Home to one of the busiest seaports in the world, Oakland, California is a major urban center. Just about 12 miles from San Francisco, it’s also one of the most ethnically and culturally diverse cities in the country.
Lizards warm themselves on gigantic granite boulders, Jackrabbits and deer make their homes amid the desert landscape, towering saguaro cacti reach for the sky, and the sun’s rays encourage wildflowers to bloom in vivid shades of magenta, gold and lavender.
Is it possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to? You might say I’ve done Hawaii. I’ve visited the Big Island, the largest in the Hawaiian chain, I’ve had a frenzied, fun time on Oahu, the island that calls itself “the Heart of Hawaii”, and I’ve checked out the marvels of Maui, "the Valley Isle."
A most romantic, starry-eyed way of contemplating color, wouldn’t you say? However, I am in the city of San Miguel de Allende and I feel awash in color. Do I dream in color? Right here, right now – oh yes!
Ever consider that the road to happiness may not be a road at all? That point was driven home when I recently cruised four of the seven seas: Mediterranean, Aegean, Ionian and Tyrrhenian on the Silver Spirit, one of the vessels on Silversea Cruises, visiting ports from Malta to Elba and everything in between.
You say you like your cruises small and intimate, not one of those gigantic “floating cities” with 5,000-6,000 passengers where chaos reigns and one needs a sign in the elevator telling you what day it is.
I have always loved the words to John Denver’s “Rocky Mountain High,” and longed to know the sensations that these words evoke: quiet solitude, serenity of a clear blue mountain lake, and yes, the chance to see an eagle fly (I did!).