May 22, 2003

• Moving away from the Ocean.

  
  

  When we first moved to the Florida area we felt this way: If we are on the East Coast, then we might as well be living on the ocean. We rented an apartment across the street, fourth floor. We dutifully went on seashore walks daily. We got immersed in the birds and the shells and the warm sand and the wind and the amazing color changes and the personality changes that occur on an hourly basis. With all the upheaval and change of life style from the move of West Coast existence to East Coast life, the sea became our friend our entertainment, and fascination.

  
  

  7 months later we are settled into a life here. Kinda settled. I think it takes more than 7 months to really know a place. And we have been looking for a house to buy. The market is interesting here. The price range is enormous. You can purchase a 2 bedroom condo for 25,000 up to 10 million, and houses can go from 125,000 to 25 million. I like that kind of monetary spread. In Marin county where we last lived house hunting was depressing. A one bedroom shack with no appliances and no flooring, started at 500,000. Only the rich can survive. What kind of envirnoment is that? Sure it was beautiful, rolling green-yellow mountains and small little villages turning up around every bend of highway.

  
  

  I interrupt this wordy blog to bring you something new in my life....well, somethings new...... neither has a name.....yet. If you have any suggestions please feel free.

  
  

  

  
  

  

  
  

  

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