Mind Traveling to Thoughts of Travels
Seeing as my future isn’t so much in limbo anymore, I’m able to plan for being in Houston, which means I’m able to plan travels from Houston. I’m super psyched about the rest of the year. I will be here:
Fort Monroe, VA
And here:
Seattle, WA
And here:
Washington, D.C.
And here:
the NYC
And here:
Kentucky
More important than where I’ll be, it’s who I’ll be with. Mom and Dad, Seester, Courtney, Seester again, and Mom, Dad, Brother. I guess most people don’t really understand what it is to have ZERO relatives in the town/vicinity where they live, but it is something that I’ve started to become accustomed to, and it makes my travels that much more important. I think about how nice it would be to drive over to mom’s for dinner, or go see a movie with my sister on the weekend. I don’t have those opportunities for now. Maybe some day I will. But for the time being, I’m enjoying the 3-day weekends here and there that I get to go and see loved ones.
As for the travel bug, I still got it. Having a job is good for it b/c it both funds it and curbs it (a little). One thing that’s totally sweet about the Army? 30 days of vacation a year (or 2.5 days a month). So, next year I’ll be looking at one or two excursions… probably two broken down into 2-week stints. The locale I’m considering is here:
Belize
And here:
Mongolia
And here:
Fiji
And here:
Maine
And all of here:
South America
A word I like is here:
Possibilities
The world is huge, and life is beautiful. I’m just trying to make the most of it. Opening doors. Moving mountains. Believing.
City Cemetery Survey and Seuss’s Sylvester McMonkey McBean
Although it’s morbid, I love good obituaries, and I love cemeteries. Obits of famous people are well-written and interesting, usually telling a story about the person that I haven’t heard before, and they always leave me feeling some type of emotion. As for cemeteries, I remember exploring two of them in my “neighborhood” when I was young. Standing on someone’s grave and reading a few facts about them was very intimate to me and, again, always left me feeling some type of emotion.
Today, a quarter of a mile from my apartment is a huge acreage of a cemetery, Glenwood, that sits quiet and unassuming off of Washington Ave. Everyone who’s anyone that has lived and died in Houston is buried in Glenwood Cemetery. Some of my favorite tenants: Howard Hughes, the Allens–the founders of Houston, Oveta Culp Hobby, Roy Hofheinz, governors, mayors, military leaders, businessmen… and more: http://www.glenwoodcemetery.org/about/. Lots of celestial statues, headstones, and monuments. These are some of my favorites:
I had been wanting to go visit the Houston National Cemetery as well, and today the weather was great, so I decided to go there too. It’s really pretty, the grounds are very well taken care of, the architecture of the chapel is unique and reason enough to visit. I don’t know anyone buried there, but I did feel like going and paying my respects was something that I should do.
I wonder if there are anymore notable cemeteries around Houston?
On my lazy Sunday, I also read some Dr. Seuss because I like poetry, and I like children’s books, and no one mixes that concoction better than the good Doctor. I don’t remember ever reading “The Sneetches” before, and what a special story I’ve been missing. I can’t find the text anywhere on the internet, but there is a decent explanation and links to video of the cartoon here: http://www.squidoo.com/thesneetches.
Between the Star-Bellied Sneetches, Plain-Bellied Sneetches, and Sylvester McMonkey McBean, who are you?
That Seuss was a man with some wittiness, smarts
Who focused on progress and progressed through time–
He worked throughout decades and grasped all the arts
With drawings and colors and meters and rhymes.
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