After last weeks storms the local fishermen continue the tedious task of tracking down their wayward lobster creels. The retrieved creels have been piled up on the quayside and now form a solid wall that stretches the length of the harbour. More gales are forecast for this weekend so there's no point on loading them onto the boats.
We walk, cautiously, down to the shore. Having got there we walk, equally cautiously, back. It's decided that walking on uneven ground is not wise.
We opt for a more sedate walk along the sea front in town. Work has started on the old hotel adjacent to the expensive apartments owned by the Kohler 'Gracious living since 1873 ' family. The hotel has been empty since the pandemic. Seems that one night recently a group of thieves came and stole all the lead from the roof and a fair amount of the copper wiring. Everyone thought that the thieves were builders working late. What this will do to the hotels renovation timetable is unknown.
As we head further along the road we pass the Catholic chaplaincy. The Pope waves at us from a window on the ground floor.
On our way home we stop for a coffee in the atrium restaurant at the large golf hotel. It aims for sophistication but looks rather like the turbine hall in power station. Coffee for passers by is not possible today. They are set up and waiting for the arrival of a large tour group. There is something very 'regulated' about the layout of the breakfast area.
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That hotel dining area really does not look very welcoming - unlike the Pope! Thank you very much for your recommendations yesterday. Those books are exactly what I have been looking for, and I have ordered all three.
Hari OM
Yes, Rothko's work is something that has to be experienced close up; stand or sit and let it draw you in... become immersed...
That hotel setup is cold and distant by comparison! YAM xx
The breakfast area looks like dominos (game not pizza)
I can't explain why but my first glimpse of the breakfast area, made me think of a prison!
Falling at our age, hurts, try not to do so.
There is nothing, not even Rothko exhibit, that would make me visit Paris during the current bed bugs epidemic 👀
Thieving on such a scale in plain sight takes a certain bold confidence.
Christmas catalog season is in full swing. We're used to it and even benefit occasionally by finding the perfect gift for one of our granddaughters or their parents. But yesterday's mail brought something unseen before: a half-size gem from Scottish Gourmet USA, address somewhere in North Carolina. It's filled with tempting goodies...haggis. shortbread, sausage rolls; lots of whisky choices; tartan piper and other ornaments; and my favorite: highland cows. Could it be that my googling the Scotties by the Sea and other Scotland sites made its way to the catalog publishers? Or do they read the blog???
Jake of Florida - I'll wager that the algorithm has picked up the word Scotland and you will now forever be bombarded with special offers on shortbread.
The hotel breakfast area certainly has a 'post-pandemic' style to it. I'm glad that you're taking it easy. I agree with YAM about the Rothko.
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