Monthly Archives: July 2020

My father was a psychologist from Vienna. Not the type of psychologist that the most famous practitioner of psychology from Vienna practiced.  Dad was an experimental psychologist. Not a clinician. He spent a very distinguished career trying to find out … Continue reading →

  Marika returned and said with joy in her voice “Look what I found.” I looked up and thought she was referring to the beautiful apparition of the Martini that stood majestically on her tray. But when she bent down … Continue reading →

I awoke mid afternoon with a dry mouth and a blazing headache.  My mind still churning away.  Did I make the correct decision in not going with Elaine and the other princesses to shore? I missed her for sure. I … Continue reading →

  The elevator we used was in the far aft of the ship and I was far forward so I had to walk down what seemed like an endless hallway to get to my room but I was totally distracted … Continue reading →

  The Spa on the Costa Pacifica was called The Samsara Spa and their “hook” was that they specialized in eastern treatments. I had been curious about their Ayurvedic rituals.  Not because I thought that the east, especially India had … Continue reading →

  I held out my hand in introduction and said “My name is Paul.” She replied in perfect English “My name is Elaine.” I was not prepared for an English sounding name and embarrassed had to ask her to repeat … Continue reading →

She looks up at me as I pass by but before I can make eye contact with her I lose my situational awareness and almost bump into one of the waitresses who is carrying a tray fully loaded with drinks. … Continue reading →

The hot tropical sun, a long day of touring with people whom I could not communicate with, and the welcome air-conditioning on-board ship conspired against me so that when I flopped onto the bed in my stateroom I fell asleep … Continue reading →

    The  cabin’s steward had left on my bed a small piece of paper on which was printed my dinner assignment. It told me that I was at the first dinner which began at 6:30 PM and that my … Continue reading →

She looked as if she belonged in a Paul Gaugin painting. Long thick black hair, brown skin and curves where a woman should have curves. She moved with the grace of a lioness.  She smelled of the beach and she … Continue reading →