Conference turris::womannotes-v3

    Since I asked,  I'll start. (It seems like a good time for more 'lite'
    topics..)   

    Where would I take me?
    
    To the  beach.    On  Cape Cod.  It would be 3PM, I'd be sailing a Hobi
    Cat, drifting with the wind on the Bay (Western) side.  Trailing behind
    me some water & wine.    Just  before  Sunset I'd dock my boat on the
    western tip, wander down the  sand,  and  sip wine & collect sea shells
    and memories as I watch the  sun sink out of view.  (Of course, this is
    a perfect summer "sunset"  day,  just enough clouds to create beautiful
    colors w/o bringing any rain.)
    
    Later I'd  have dinner in P-Town, at an outdoor  cafe,  and  watch  the
    people pass by.  After dinner I'd wander through  the shops, increasing
    my jewelry and novelty collections.  'Long about midnight I'd  head back
    to my cottage, for a late nite dip in the fresh  water  pond that's the
    back  yard.    I'd  fall  asleep  listening  to the sound of the  waves
    crashing on the beach in the distance. 
    
    Early morning ..(OK,  OK,  mid-morning!,,,  :-} ) would find me back on
    the beach on  the  ocean  side,  alternating swimming with watching the
    surfers.  Perhaps joining  in  a  pick-up  game of volleyball.  Perhaps
    just relaxing in the sun.    Snacking on the gourmet pic-nic I brought.
    Unfortunately, all too soon it's 3PM again and my 24hrs are over.
        
    My idea of summer  bliss,  solitary style.  'Course, still  not  better
    than great s...  (ooops, wrong topic!)

    Been there twice, last time about 10 years ago in a previous life. 
    Heaven on earth.  I don't wanna describe it, too great, but I *will*
    say I wanna return at least once before kicking off...  Hoo-Hah!!!

    
    I just did this recently.  :-)
    
    I'd be on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico.   I'd get up at 6 a.m.,
    take a *hot* shower and have a cup of coffee, maybe a bowl of cereal.
    Pack up my supplies for the morning in my day pack.  Go outside, get on
    my bike and ride 10 minutes through the lifting fog to the beach.  Walk 
    the beach, keeping an eye out for treasures, watch the pelicans and the
    terns dive for fish, watch the mullet swim by, occasionally jumping out 
    of the water and landing with a flat slap.  Watch the sky change from a 
    gray-purple to mauve to a soft yellow-pink.  And the water changes colors,
    too.  Dolphins swim by off shore.
    
    At about 10:00, get back on the bike.  Ride to the inn and jump in the
    pool.  Change into not salty-and-sandy clothes and relax in the
    courtyard with a good book.  Ride into town and have lunch; either a
    great souvlaki at the town beach or a crepe at a little "French" cafe.
    Scan the local paper, browse the shops, ride down to the marina and
    watch the sailboats.
    
    Back to the beach at about 5:00 to stroll the pier and talk to the
    people fishing, and watch the sun melt into the water.
    
    Ride home in the dusk.  Watch Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy :-) and
    then have dinner.  Read some more, color with colored pencils, work on
    a really good fantasy and go to sleep early.   
    
    What, I have to go back to work?
    
    Christine

    I'd take myself on a plane, with me piloting, to a grass landing strip,
    that has a few trees off to the side, and in the middle of the trees, is
    a green-blue spa, with WARM WARM water.  I'd take myself, and my
    pic-a-nic basket, and enjoy a day in the sun, with no one around, with
    the spa for dipping in, a good book to curl up with, and cheese and
    diet-coke (no wine, I'm flying)  in the basket for my hunger....

    Once I finished my book, and my skin is dry enough to put my clothes
    back on, I'd fold up the blanket, pack up the plane, and head back into
    being a full time mother/career person.

    Flying home the long way o'course :-)

    oh, perhaps in a fine department store, all alone, with a free 24-hour
    shopping spree ahead of me! :^)
    
    actually, i couldn't think of any place i'd like to be by myself....
    all the places that came to mind, i'd want to share with my sweetie. 
    he hates shopping tho.
    
    grins,

    Colorad....oh!...by myself...never mind!
    
    E Grace

  I did a 24 hour trip two years ago and I would love to do a similar
trip again.  My mom, my sister and I went to the Bahamas for the day.
We left early in the morning, the flight was about three hours.  We
sat on the beach for a while then in the afternoon we browsed through 
the local shops.  We had dinner at the hotel and then enjoyed a few 
hours of gambling.  At 10pm we boarded the plane to come home.

  Now would be a good time to experience some hot sun and sand again.

Lisa

    I'd be on the coast of Maine in the middle of summer, a hot (well, 80
    degrees is hot for the coast of maine) day with a light breeze and at
    least 10 miles visibility out to sea.  There'd be lovely food for
    nibbling (a picnic basket perhaps), and a good friend or two, and
    there'd be a high tide for the surf and a low tide for beachcombing and
    looking in the tidal pools.  There'd be visitors bringing smiles and
    hugs, and there'd be several locals who brought by some old stories of
    the island and its people.  There'd be a trip to the small library at
    the point of the island sometime in the afternoon (walked, not driven)
    to skim all the best parts of all the books I loved there in younger
    years.  At night, there'd be fireworks over the water, and the sound of
    the ocean to sing me to sleep.
    
    -Jody
    

    Anywhere in the Wiemenuche Wilderness near a good trout stream or lake
    in the early summer after the ice out and spring muddy water.  Both the
    fly rod and the spiining rod and a generous selction of Flies and
    lures, a bottle of Kardhu, or Nokandu, for the afternoon lazies, and a
    great assortment of decadent backpacking food.
    
    Meg
    

    the woods.  a view of mtns (far) or water (near) or both is nice but
    not necessary.  quiet.  I'd bring food, sleeping bag, matches, pocket
    knife and hatchet, and a new book.  No tent, I'm going in mid-summer
    and there's no rain forecast for days!  Oh, I'd bring my new binocs
    too.  I'd walk in, pick a spot near running water, and settle down.
    
    If winter, I'd do much the same, 'cept on x-c skis.

	Devon, anywhere in Devon.

	Walking along the coast, on the beaches, swimming in the sea,

	Or, on the moors, walking the tors, taking the car for an "airing", and
	eating an icecream,

	Or, in Plymouth, doing some shopping, walking to the barbican for
	a cup of tea, and scones.

	Or getting up early to watch the fish being landed,

	Or sitting in a pub chatting to the locals and playing darts,

	Heather

    
    it may be more like 36 hrs or so, but today i think i'll take myself to
    florida.
    
    (-:
    
    ~r

    
    ...HAWAII
    
    

    Well, if I had to be alone...
    
    First, some time on a warm, tropical beach.
    Then, magically transported to shop for antiques in London
    (with money to spend).
    Then, some time to browse in a good art museum...maybe the Louvre.
    
    Lorna
    

    I'd set off early in the morning and drive North from here for about
    700 miles.This would place me in outback New South Wales.. at a place
    where there is absolutely nothing, and by which time it'd be dark but
    with a full moon out. I'd then light a fire in the open, have dinner, a
    cup of billy tea, and lay back to listen to myself thinking.
    
    Don
    *8-)

    Tortolla (sp?) B.V.I.  -  doing absolutely nothing.  (It's been raised
    to an art there)

    
    
    re .0
    
    i take back my answer. i didn't remember you had to be alone for this
    venture.
    
    i'll do something else by myself... later.
    
    ~r

    .8 has the best idea, sans gambling..............
    
    esp in the winter
    
    ....Bob

    ...it's probably a mistake to leave out the gambling...
    
    :-)
    
    Dan

    I think I'd like to spend the day in Olde Mystic Seaport.  (I've
    found that doing that kind of thing goes best when I'm by myself.
     I can talk to the interpreters at length about the things of interest
    to both of us.)  And I haven't been there yet.
    
    Then down to New Orleans (instant transport, right?) for dinner.
    
    Alison

    Free to roam the excavations at Pompeii.
    
    
                            L.J.

    
                   *ALONE*, in the mountains, in a cabin without phones or
    TV with the expectations of a visitor.  ;^)
    
    Dave

    EPCOT Center at Disneyworld, Florida, in the section with all the
    different countries.  What a great place to wander around and explore.
    It just so happens on this day that there are just enough people to
    make it fun, but not so many that it feels crowded.  It is also 80
    degrees and there is light breeze blowing.  
    
    Light lunch in Germany and Dinner in the upstairs resteraunt in France.
    Since this is my day to do whatever I want, I have decided that I don't
    want to be alone, so my husband will be with me.  
    
    Actually we went to Disneyworld on our honeymoon and it was great. 
    Strolling along throught the countries in EPCOT together was the
    perfect mix of fun, learning, relaxation, and activity.  
    
    Thanks for the note, I just feel like I went back there for a few
    minutes!
    
    Mary

    
    Re: .24 Dave,
    
    That one sounds good, especially the part about expecting a visitor.
    I'd add a snow storm after the visitor arrives.  A good blizzard, with
    drifts up to the eaves, and enough food and other essential to last for
    a couple of weeks.
    
    CQ

    Figured it was you, Mod Tarbet, who was behind the presence of that
    obscure (to me at least) term in the =wn= welcome banner over the
    recent holiday break, (which I at least survivit OK, tyvm :-).
    
    (for those =wn= folk who were away, we were treated to notices of the
    advent, presence, and departure of "Hogmany," whatever it was...)
    
    But now that it's gone, I *still* dunno...  Never having owned even as
    much as zero piglets, I have no referent to more than one adult! :-)
    
    So give, already...
    
    Enquiring nonfarmer-nonscots wannabee intheknow
    

    I think I would take me to the cathedrals and other architectural
    sights that I studied in college to finally see them and other
    parts of Europe with my own eyes.
    
    Then I'd probably like to end up in the evening in an English
    country cottage in the summer time with an old perennial garden
    outside, and await someone to come and spend the evening..
    
    and hope the local bakery is up to say, croissants for breakfast.
    
    Bonnie

    South America

        Space. :-)
        
        Dan

>>      re .32,  (-: re .-1, goin' home, I presume, Dan?  :-)
        
        Actually, Dan, I was born here on earth, and my mother is
        human.
        
        Dan
        >:-)

    re .21
    
    wise guy
    
    8-)
    
    ....Bob

    Creel, Chihuahua. Mexico.
    
    Barb

    Club Orient, St. Martin.

    Couples at Castries, St. Lucia
    
    
    REK

	Avebury on a spring morning.

    I agree with 611.2, St.Johns is the place to be, been there once,
    and will return.

    Monhegan Island....
    

    
    re .41:
    Oooh, Joyce, that's a good one.  Isle Au Haut is nice too.
    

    well, if I really wanted to _pamper_ myself ...
    
    I'd take myself to a fine hotel ... say Claridges or the Ritz or the
    Plaza or the Empress ... and make a few calls to clothiers to bring
    around pretty things for me to look over for an evening out, to a
    bookseller for delivery of the latest 'must read'.  After outfitting
    myself for the evening from the skin out, I would take my lovely book
    and have a long fragrant soak with some Mumm [no, not _in_ the Mumm]. 
    Then I would have a massage and a manicure, and then a leisurely light
    supper on the terrace.  After supper, I would go to the theatre or
    symphony or ballet.  When I returned late, there would be piping hot
    French roast coffee, buttered croissants, fresh strawberries and white
    grapes waiting for me.  I should then read myself to sleep and sleep
    until the sunshine woke me the next morning.
    
    Alternatively ...
    
    I'd take my sleeping bag, my diary, Dune, and some oatmeal biscuits
    up Boulder Canyon and just read and write and watch and think and
    meditate.
    
      Annie
    
    

    Moosehead Lake.... an August sunset .... my red flannel shirt on, and a
    cold beer.  Warm sun on my face.
    

    
    I've thought about this for a few days and can't decide...
    
    The leading choices are western Montana (somewhere around Wise River),
    northern New Hampshire (maybe the Upper Ammonoosuc Basin, between
    West Milan and Crystal), northern Maine (Spencer Lake, just south
    of Jackman), and Canada (Algonquin Provincial Park).  Make it either
    fall or winter, some snow on the ground, clear, a slight breeze,
    a few clouds, sun beginning to set, not much sound except for the
    sqawking of jays...
    
    Ron 

    Palm Cove, Australia.
    
    And this time I wouldn't come back.
    
    --bonnie

    The Grand Market Place, Brussels, Belgium, on a warm Sunday afternoon
    and with an unlimited budget to spend at the many exquisite restaurants
    there, plus on Belgian beer, Belgian chocolates and Belgian lace 
    for my wife.
    
    Don
    *8-)
    

    Jamaica, with a motorcycle, a good camera, and a bottle of Pepto-
    Bismol ;-)

    A comfortable little bistro where friendly people would bring me good
    things to eat and drink...
    
    -b

    
    	close to my honey in portsmouth....
    	cuz everyone knows that long distance relationships have
    	their shortcomings.
    
    	bla

To my favorite clothing optional beach for a day in the sun, and a 
Grateful Dead show for the evening.




Jim

		DISNEYWORLD!!!!!

   Carol

    
    	My hubby promised me Disney next year....I've never been!
    
    	Right now I'd take meself somewhere that's at *least* 80
    	degrees..... =)
    
    	JJ who's feeling the winter blahs set in...
    

    I would take me to the Spanish Riding School in Vienna for riding
    lessons on those fabulous Lipizzan horses and to watch them perform.