Worlds most unique post office in the Galapagos Islands

Located on the island of Floreana in the Galapagos Islands is a barrel on a stick just inland enough to not be impacted by the tides. This barrel (or one like it) has been used as a post station dating back to the whalers of the 1700’s. Sailors would drop off post for home and pick up anything that was heading to their next destination for hand delivery.

This practice still happens today, but in the form of postcards from tourists. Anyone that stops by is encouraged to leave a post card behind, and take any that are addressed to someone ‘near’ your own home. We took 2 postcards with us addressed for Maryland. Not close, but not far either, it is just Maryland. I am happy to say that we did our duty and dropped off our postcards last weekend during our drive home from West Virginia. The story of how it went down couldn’t get better if I sat and wrote a script of the perfect scenario.

We took 2 postcards from the Galapagos Islands that were in the same handwriting and addressed to 2 homes that were about 15 minutes apart, Gaithersburg and Derwood, Maryland. I wrote up a little note that explained who we were and what we did, in case nobody was home. We stopped at the first house and rang the doorbell. Nothing. Quite a disappointment. We left the postcard and the note in between 2 Amazon packages on the front porch. We loaded up to head to the next address. Someone was outside as we pulled up. I asked if so-and-so lived here and she skeptically said yes. As quickly as I could I explained I was here to hand deliver a post card from the Galapagos Islands. She caught on quickly and said it was from her son, to his sister, the lady’s daughter. She got really excited, started laughing and invited us in. As we were walking in the house I mentioned having just left another post card behind at another address in Derwood. She got a crooked face on while thinking and then exclaimed, “That’s my parents! They are inside right now!”

So we went inside for a few minutes and a few pictures. She text messaged her son in Boston while we were there to let him know his post cards showed up. It was truly a magical moment that gave hope to any happiness in humanity. So glad I was able to be a part of something so unique, special, and that brought so much joy to a bunch of people.

Step into the freezer

2014-05-25-Beach-Sunset-Selbyville-46-HDRThe best part of a sunset is the promise of a sunrise to come. It is exactly the same as a Tweezer. The best thing about a Tweezer is the promise of a Tweezer Reprise in the near future. With a few days on my hands and no curfews, I stayed out late and got up early hoping to practice my photography. Last night’s sunset was fantastic. I did not find anywhere spectacular to go, but I think I made the best of what I found.

2014-05-26-Sunrise-Bayside-23This morning Charlie the Dog and I got up early and went straight to the edge of the bay to watch the sunrise. Again, it was nothing mind-blowing, the sky was boring and added no drama for photos. Just being out there with him, all alone in the quiet was a lovely experience. A little bonding time with my best buddy. A few of last night and this mornings pictures are, you guessed it, HERE.

What’s in a name? Who pays attention to that shit?

I spent about an hour last night driving around looking for someplace to try and watch the sunset. It is Memorial Day weekend at the beach shore, so this place is all of a sudden a 2014-05-24-Beach-Sunset-27madhouse. I was not happy with anywhere I found along the water. I found one spot that looked like it would be nice, and then all of a sudden the sky changed and there was going to be no beautiful sunset because of wind and clouds. I gave up, but made one more turn down a canal street into another neighborhood. According to the GPS machine this road definitely dead ended at the bay, and also seemed off the beaten path, so not a bunch of tourists. We got there and voila, it was beautiful and not a person around. It was a weird place to end up. Once I parked I noticed the street name was Sunset Cove Road, who would have thought that a good place to go to watch the sunset?!? There was a giant clearing between a couple houses to make my way to the waters edge. I missed the sunset, but the sky decided to still get beautiful after the sunset, post sunset is sometimes better than the setting sun. I listened to the birds and water and watched the sky for about an hour. Very peaceful, and a reminder of why it’s good to still be alive. A few pictures HERE.