Thursday, February 26, 2009

How the "Others" live?

Our sister trip was so much fun. Becky and I both flew to Phoenix where we rented a car and immediately drove to San Diego, CA. The first night we stayed at Mission Bay Hyatt and we were absolutely speechless at the view and our little balcony that let us enjoy our morning coffee out in the cool air. (by the way, the Starbucks coffee was delivered to our room) The fitness center was awesome, looking out at the ocean. Boats were docked there and it made me wonder what it was like to actually live life like this all the time. I wondered if the folks that enjoyed this view day in and day out get so used to it that the beauty was not really enjoyed. Do they ever get to the point where they do not pause, inhale the cool ocean air, and appreciate the enourmous beauty that is right at their fingur tips?

We couldn't have imagined how georgous the room or the view of the ocean could be more beautiful, but our second night was spent downtown San Diego near the convention center at the Manchester Grand Hyatt. WOW!!! I have never seen, much less stayed in such a place. It was straight out of "lifestyles of the rich and famous!!!" But it was not happening to them, now, it was happening to us. And who are we, but a couple poor girls from New Mexico, who grew up in a double wide trailor and were convinced that we had it pretty well. This dinning room was part of our suite, we had wine and cheese delivered to our room, we had three restroom, marble floors, all we could drink Starbucks coffee, and our suite allowed us three different views of the bay, ocean, water, downtown!





While visiting a resort in Scottsdale, AZ, my sister, a friend and I made reservations at Rosie's. It was a casual, yet beautifully decorated establishment. A hostess welcomed us and showed us to our table. We were greeted by several hospitable servers. Each of them seemed to take extra time engaging us in conversation and asking us how they could serve us. For instance, we ordered guacamole (table side) and a young man named Jim introduced himself and showed us all the makings for guacamole. He was charming and polite. We laughed together and talked as he made guacamole at our table. Another server approached and said, "Jim, they may want to eat their guacamole before next year. Let me show you how this is done since obviously you are more interested in talking than in getting their appitizer done." So he also engaged us in conversation and challenged us to try habenero peppers since we had commented that we really liked spicy food. Both of the servers worked together and Jim didn't seem to mind the humor and help of the other server. We were enjoying our experience so much that another one of the servers came and joined us for a laugh. The servers went over and beyond the call of duty and their attitude and work made this dinner an extra special experience. The food was excellent and the overall experience would be hard to top.

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

A Hymn by by John Whittier

O Sabbath rest of Galilee!
O calm of hills above,
Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
The silence of eternity
Interpreted with love.
Drop your still dews of quietness
Till all our strivings ease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
They beauty of your peace.