Pick a Key – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman travels to the Florida Keys at the bottom of the United States. Like the other Torch Keys, it was probably named for the native Torchwood tree.

Stroll and around and see if you can find something that interests you. When you’re done, write 150 words and link to the prompt using the frog below. Remember, reading and commenting is part of the fun!

Thanks for stopping by, and happy writing!

Now, it has been remarked that I like to write travel pieces. And in this case, I find myself doing so again. Couldn’t help it, Pegman was short on views so you are stuck with my picture of 7-mile bridge 😉  And a memory of a couple of trips, too 😉 Sorry (not)!

Pick a Key

“So, take three on going to the Keys?”

“Whaddaya mean, take three?”

“Forgotten 2009, have ya? We were supposed to join my sister and gang in Bahia Honda Key but instead you wound up spending six days in the Celebration Hospital.”

“Um. Yeah. That was an epic fail on my part.”

“At least you did manage two days in Disney.”

“Yeah, that blows that I caused us to miss the rest.”

“But what a story you’ve provided me with!”

“At least in 2013 we made it to Long Key.”

“But getting there we got a flat in Key Largo!”

“That I didn’t even realise was us!”

“I swear, the guys looked like a team from NASCAR!  Zzzip! Zzip! Zzzip!”

“They were mighty impressive, that’s for sure.”

“That time we went down to Key West, too.”

“Yep.”

“And now you want to go to Middle Torch Key? I’ve never even heard of it!”

A quick change of tires on the road in Key Largo

 

Bhutan Or Bust! – What Pegman Saw

It’s been forever since I participated in a Pegman! Time is such a fickle thing. Or maybe it’s energy. Because part of the pleasure of doing these Pegman stories is that we (at least I) force ourselves to do some research.  And today, before going out to do nothing by the pool, I figured, why the heck not? Thank you to Karen and Josh for still hosting this wonderful challenge, even if the numbers are not all that high. I hope they pick up and you guys don’t quit just yet!

This week Pegman visits the Buddhist kingdom of Bhutan, on the Himalayas’ eastern ridge. As always, the Pegman mission is for you to write up to 150 words inspired by the location. Feel free to use the location provided in the prompt, or search Google maps within the borders of the country of Bhutan and find your own view. Contributions can be in the form of poetry, prose, or essay, or any form that inspires you.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the linkup below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun! Click on the blue frog to add your 150-word story, inspired by this beautiful location

Bhutan or Bust!

“We need to sign up with a registered Bhutanese tour agency beforehand.

“And lots of money. Why don’t we go to go to Indonesia or Thailand or Cambodia? At least there you can do stuff on fifty bucks a day! What the hell kind of place forces you to pay two hundred and fifty dollars per diem or you can’t come even in? It’s ridiculous! And, on top of it, since it’s just the two of us, they are charging us an extra thirty bucks. Per NIGHT!”

“I know. It’s their way of keeping tourism to a minimum. They want to preserve their culture and beautiful nature. They figure if they charge too little, it will open the doors to too many. Honestly, when you realise that everything is included: accommodation, meals, guide, driver, fuel, fees for daily excursions; it’s not that bad.”

“Bhutan or bust! – open our coffers…”

 

 

Alone, Together – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday morning, my peeps! The sun has been shining for four days now!  Shhhh….don’t say anything, we don’t want to hex ourselves!

This week, Rochelle has given us her own photo to work with. Tell you what. I would not mind at all to find myself sitting in an airport waiting for my own flight. Till then, I guess I can only write about it! Do join in with your 100-word story about today’s pic. G’head. It’s fun!

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Alone, Together

Airports are great.  They are the perfect places to be all alone whilst completely surrounded. You can stuff your nose into a book or eReader, use your computer, your cellphone, your electronic devices, and no one bothers you.

When tired of focussing on your device of choice, you can sit back and watch the people around you – make up stories about why they are there, who they are waiting for, where they are going. I love to people watch and create scenarios.

What’s my story, you ask? I’m just watching people, patiently waiting for my plane. Running away from home.

Filling in For Venice – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman travels to the City of Bridges. A site of great historical importance in the French and Indian War of the 1750s, Fort Duquesne was built by the French at the confluence of the Allegheny and Monongahela rivers. The British replaced it with Fort Pitt a few years later and the city grew up around the military establishment.

Pittsburgh is an interesting city where skyscrapers tower over 18th-century fortifications and funicular railroads crawl up steep hillsides. Stroll and around and see if you can find something that interests you. When you’re done, write 150 words and link to the prompt using the frog below. Remember, reading and commenting is part of the fun!

Knowing nothing about Pittsburgh, I did me a little Googling (which is what this challenge is all about) and discovered more than I thought I would.  I might even be inclined to visit this place one day!

Thanks to Karen and Josh for hosting.

Filling in For Venice

“Pittsburgh?  You want to take me to Pittsburgh? Dude… That is not what I meant when I said I wanted to travel and discover new places. Pittsburgh is a long way off from Europe and not exactly what I would picture as a cultural place to traipse through.”

“Don’t be such a hardass. Give it a try, will ya?”

“I heard it rains a lot there.  Worse than Seattle!”

“So what? It rains a lot in England, yet you still want to go there.”

“Which is in Europe.”

“There are lots of things to see and do, I promise you.”

“I suppose…”

“Maybe we can even catch a baseball or a football game between visits of museums like the Carnegie or Andy Warhol.

“A little something for each of us, eh?”

“Wait, I didn’t tell you the best part.  Pittsburgh has 446 bridges.  Way more than Venice!”

“Next best thing, right?”

Never Too Late – What Pegman Saw

Today Pegman goes walkabout to Alice Springs, Australia.

Made famous by Nevil Shute’s bestselling novel A Town Like Alice, Alice is a “bonzer place,” considered by many to be the jewel of the Outback.

The purpose of this prompt is to inspire you to write 150 words about this place. You can use the Google photo above or stroll around until you see something that strikes your fancy. When you’re done, remember to link your story to the others using the InLinkz frog below. Reading and commenting is half the fun.

Enjoy yourself and do good work!

Thanks to Josh and Karen for hosting.  I haven’t “played” in a while but could not resist this week.  Mom has always dreamed of going to Australia and we haven’t managed to bring her.  Yet.

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Lianne dropped her bags in the lobby, looking around at their home for the next three weeks.  “What do you think, Mom?”

“It doesn’t feel like Australia.  Seems like any old hotel, any old where!”

Lianne couldn’t help but smile.  “You’re not really complaining, are you?  Not my fault you finally got your courage up and ready in your mid-seventies!  I didn’t see us camping out in the Outback!  You’re a little long in the tooth for that now, don’t you think?”

Mo frowned at her daughter.  “Not like I had the chance till now.  The men in my life either didn’t want to bring me or join me so now that I am free, dammit, there is no way I wanted to miss this.”

“We are here now and I’ve a bunch of excursions planned so you can finally see the land you’ve dreamt of.  It’s never too late.”

 

Part of the Plan – Friday Fictioneers

Good Friday on Wednesday, my peeps!  Yep.  Another week has flown by.  The sun is shining brightly but it is still cold here in Quebec.  I’m having trouble visualising spring, the snow is so high still.  If this house had been settled before yesterday, I would be on the beach with my sisters and mother!  Oh well, I’ll just have to book something after I move by May 1st.

Thank you, always to Rochelle for challenging us to write 100-word stories that hopefully entertain you!  This week she chose c.e. ayr’s photo which reminded me of Italy.

Join in on the fun, why don’t you?

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Part of the Plan

Whose Vespa is parked outside the door?

Mine, why?

Yours? Really? Since when are you the Vespa type?

There’s a type? Where the hell did you get that notion?

Of course there is. You watch the movies. Any time there is someone driving a Vespa, they are well-to-do types who live in Italy, have al fresco parties with good food and wine and—oh… I get it…

What?

I see what you’re doing. Taking this whole visualisation thing a bit far, no? Wouldn’t it be better to just go back and visit Italy?

But I don’t want to come back.

Before the Tide Rises – What Pegman Saw

Karen (and I) could really use a vacation, which is why Pegman is taking us all to the British Virgin Islands.  Having had the opportunity to visit this beautiful island way back in 2001, I could not resist participating in this week’s Pegman, using my own image(s) (sorry my pictures are pictures of pictures).  So thank you, Karen, for choosing this fabulous place!

Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to write up to 150 words inspired by this week’s location. You can use the image supplied with the prompt, or take your own tour of the British Virgin Islands using Google Maps. You’ll find a small collection of both streetview and photospheres to inspire you.

Once your piece is polished, share it with others using the link up below. Reading and commenting on others’ work is part of the fun!

Before the Tides Rise

Last stop on our cruise was Virgin Gorda.  We’d never heard of it but were stoked to visit an island outside of the regular Caribbean cruise destinations.

Bruce, a dancer on the ship and our new bestie, promised us something spectacular.  He was taking our gang to “The Baths”.

The trek to the beach was amazing.  Through caverns, up and over rocks, wading in a few inches of water, crouching here, gazing at the beach through peepholes there.  It was fun and a great work-out.

The rush of the waves tossed me willy-nilly against the volcanic rocks and as I was trying to escape the abuse, we heard Bruce yell:

“Time to go!  Tide’s coming in.  If we don’t leave now, we’ll miss the boat!”   We laughed at him.  He insisted.

Walking back, we saw how right he was.  The few inches of water was now up to our knees.