At the Beach, Life is Different

“At the beach, life is different. Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides, and follow the sun.”
- Anonymous

As soon as we met, my two brothers and I went off together to the Cliff Walk; Ocean Drive; and through the narrow streets of Newport — all of which will be revisited in the next few days. If I ever had to leave California, the only place I would want to live is Newport, RI. It was here I spent the first seven years of my life and almost every summer after that until I was 18. Of all the places I lived as a child, Newport, Rhode Island will always feel like my ‘real home town’.

I took some pictures of the Atlantic Ocean so I can compare after the storm arrives tomorrow.

Hurricane Earl has been lowered to a Tropical Storm – so the wind speed will be in half but the rain could be the same. This will be a good experience. We walked over to the Maritime Aloha Café for breakfast.

After eating, we continued our walk to 98 Mill Street where I lived the first seven years of my life with my grandparents and our family. Only now am I realizing how big a house that was! It has since then become a Bed and Breakfast. What I most remember were the Air Raids the city had and the schools during the early 1940’s when we had to run home from school when the city sirens went off. Newport was a navy town and the drill was for the possibility of being bombed.

I was not going to write a blog for today, but I am so happy to be here, I wanted to share with you a few of the places we are walking to and that is what you do in this town: walk everywhere as the streets are narrow for parking and there are limited parking places. What attracts me to the city is the oldness – back to the 1600’s and the Victorian Style homes. A window washer could have a steady and wonderful business.

Once again: “Have a relaxing and safe weekend!” I know I will!

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