Now boarding…(Part One)

I’ve always been a pretty good planner.  Regardless of whether it was scheduling for a job or vacations for the family, I’ve been doing it long enough that a lot of it comes second nature to me.  I learned how to plan vacations from my mom.  Dad worked for the airlines from the time that I was 10 years old until he retired, so we were always flying somewhere.  Prior to that, we would do road trips.  I literally learned about researching hotels and destinations at my mother’s knee

(Of course, that was long before the internet.  She did it the hard way, with maps and travel books from AAA, and LOTS of phone calls!  The internet has made it so much easier, for the most part)

This past summer, I had to partially coordinate a trip to England.  My son was asked to be on a team that was going for a week to train and play with Academy teams over there.  Since we were going over early anyway, we figured that it would be a great opportunity to add some sightseeing as well.

Rule #1 of Travel:  Always, and I mean ALWAYS, plan to get to your destination a day or two ahead of time if at all possible, especially if you are going on a tour or a cruise.  It is worth an extra day or two in a hotel to take away the stress of worrying about whether you’ll miss the tour or ship due to airline snafus or other problems. Case in point, a large number of people on this tour last summer booked their flights to get there the day the tour started.  Guess what?  They were delayed.  Guess what else?  They missed the first training session.  Totally not worth the aggravation and lost activity that was already paid for.

It wasn’t the easiest thing to plan.  In the course of trying to decide what to do and where to go in England, we couldn’t figure out why everything was sold out or super expensive.  We knew it wasn’t just the summer months, because natives generally go elsewhere.  Further research (thank you internet) gave us the answer:  the days we were looking to be in London early were the finals of Wimbledon.  All of a sudden, everything made sense.

Obviously, getting out of the area was going to be the best bet.  We didn’t really want to rent a car and drive if we could avoid it, so we started looking at options.  My son mentioned  Eurostar and the Chunnel, and wondered if we could go to Paris for a couple of days.  So I researched, and found cheap tickets and a decent hotel.  Paris it was.  But not so fast; we couldn’t find a train back to London to make our tour.  Why?  Because of the tennis finals.  Back to the drawing board. We went back and forth, around and around trying to agree on something.

Rule #2 of Travel:  Never Give Up.  No matter how many times you have looked at a website, or thought of and discarded an itinerary due to sold out transportation or high prices, keep going back.  It’s like a roulette wheel.  Keep spinning it, and it will eventually land where you want it to).

After spinning that wheel dozens of times, I saw that a train had been added to the Eurostar from Paris to London on the Saturday before the actual soccer tour started!  Perseverance paid off!!  Multiple days of surfing, e-mails, and even the old-fashioned phone calls finally landed us an itinerary.

We left Washington DC on Tuesday night, landed at London Heathrow Airport Wednesday morning.  Took the Underground to St. Pancras Train Station (on the other side of London) to catch the Eurostar. 

Rule #3 of Travel: Make the Most of Any Situation.  You’re traveling for goodness sake.  Enjoy it!  We had nearly 7 hours to kill in St. Pancras because changing our Eurostar tickets (I had reserved them for early evening.  See Rule #1) would have cost more than the tickets.  We found a charcuterie pub with good beer and snacks, and got to talk with some interesting people.  

After catching the Eurostar, we arrived in Paris around 10 pm Wednesday evening.  Our hotel was not even a 10 minute walk from the Gare du Nord train station.  We got to spend two full days in Paris before taking the train back to London on Saturday

(I won’t even get into the planning that went into the sightseeing, because who knew that the World Cup Semi Finals would involve both England AND France)

(Oh, and I forgotten that Bastille Day was the day we returned from Paris to England, so didn’t account for the influx of the countryside into Paris.  But that’s another post for another time).

Had to get ourselves from St. Pancras back to a hotel out near Heathrow.  Then had to get transportation from THAT hotel to  Heathrow on Sunday morning to hook up with the tour.  Stayed with the tour for the week. When the tour was over, we had to get ourselves from that hotel to a hotel we had booked in London for a few days before flying home on Tuesday morning.

Feeling tired just reading it?  Good.  Because tomorrow I’ll explain WHY I detailed that planning, and what it all means.

To be continued….

BOOK REVIEW: The 7 1/2 Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle

I love science fiction.  I love Downton Abbey.  Did I ever think that I would find a book that would meld the two together in a plausible manner?  No.  Did I actually find such a book?

Yes.

This is probably the most unique book I have read in a long time.  I don’t even know how exactly to classify it.  It’s mostly mystery, but there’s more to it than that.  I don’t know how to describe it without giving major plot points away, because just the story arc itself is unique.  The writer keeps the reader as off balance as the characters are, and that’s no easy feat.  If you’re looking for something out of the norm that will take up a few days of reading and make you forget about other stuff, find this book.  It will draw you in and hold you until the end.  My Goodreads review is below:

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The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle by Stuart Turton
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Every once in a while, there comes a book that forces you to slow down your reading and really savor the story being told. This is that book. It’s Downton Abbey, as written by Agatha Christie, starring Sam Beckett (from Quantum Leap). And it all works. Ultimately a mystery, this book is also a stunning tapestry of the lives of the characters, both the rich and the servants. In that regard, I suppose it’s a little bit like Upstairs, Downstairs as well. Regardless, it is a highly atmospheric book with very vivid characters. The author does a fantastic job of creating a feeling of foreboding that the reader shares with the main character as the plot progresses. I really can’t go into the plot, because it is truly a book that needs to be discovered and unraveled slowly. Which brings me to another point: clear time to read this. It is not a fast read. You’ll need to take your time to really get all of the nuances (and to keep all of the characters straight). Highly innovative and intriguing, I hope this author writes more like it! Definite five stars. Thank you to NetGalley, Sourcebooks Landmark, and the author for a digital ARC in exchange for an honest review.

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BOOK REVIEW: Traded (Cliffside Bay Series #1)

Traded: Brody and Kara (Cliffside Bay, #1)
Tess Thompson
Out now

A couple of days ago, I mentioned the happiness in finding a good thriller that sends the reader on a wild ride.  For me, that same excitement comes when I find a series that I enjoy – especially when there are multiple books in the series.  This is especially true of a “new-this-year” series by author Tess Thompson.  Cliffside Bay is a small town on the Northern Coast of California, and this series follows the residents of the town, using five male friends (known as “The Dogs”) as the main characters.  The descriptions of the town invoke every little town on the coast of Marin and Mendocino Counties.  The characters are fun, from the business woman who has a tough exterior, but soft interior, to the quirky granola gal who bemoans any development of the area.  I’m pretty sure I grew up with these people!  Anyway, if you’re looking for a fun, light romance (with no sex scenes (another refreshing aspect)), I highly recommend checking out this series!  My Goodreads review is below.

Traded: Brody and Kara by Tess Thompson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


The first in a “new-this-year” Cliffside Bay series by author Tess Thompson, “Traded” has everything a reader could want: romance, intrigue, and characters who are unique, likeable, and relatable. The author knows how to build a story in such a way that the reader becomes invested in the characters’ happiness, even if the reader has an idea of how things will turn out. I was hoping that there would be a little bit more of a wrap up for Kara’s story, but maybe that will be addressed in future books in the series. I liked how the author wove the importance of trusting one’s instincts and living life while one can throughout multiple plot threads. However, what I especially loved about this book, and what I’m sure I will continue to enjoy in the rest of the series, is how Ms. Thompson has captured the beauty of the Northern California coast and the quirkiness of the small town inhabitants. I am a born and raised NorCal girl, and Cliffside Bay brought back wonderful memories of growing up in the area. A solid 4.5 stars, and I am definitely looking forward to following “The Dogs” through the rest of the books in the series. I received a digital copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.



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BOOK REVIEW: One Dark Night

Release Date: 10/23/2018
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Every once in awhile, a book really leaps out at you, grabs you, and takes you on a crazy terrific ride. You know what I mean?  There are the books that are fun outings, where you progress leisurely and finish with a happy sigh.  Then there are the books that say “screw that” and careen through the action, keeping you off balance, where you’re practically gasping for breath and thinking, “what the hell did I just experience?”.  This is solidly in the latter category.  A page-turner by any definition, “One Dark Night” explores how a reaction to a simple, every-day occurrence can have far-reaching and (very) unintended consequences.  Trust me, you’ll re-think being angry at the next person who cuts you off on the highway!  A smart author also knows that it is difficult to credibly sustain a particular action for an entire book.  Tom Bale recognizes this, and changes up the story to give the reader little breaks and shifts in focus.  This works wonderfully to keep the tension level high, but not with pointless filler. If you’re looking for an action movie in book form, look no further.  This one is for you!

Here is my Goodreads review:

Sit down, buckle up, and get ready for one heck of an adrenaline rush! This book starts off fast and never really lets up.  From the opening event to the wrap-up, I was enthralled and couldn’t read fast enough.  What made this book unique was that the author zigged when I thought he was going to zag, and every time I thought I had a bead on what was happening, the author switched gears. No matter what the setting, the descriptions were so vivid that the atmospheres felt very real. The action is at times thriller, crime, suspense, mystery…but it is fluid and morphs naturally from one to the other.  This was the first book I’ve read by this author, and I will certainly be looking for his other ones!  An excellent entry in the Mystery/Thriller genre.  Thank you to NetGalley, Bookouture, and the author for a digital ARC in exchange for an honest review.

BOOK REVIEW: Perfect Girls (Detective Rachel Prince Book 3)

As you’ve probably been able to tell, I don’t stick to one genre of books.  I read whatever strikes me (or whatever is up next on my NetGalley list).  As a result, I sometimes end up with a book that is part of a series.  I usually don’t like to read these for two reasons:  1) it can feel like reading the end of something to know what happens before reading the rest or 2) there’s so much detail from the previous events, it’s not worth going back and reading the others.  I get happy when I find a series that doesn’t do either. This is one of those.  However, don’t be me:  find the first one and start from the beginning.  Below is my Goodreads review.  

Perfect Girls (Detective Rachel Prince #3)
Published
9/18/2018

Perfect Girls by Alison James

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


This was a cracking good crime thriller! The third in the Detective Rachel Prince series, it’s the first one I’ve read, and I will definitely be going back to read the first two. Det. Prince is a flawed heroine; she apparently has a tendency to think romantically about people she works with (according to references to previous events), tends to be obsessive, and seems off-balance in some of her familial relationships. All of this makes her more human, and not the usual “superhero cop” who solves a case easily. The story unfolds in “real time,” with the actions of Rachel and co-workers interspersed with brief perspectives from the perpetrator of the crimes. This lends authenticity to the story, and the glimpses of the criminal mind slowly draw the reader deeper into the investigation. The author has researched well; the description of travel and locations are accurate and vivid. The time constraint that Rachel is working under compels the reader to keep up with Rachel’s sense of urgency. The crimes at the heart of the story are timely, especially in the age of social media saturation. Not really a spoiler, but you probably won’t look at a certain growing trend in travel the same way ever again. A great read, and I look forward to adding this series to my “follow” lists. Thank you to NetGalley, Bookouture, and the author for a digital ARC in exchange for an honest review.



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BOOK REVIEW: Meet Me in San Francisco

Meet Me in San Francisco
Releasing 9/25/18

Meet Me in San Francisco by Shana Gray

My rating: 4 of 5 stars


The second in the “Girls Weekend Away” series, this book is as breezy as the first one. Half girlfriend road-trip, half wonderful guy sweeps woman off of her feet, there is plenty for everyone to like. Celia is the focus of this one, and moms of all types will definitely be able to relate to her desire to re-discover herself after a divorce. The only thing that disappointed me a little bit about this book is that there was too much focus on Landon impressing Celia. These scenes came at the expense of detailing other events. I understand the author’s focus for Celia, but I would have liked to have had a little more of the girl-talk between the four friends (because the author does it well), and a little less of the inner monologues of Celia and Landon. As in the first book, the conflict is fleeting, although I do hope the author follows Celia’s story through the next two books because the storyline with the ex is interesting. The ending was also a little abrupt; it almost seemed like an afterthought. I will give the author credit for doing her research on San Francisco and the California Coast. I’m a born and raised California girl (SF Bay Area), and reading the descriptions of Northern California brought me to the beautiful parts of the state that I miss the most. Looking forward to seeing what happens with Fredi and Ava! 3.5 stars, but bumped to 4 for the nostalgia that the scenes in Monterey and Napa Valley invoked. Thank you to NetGalley, Entangled Publishing LLC, and the author for a digital ARC in exchange for an honest review.



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BOOK REVIEW: Consumed

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J.R. Ward
Release Date
10/02/2018

This was a really good book.  It could have been set in a police station, because first-responder attitudes are very similar, but then the title wouldn’t have made any sense.  And the title is very cleverly chosen in this case.  Fire, passion, life…how easy it to be consumed by any or all of these things?  Even the heroine’s name (Ashburn) is a nod to the fire theme of the story.  This is not your typical romance, but it is one heckuva story.  Below is my Goodreads review.

At times haunting and poetic, this book is a masterful crime story wrapped in a tale of loss, sorrow, and renewal.  It opens with a tragic fire, and this event drives all facets of the plot. When it comes to the lives of firefighters, the author writes with precision.  From the descriptions of the gear and machinery, to the procedures, and even the thoughts and attitudes, everything is accurate.  I especially appreciated the voice in which the author wrote.  No matter what the character, the “inner thoughts” matched the “outer voices.” There are several moments of dark and/or sarcastic humor, which is how first responders often cope with the issues they face. (One passage about “non-conforming conformists” was especially funny).  The characters are real; their motivations and reactions are organic and not contrived for dramatic effect.  I actually felt like I was reading a story that could have been told about any real-life firehouse and the members who inhabit it.  I was slightly disappointed in the heroine at one point, because she veered into a stereotypical reaction that seemed out of character.  But that moment was actually small enough that it didn’t affect her overall character.  All in all, this was an excellent story and I would definitely recommend it.  Thank you to NetGalley, Gallery Books, and the author for a digital ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Scam at the Soccer Field

We had some friends of ours invite us to the DC United soccer game yesterday.  Since we are pretty much all soccer/all of the time, of course we said yes.  We were especially excited to see the new Audi Field, since the last time we saw them play was in RFK.  (That was a sad experience.  A once great stadium being left to decay and ruin.  It was really bad).   We had a very nice brunch at Mission Navy Yard.  If you’re looking for fresh Mexican food and you’re down in the Wharf area, near Nats Park, I highly recommend it.

Anyway, we walked over to the stadium, and got in line to enter.  As we reached the metal detectors, however, both of us women were stopped and told that our bags were too big to bring into the stadium.  Now, mind you, my purse is 10″x 8″, and hers was even smaller.  Security was arguing with us about the size of them, and how they either had to be clear or fit in a gallon-sized plastic bag.

Side note:  Before writing this entry, I went to the Audi Field website to see if I could have been better prepared.  Nowhere on there (that I could find) does it say anything about bag sizes or anything of the sort.  DC United’s website does mention it, but if you haven’t been to a game at the new field, there’s no reason to think that the security there would be any different from any other stadium right?
Side note 2: I also found a bunch of articles from July and August of this year about the controversial new bag policy.  But once again, yesterday, there was no reason to expect security to be different.   

So back to Audi Field.  Her bag fit in the gallon ziploc, so she was allowed to keep hers.  Mine busted it, so security directed me to an area behind us where I could secure my bag until after the game.  Muttering all of the way, I went over to where there are a ton of people in line.  And I looked at the lockers. 

They were on a trailer.

That’s right.  A block of lockers, on a trailer with wheels, a trailer hitch and everything.  Because nothing instills confidence like leaving your purse in a mobile locker setup in Washington DC, right? (Where is a sarcasm font when you need it?)  

So I after I took out all of my money, my ID, my inhaler, sunglasses case and tried to stuff said items in my pockets, I joined the line to obtain a locker.  Everybody, and I mean EVERYbody in line was bitching about this policy.  There was a woman with a NY Red Bulls jersey (DCU’s opponent yesterday) loudly proclaiming, “We don’t even have this bulls*** in NYC!” Her grown daughter kept shushing her, but most of us in line agreed with the mom. A couple with children behind me was discussing whether it was even worth it and wondering if they should just go home.  (They decided to stay, but said they’d never come back until the policy changed.  This was a sentiment I heard repeated many times).  The woman in front of me was using her phone’s camera to photograph everything in her purse.  She looked at me and said, “This is probably the stupidest thing I have ever seen at a stadium.”  I agreed wholeheartedly.  

First stop in the line was a “security agent” who searched each of our bags.  And I mean Every. Single. Compartment.  Honestly, getting through TSA is less of a hassle.  Then we had to fill out a form, including our cell number, in order to obtain the key to the locker for our item(s).  Oh, and we had to pay $15.00 (cash or credit accepted).  Then a key was tossed to the man opening the lockers.  He instilled an awful lot of confidence, with his Bob Marley t-shirt and socks with marijuana leaves on them.  At that point, I was trying to figure out how to put every single item in my purse in my pockets, especially my credit cards.  

But instead, I told him the number I was given, he opened the locker (they were all master locks, not even locks set in the doors or anything) I put my purse in, he closed it, gave me a little wristband with the key attached, and told me I had until 30 minutes after the final whistle to come back and get my stuff.  The wristband also had a tag with the locker number, so I guarded that puppy with my life.  If lost, anyone could walk up and open the locker. There were no cross identity checks, ID check, or anything.  What type of security is LESS secure than letting people keep their bags?!?  

That whole process took at least 15 minutes.  In the long run, we didn’t miss much of the pre-game stuff, but it was extremely frustrating.  Fast forward to the end of the game.  I retrieved my bag with no issues and it seems as if everything was still in the place where I had left it.  In the end, no real harm, but plenty of foul!  Security was letting people with baby bags enter without even checking them.  People with clear bags were allowed in as well.  There were no boxes or dimensions to compare a bag to.  And on top of it all, most of the security at the gates was extremely rude. 

The day wasn’t entirely lost.  The weather held up (sun even came out), we had terrific seats above the goal, and we saw some awesome soccer (game ended in a 3-3 tie).  But Audi Field is going to have to revamp this policy, or at the very least make it more widely-known, if they expect people to return to support the team.  

Losing a Contemporary Legend

Most of you won’t recognize the name “Marin Mazzie” and honestly, there probably isn’t a reason that you should.  But to me, she was an amazing performer, a true force on the Broadway stage, and a legend in her own time.  She passed away yesterday at the age of 57, after a 3 year battle with ovarian cancer.  

Dad worked for airlines for several years, so it wasn’t that hard to hop on a plane for an extended weekend.  We used to travel to NYC, often with the sole purpose of seeing Broadway shows.  That was back when I was obsessed with musicals and still had dreams of being a dancer on Broadway.  Naturally, I was all about the dancing and the chorus numbers.  The singers?  I could take them or leave them.  I wasn’t (and still am not) a huge fan of soprano leads, because their voices can sometimes go too screechy;  some of them also (wrongly) consider themselves divas.  But Marin changed that for me; at least as far as she was concerned.  

On one trip in 1998, my mom and I went to see “Ragtime” at the Ford Center for Performing Arts.  It was a truly amazing production, but Marin was just stellar. In the part of Mother, she just owned the stage. Her high notes were mellow, but powerful.  Between her and Brian Stokes Mitchell, I had never seen a more incredible couple of performers onstage. I bought the CD and listened to it on repeat for months. Click the link for a clip of her show-stopping “Back to Before” (ignore the camera work and focus on her voice).  
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CeWhJz6FqQc    

A couple of years later, on another trip to NYC, I had the privilege of seeing her again, this time in one of my favorite shows, “Kiss Me Kate.”  Reunited with Stokes Mitchell, her Lilli Vanessi/Katherine was just wonderful.  She was haughty, fiery, coquettish, tempermental…simply a woman in love, and everything the dual roles called for.  Again, I was entranced by her voice.  Another CD, all worn out.

I am greatly saddened by her death, even though I haven’t followed Broadway as closely as I used to.  She gave me a greater appreciation of singers because she showed me how to be a true performer.  My own efforts in theater were greatly improved because of her examples.  She felt everything she performed; nothing was superficial.  In turn, she made the audience feel those same emotions.  That is a true gift.  And it will be sorely missed.  

Technology

This morning I woke up (at 5 am, but that’s another post) and checked my phone (as always).  Now, I don’t know about you, but I check apps and pages in a certain order.  I’m not obsessive about it, but I do think my days go differently depending on the order of the morning app-check.  Just kidding.

Sort of.

Anyway, before I go any further, I need to explain that my phone is now 2 generations old, and will be 3 down in March when the newest ones are released. Over the past few months, each update has made the phone worse and more unstable.  There was the update that temporarily wiped out my entire photo gallery, and the one that caused social media apps to open and close at random times.  Somewhere along the way, my notifications got turned off, and no matter how many times I manually reset it, they don’t appear.  (Sorry if any text or e-mail responses have been delayed, I don’t get the “you’ve got a message, dummy” pop up bubble anymore).  The next to last update caused random system pop ups, such as telling me an app had stopped working and needed to close…even though it had been disabled and/or never activated.  THAT one has been really annoying.

But this morning?  This one beat all.  I checked my text messages, and all of my contacts had disappeared.  Well, not exactly disappeared; the contacts are still listed, but they’re blank and not associated with the numbers anymore. The only people who remained were my husband and my son.  And I don’t even text them the most, so it’s not a matter of usage.

Now I have messages that are from strings of numbers.  And the group messages?  Forget about it; those are like a trigonometry nightmare. I decided that since I had all of the time in the world before our morning commitments, I would set in to update people.  Have you ever tried to remember who you were having what conversation with, while working on 3 hours of sleep and no coffee?

So, yeah.  If you hear from me over the next few days and I am referencing a topic you’ve never heard of, it’s because I don’t know who you are and I’m still trying to sort it all. (Those of you who don’t share the same area code as me are in the clear;  you guys I can figure out). I know I could just text everyone and say “okay, who are you?”  But I’m one of those people who is bad about clearing out old text messages, so I literally have text conversations going back 2 years.  That could get awkward really fast.    

Remember when we just used phones to make phone calls, and didn’t have to worry about any of this?  Ahhhhh, good times….

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