Tour Diary – 22 – The Wedding – Cannibals – How to bring a party to an end and Dolphins…
I’m skipping out a few days reportage here I might go back and include some lovely little interludes but we are so busy that it is hard to keep up, especially to still run my forum and answer E mails as well. So I will start from today and if I get time maybe work backwards for a bit.
Friday 29th – The Wedding
Thank goodness the wedding is over at last. It’s been so difficult for us to know what to reply to the endless questions of ‘What do you think of Will and Kate and the wedding?’ It seems rude to just say, ‘nothing’ because it does mean nothing to us. I am not an anti-royalist, because I think for the nature of what they have to do, they all do an exemplary job. I am also not sure why Americans are so fascinated with our Royal Family. It is the first question we are asked after “where are y’all from?’
However as I also do not believe an in kind of hierarchy with regards to human beings – we are all the same and totally equal and the only difference is that we have chosen different lives for ourselves… so I have no sense of awe or duty to the Royal Family. It is just the job they do. So Steve has taken to saying ‘this is why we have come to America so we can get away from it all’ This usually leaves the questioner stunned into silence, which is a bit of a shame but saves us having to explain our viewpoint.
From the concept of being a Past Life Regressionist, when people talk about how they would like to come back as royalty I also say… WHY on earth would you want to do that!!!
I think the entire Royal Family are brave and hardy souls. My goodness, who would want their job?! My whole ethos in life and especially with what Steve is talking about in his work.. is that we all have a choice to live our lives in different ways now, but the Royals don’t. Can you imagine waking up every day and knowing that every single moment of that day is accounted for and that throughout that day you will be scrutinized for your every look, thought or action? I would have gone bonkers in my early childhood, being a very private person. What if the queen wakes up one day, takes a stretch and either thinks she would like a lay in or a leisurely stroll around her beautiful garden with her I-Pod playing something a bit classical walking her favourite dogs then she really wakes up and realizes that by 11 a.m she has to be in Edinburgh to open a hospital and has a further 5 places to visit and 100’s of strange people to shake hands with… Yukkkk!!!
My only hope is that the queen lives as long as her mum and does not give up her day job and then Charles does the same, so that Will and Kate get a chance to have a bit of a life together. But I doubt it, with the maniacal and cruel Journalists we live alongside nowadays and the invasive desire for the public to know every detail of the lives of the rich and famous, I expect her life will now be as miserable as Diana’s was. I only hope he truly loves her and doesn’t destroy her as Charles did his bride. I wish them well.
We seem to have overcome the ‘winding-the-windows-down-a-little-bit.. Gremlin’ but both of us have succumbed to the Fat-Genies-which-live-in-the-atmosphere Gremlins. I eat very small amounts of food and because I can’t get the wonderful fresh vegetables which is our staple diet, in the US.. they are in the shops but never appear on the Menu I am eating a lot less than normal. (The only vegetable on any menu at the moment is Asparagus). However, these Fat-Genies which obviously work by Osmosis have been steadily attacking both Steve and myself and although we both lost lots of weight before we left England in preparation for the said attacks we knew would happen, they have still managed to penetrate our defenses. Steve worse than me I think and I suspect he is sadder about it than me, because he sent me this link to make me laugh…
David my most favourite Statue of all time after a sojourn in the US…
Something for your journal my love...
After an extensive tour of the US, the statue of David is to return to it's homeland.
We have taken a little break here in Galveston for a boat trip to see the Dolphins and re-charge our batteries. We now head for Houston to stay with a lovely lady who has arranged a Mufon talk for Steve. On our way there we shall stop off to see a bit of Houston as from there we head by plane…. Oh NO!!... to the west coast to begin our holiday and life-time adventure of the road trip down the West Coast.
The dolphins came out to play, which was wonderful and Galveston is a beautiful old town which has magnificent buildings in the old colourful style. So pretty.
Our guide on the boat was a young exuberant girl who has just been offered a job in Alaska training Sledge Dogs. The world is your oyster if you are young.
She had a very high pitched, squeaky voice and spoke really fast so it was hard to understand her, and of course it always puts Steve in a place where he can’t help himself he has to mimic. That’s not so bad when you can put up with accents, for ages after we got married in Ireland I lived with ‘Sean the simple Irishman’ but yesterday for the day it sounded like I lived with Abdul the Eunuch on speed. Luckily by the end of the day he had forgotten about it. She gave us a potted history of the city. It was originally colonized by a tribe of Native Americans who were said to be cannibals. I always find that hard to believe. Who come up with those facts? It’s usually an anthropologist who makes a study of a bone or two and claims human teeth marks on them. After the Indians a rowdy pirate made it his home and was allowed to stay as long as he mended his ways, which he did and founded a thriving city. One of his men however, slipped and killed someone. The pirate immediately had him hung to show his good faith and to say that he would uphold the law always. The Government at the time, though, obviously wanted this now affluent city and so they said …’No way.. you all have to go’ The Pirate said “Fair enough, I will just throw an enormous fair well bash” and this he did. Everyone had a great time, much food was eaten and lots of drinks imbibed. At the end of the party he burnt Galveston to the ground and left. Thos guys in the old days certainly knew how to sever an agreement!
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