. We decided we would take our time, have an open agenda, stop when and where we wanted, as long as night time driving was avoided.

Again my passenger duty, I took many photos from my window view.

Our first stop was Doc Holiday’s gravesite. At Bobby and Lisa’s recommendation I have since watched the Wyatt Earp Netflix documentary and now love even more that we stopped here. I visited Tombstone, Arizona with Zoe on her move to California but at that time I did not truly appreciate all the US history that occurred there.

A little history about how they moved the cemetery up the mountain to avoid issues with flooding and potential landslides. I imagine that would be a hot mess nobody would want to deal with.

Of course the trail was up a steep hill, which, when you stopped, offered gorgeous views. Guess the climb is worth it.

The landscape colors reminded me of desert terrain. Love the various green tones vs the warm red dirt trail.

We came across this wishing tree which someone told us was started by a cancer patient in the community. I Googled it – “Annie’s Wishing Tree started by Annie Zancanella when she was receiving cancer treatments.” We all need hope and support. Kassie moved a pinecone over staying eco. The baby doll is sort of creepy in the mix.

Once you reached the plateau there were several very old tombstones.

And of course a Potter’s field for immigrants and those in poverty. As we walked I found it odd that just because you have money you are marked as if worth more in history than others. I most likely would’ve ended up here. And I’m okay with that. Once I leave this Earth, I am meant to be free.

Something was eerily intriguing about this field. As if the branches were reaching out from below. Or they were doing an odd dance together in the grass. Feels painful somehow and cohesive.

The view beyond was stunning. Kassie found a trail outside of the cemetery area and we wandered a bit not knowing if it was legit or private property. We soon met a local hiking with his dogs and Kassie continued up the mountain to see if there was a better view. I never did get her photos to know.

Beautiful day. We saw an amusement park on top of one mountain that you reached via gondola. I wondered what riding a roller coaster up there would look like.

It was quiet up here. Not many hikers or tourists.

Hiking back down, Kassie was getting hangry and we headed into town to grab some lunch at the brewery.

Always love a local brewery. We opted for their house-made rootbeer and split an amazing salad and turkey rueben. No complaints on the food here!

We sat outdoors and of course, it started raining. We were able to scoot the table and Kassie only partially got wet.

Sitting at lunch I noticed a walkway and we decided to check it out. Just as we were, an Amtrack train pulled in heading to Chicago. What a fun way to check out towns across America. Unfortunately nothing as convenient as the trains in other countries.

Glenwood Springs is an adorable small town filled with restaurants and bars. I’d definitely come back to spend a full day.

This city has one of the largest natural springs in the world. People come to float in the section of the pool that is darkest. Lisa also told us about other smaller hot spring options also in the area.

Captured this view through the gate along the walkway.

There were several little shacks along the sidewalks with a table and bench set up inside. Sweet little lunch spot and several were filled with people enjoying.

Under the road they made use of the shade and created another outdoor seating area.

Heading out of town we followed this Airstream which was a perfect car for my windshield photos.

You are simply surrounded by the mountains.

Was glad to be seeing this section in the daylight.

We were mapping our way to Frisco for the next stop.

Kassie did an excellent job in our Blue Malibu.

Kayaking or rafting for sure would be fun in Colorado.

Love this capture with the colors in the hills and fluffy white clouds above.

What causes the differences in color? From sandy taupe to….

or a combo of both. Someone enlighten me. Virlane?

All views gorgeous against the blue skies and certainly can’t imagine the colors once the seasons change.

Think about this one for a minute. Love.

Day 3 Basalt and Aspen- Colorado

We wanted to go on a hike today, but the weather was being temperamental. It rained during our morning coffee on the patio and the clouds kept shifting, teasing us of a potentially brighter day. It was worth the risk. We ventured out.

Front stoop photo of the trees. A good way to start my day.

On our drive to the trail, we decided to stop again in Basalt to check out the Sunday street market. It was good to get out and walk around to see what was for sale.

It kept raining on and off. I was tempted to buy a bleached flannel but couldn’t find my size. Wasn’t meant to be.

Noticed this tree carving as we were heading out. Another nod to the fly fisherman.

The trail selected was named Smuggler’s Trail. It was only a 3 mile round trip. But of course, everything in Colorado is uphill or with an incline.

I was out of breath on the first .25 mile. I stopped often and told the others to leave me behind because I didn’t want to slow them down, but also didn’t want to waste my hike trying to keep up either. Altitude adjustment is a real thing. I felt my sinus hurting, gut was moving, etc. Kassie said she nicknamed it Colorado Combustion. She’s been out here skiing more than me.

There was a mining site you could tour if you reserved in advance. We saw a few old mining communities on our drive in as well.

The rain cleared out and I decided not to wear a jacket. It was starting to get hot.

I noticed the rust colored powder on the rocks. A sort of fungus I imagine or moss.

The views as we climbed were incredible. We planned on taking the gondola ride up to the top of the slope to have lunch but I wondered if the view could get any better.

We passed a few residences along the way and Kassie Zillow-ed to see if we could all move in together or rent for a month. You can see our altitude by looking at how small the houses now looked below.

I took a break on a rock and sent this selfie to Debbie. Telling her I was left in the dust by the others.

A storm looked to be moving in. I swear this Colorado weather is so unpredictable.

Stopped to chat with this little chipmunk who seemed to trust me fully.

Check out the crocked tree by the corner of the sign. So cool!

Made it to the viewpoint where Bobby, Lisa and Kassie were waiting.

Walking back down it started to rain. We stopped under a tree for a little bit but then trudged on. It was chilly.

Once back into town, we stopped at KemoSabe again for Kassie to purchase a few gifts. I stood to the side and learned about stingray, elephant, rhino and snakeskin boots. Guess there’s a huge regulation (and should be) to harvest those type of exotic skins.

Bobby pointed out that this bear was made of nails. Pretty cool fur interpretation.

We decided to skip the ride up and headed to the close-by W hotel bar instead.

Was a gorgeous view. Due to the weather, nobody was there.

Captured this awesome view and friend in one shot 🙂

I was loving the orange punch of the flowers coordinating with the cushions.

We decided to only have one drink and then head over to the historic Jerome Hotel.

Just taking in the walk after my very strong tequila drink.

Bobby admitted to trying to actually use this to mail something.

Bobby and Kassie paid tribute to Mother Mary who has answered several of their calls.

Hotel Jerome is the oldest hotel in Aspen dating back to 1889 during the silver mining days. We looked up how much it was for a basic room there and it was a mere $900.00 minimum a night.

The hotel was posh. Perfectly, historically balanced with style.

The dining area impressive. Like something from a magazine.

Kassie of course chatted with the concierge and found out the whole story regarding this painting which I snapped a photo of coming back from a sneakpeak at the dining hall.

In 1936, a family that was staying in that hotel room had a ten-year-old son, and this little boy drowned in the pool. The little boy’s ghost has been known as “water boy,” and various guests have encountered him. He would appear to guests wet and shivering. They also say he leaves wet footprints.

Kassie showing off her KemoSabe bag and just being Kassie.

We were getting into our car ready to leave and Wendy pulled up right next to ours and talked us into going to the Gucci store with her. Apparently she is one of their biggest customers. They immediately offered us champagne and we of course said yes please.

We were sore from our hike and Kassie initiated a stretch in the middle of the Gucci floor. Good thing the town was slow so Bobby and Lisa’s reputations are still intact.

We decided we needed food and ended up at the Tipsy Trout back in Basalt to end our evening. Four cocktails and an appetizer at the Hotel Jerome (although $190.00) was not enough to hold us over. We initially intended to go home, shower, refresh, then go back out, but admittedly I said I more than likely would not make it back out if I did.

Great restaurant with great friends. A perfect ending to our stay.

We convinced Bobby to open this elite tequila for one last drink when we got back to their place. I turned in around 9:30 pm that night, which at the time felt like midnight. Bobby and Kassie stayed up (each of them benefiting from coffee after Jerome Hotel) and drunk texted and dialed many childhood friends.

Somehow after our beautiful weekend together, this feels like the appropriate ending quote.

I found this later and saved. How many have you been to? Me—-only 6. Goals.

Day 2 Basalt and Aspen- Colorado

In Colorado, you sleep with your windows open allowing the cool night air to naturally reduce the temps in the house. Was wonderful waking up to the chill as if camping. It was also beyond fabulous to not have to deal with bugs. I truly would love nature so much more if I wasn’t constantly getting bit.

Bobby and Lisa have a perfect outdoor seating area, where we would sit in the mornings sipping on coffee, waiting for each other to get up and around. I was curious what the day would bring.

Loved the signage they had in the hallway.

The first morning we saw the wild turkeys walking up the street as if they owned the place.

I couldn’t get over the views out their windows. This photo captured the Aspen trees in the background. Lisa taught me that the Aspen trees are all part of a singular cell/seed.

Fun Facts for the National Forest Foundation: One aspen tree is actually only a small part of a larger organism. A stand or group of aspen trees is considered a singular organism with the main life force underground in the extensive root system. Before a single aspen trunk appears above the surface, the root system may lie dormant for many years until the conditions are just right, including sufficient sunlight. In a single stand, each tree is a genetic replicate of the other, hence the name a “clone” of aspens used to describe a stand.

Older than the massive Sequoias or the biblical Bristlecone Pines, the oldest known aspen clone has lived more than 80,000 years on Utah’s Fishlake National Forest. Not only is the clone the oldest living organism, weighing in at an estimated 6,600 tons, it is also the heaviest.

My photo as were were walking past the Aspens.

We decided to walk to Basalt for breakfast. I was taking in the landscaping and variety of architecture along the way.

There was a very cool pathway to get from their neighborhood down to the Main Street in town.

Lavender lined the street. I had to stop and smell.

Kassie posed by the tin man on the steps of what looked to be a vacant house. Colorado living can be seasonal. Lisa reported it being virtually vacant in their neighborhood during certain months.

Love the creativity in the diversity of housing and landscaping.

It was sprinkling a bit and this perfect leaf holding onto the raindrops caught my eye among the colorful stones.

Basalt is known for its fishing. We made it down to the river and snapped our daily selfie.

The town had a movie set vibe to me. Didn’t feel quite authentic, but trying to look old. I am sure the history speaks for itself, it was just a feeling I got walking around.

The colorful newsstands enticing tourists toward the events of the month.

Sculpture caught my eye. They had an outdoor stage that is used for small music venues. Bobby said he sat next to Goldie Hawn at the last one he attended.

The river was like something out of a movie.

I told Lisa if I were living there, I would wander down, grab a coffee and just sit here for hours. Listening to the sound of the river was so relaxing.

Lisa and Bobby with their home in the background up the hill.

We decided to head to Aspen to check out KemoSabe, the western store they now owned. I was admiring their GPS tablet in their car which is more the size I need. My phone just doesn’t do the trick even with my bifocal contacts.

We were swinging by to pick up Wendy, Bobby’s sister, along the way. I captured this view out the window. The yellow flowers are everywhere along the roads and such an addition to the Colorado landscape.

I borrowed a cowboy hat from Bobby and Lisa’s house. Wendy and I took this selfie to say hello to Tiffani ( my younger sister). Tiffani is Wendy’s age and they grew up together, Bobby and I same. Have known each other since 3rd grade.

Wendy detoured to show us something on the way down from the mountain she lived on.

It was a field of elk. She taught us all sorts of fun facts about these animals, passionately speaking about which buck would win favor and which were shedding their antlers and could not be touched. A animal code as they fed freely on the field.

I’ve never been this close to a wild animal this big. He was majestic.

Still admiring our surroundings from the back seat of the car we made our way to Aspen.

The town seemed quiet with just a few people out.

But as we arrived to KemoSabe there was a line waiting at the door. We went in the alleyway entrance.

Kassie and I separated ourselves while Bobby, Lisa and Wendy greeted their employees and patrons. We shopped around, seeing all we couldn’t afford.

Their signage and decor was filled with humor and we loved exploring the walls and jewelry cases. We discovered a framed childhood photo of Bobby and Wendy placed on the walls along with subtle references to the Cleveland Browns and Ohio.

The Pussy Cat greets you as you enter the upstairs bar level. This store has such character and pizazz. Its a shopping experience with amazing service and customization.

The view downstairs from the upper level. We camped out at the bar for literally 5 ish hours sipping espresso martinis, tequila and even trying the “Wendy drink”. I found myself just people watching.

Our motley crew. Yes, I am double fisting, I think it was almost noon.

Just as I was about to escape and walk around town a bit, Lisa and Kassie called me up to the rooftop. We sat admiring the view and weather. No building in Aspen is allowed to be built taller than 4 stories. Love that.

A view of the slopes. I imagine this place is totally different in the winter.

Saw this hanging on the walls and it reminded me of Wendy, Bobby and Lisa and what they have created here. The three of them have such unique personalities and gifts/strengths. I truly admire how they’ve united all of their skills and created such a successful family business.

After several drinks and way too much peopling for me, we were hungry. Lisa scored a reservation at a very small local place and we all rushed in to shared plates with 50% of what we ordered having truffles.

Kassie looking like a local with our beloved Bobby.

The server noticed our reunion and offered to take a group shot. Cheers!

Walking back to the car, I was admiring the art.

Aspen had several galleries that I never entered.

Flowers were planted and blooming everywhere.

Driving Wendy home the sun was starting to set on our day. My energy level was fading as well.

I stood on her back porch and enjoyed the silence and the views.

The clouds offered one last peak at the perfect blue skies above reminding us that things are not always as they appear, but are masked but the ever evolving landscape.

Day 1 Basalt-Colorado, Here We Come!

Kassie has been a friend of mine since birth. We would regularly see each other in NYC when I visited there for work twice a year, and boy the fun adventures and crazy evenings we shared. But since Covid 2021, we have only seen each other once during a random visit in South Carolina for a short afternoon. We were craving an adventure together.

With us both working multiple jobs, the distance between us, and all the other commitments it was tough to justify vacation time or money spending on us’. We excitedly spoke on the phone about a potential weekend we could both do in August and checked in with our friends in Colorado to see if they’d be available to host. (free place to stay is an excellent start- great union of old friends= icing on the cake)

I never booked my ticket, since I recently lost quite a few hundred $s booking a concert and flights to Orlando, only to find out we had no place to stay. I wasn’t about to lose out again. When Kassie flipped the calendar to August, she called me and said “are you in?” I unfortunately bailed, said I could not. I was overwhelmed and exhausted. Didn’t know if I could handle it physically and emotionally. But when the Kunkle’s got one week away from our planned visit and texted they were excited to see us, I took a deep breath and started looking into airfare.

Maybe a spur of the moment weekend getaway was exactly what was needed.

An ariel view gives such perspective. I always get a window seat for that reason.

The flight in was beautiful. Only took me a couple of hours direct. We detoured the storms.

Kassie and I started off our trip perfectly. We were both on the tarmac waiting for a gate at the same time. Her plane was released first so she found her way to the rental car and by the time I arrived, she had keys in hand and we were ready to go!

With the car in her name, Kassie drove the entire time. I got to oohhh and aahhh out the windows at the landscape. She found it entertaining how I struggled with Google maps and navigating and wondered how I ever got anywhere. But as you know I do and am still alive to talk about it.

Electronics and me are not exactly friends. I know its necessary in life, but I struggle with how you have to zoom in to see things and by the time you do, you lose your sense of surroundings on a map.

The mountains were gorgeous. We had a curvy 3.5 hour drive to Basalt from Denver and wanted to get in as much daylight driving a possible.

It’s hard for me to edit down the driving snap shots.

I took videos with my phone out the window but nothing truly captures the breathtaking views.

The black and white filter really helped to reveal the layers in the rock. The Earth is fascinating.

We decided to stop in Vail at a brewery to pick up some much needed food and a 6 pack to take to Bobby and Lisa’s. It was approaching 8 pm and the sun was headed out while a huge storm was heading in.