Friday, August 12, 2016

I need a vacation

by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett

It's been more than three years since I went on vacation. Oh, I've made a couple of trips, but they weren't for "fun." I've been to my writers' conference in Florida and got to see an alligator in a pond ("Oh, that's not an alligator. That's a log," my sister-in-law said, to which I replied, "Then why has it got eyes?") and the mermaids of Weeki Wachee. But those events were a year apart and the rest of the time I was at the conference. Plus, I either wrote or edited a book on the rides to and from Florida.

Piror to that, we went on a train vacation from Manhattan to Montreal (and back). Loved the train ride, but...I worked. (I wrote most of Evoluttion: Jeff Resnick's Backstory during that trip.)

Having pets never prevented us from traveling in the past. A) we had great caretakers , and B) they were young and didn't have problems.

My parents were wonderful pet sitters but have both passed on, and now we have elderly pets. One of our cats has kidney disease and he has to get fluids every three days. Mr. L and I have learned to give them to him so we don't have to take him to the vet at $10 a pop. Last year, we boarded him while we went to my conference. That was not a happy experience.  Chester wouldn't eat. He lost weight. He stopped drinking.  He NEARLY DIED. He  was soooooooooo bummed at being stuck in a cage for 23 1/2 hours a day (we paid extra so he had "play time" in a little room where he could climb and watch bird videos. Only he didn't WANT to play and watch videos because that's not what he does at home).

I had my brother pick him up early because otherwise we'd have had to have him cremated.

I'd like to go on a cruise. I loved doing the Panama Canal trip on the Queen Elizabeth. I had long wonderful days sitting by the pool with balmy breezes, working on my book (or short stories--I found a plug for my laptop!!!) , not having to cook or clean, and seeing the occasional dolphin, turtle, and shark. (Not so fond of the sharks.)

So, we looked into renting a place for the winter -- somewhere warm where we could take our elderly cats. No such luck. Any place that would actually TAKE cats was booked at least a year prior, and very few places will take cats.  (I could put them in dog suits and call them Fido and Rex, I suppose.)

So, it looks like another LONG, COLD, MISERABLE winter ahead.

I don't even KNOW what my dream vacation is anymore. Why not tell me YOURS!