Vacation Double-Takes

 What? A wind strong enough to blow the ice cream right out of my cup did not blow the humidity out of town?

I saw a woman stride down the sidewalk with her rather large dog under her arm like a furry rolled-up beach towel. Nearby, a party of five adults padded in baby steps to match the pace of their miniscule dog whose short legs could only inch this entourage along.

 

Cars cruising by playing loud music annoy me at home, but in my favorite Michigan beach town, this cacophony is all part of the happy, free-wheeling, vacation vibe. The kids play such fun, energetic music; that thumping beat makes me feel young again. So, whizzing down the highway to get to my happy place, I played an old Putumayo music cassette tape, “The Best of World Music.” I loved that tape and hadn’t heard it in decades. As I bounced to the beats in my car like a fool, I thought, Hey, when I get to town, why don’t I roll down the window, crank up the volume, and share this cool, fun music with everyone? If teens can do it, so can I! Just as I roll down the window, the tape drags in slo-mo, just like senior citizens do. Hilarious timing!

 

My tape acting its age forced me to act my age. Back at the hotel, I washed out my masks and clipped them up to dry by the fireplace. Made myself a cup of decaf tea, worked a crossword puzzle, read a book, all in slo-mo, just like the old folks. Still a day full of smiles.