SUMMER POSTCARDS #25

It's been a very fun visit here with my friend Peter and the Lad from that little spigot of land known as Ptown, with its charming town, award winning fudge shops and famous tea dances. Pearly was kind enough to let me use her laptop to drop a line. Two more days here before a stop in NYC and then on to the Pocono Mountains.

Me and my shadow will see ya all in about another week!

Toodles!

GUMMI BEARS AND C WORDS

Pack your bags, leave your worries behind, and get ready for a glamping adventure in the great outdoors. Who ever thought this high maintenance queen would love it? In recent years, glamping has emerged that combines the chic and luxury living with the serenity of nature. Gone are the days of roughing it in basic tents; welcome to a world where lavish accommodations of luxury tents temples, airstreams, cabins, park model bungalows and beautiful campers, nicer than some homes I've seen. Our site where we stay above, on my good friend Winfred's site. The back structure is a cabin with indoor kitchen, duel slushie machine, and a small sitting area. The main lani as you can see is far from folding chairs! Off to the right is the tail end of the camper I stay in, with my little firepit area. Hey, I like a real campfire and can build and light one. Not in the picture is the huge camper Winfred and Trevor stay in, directly across from mine. Everything is so pretty and refreshing, so I snapped this picture above, and then saw this!!!!!

WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH HELLLLLLL NO!!!!! This is Trevor who is my good friend Winfred's hubby and who we call my nephew. He is the one who fills your Mistress's dance card up with men and events. But CROCS!!!!!! WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!!!!!!! You best be ASSURED we had a huge conversation after I came to from passing out and inhaling my smelling salts and had a gin, with bromide. Thanks heavens there was a fainting chaise handy. I told him to put those things in my firewood pile, and I never want to see them again. EVER upon his feet. THE NERVE! Thanks heavens later at the Gummi Bear Party, these two, made that unfortunate scene fade from my mine. Did they ever make it fade from my mind.

I still reek of gummi bear scent. I didn't know if they were dancing with me or taking inventory. And then there was this cock.....

I'm a size queen and love a front-end loader, but this is ridiculous

MORNING RITURAL

Yes, morning! This shot was taken before sunrise before the thermal baths one morning. The above shot is the Gerbeaud Cafe. Warbucks is a early riser. Come to think of it, he's also a night owl. I bet he get four hours a sleep at night. So come morning he loves his coffee among other things!!! Most days he had already two coffees before I even cracked my eyelids. I had no idea that Budapest has quickly become the global burgeoning hot spot for great coffee and coffee shops. When Warbucks moved there, specialty and third wave coffee shops exploded he said in popularity but didn't displace the Hungarian capitals historic old coffee houses and grand cafes and dessert houses. Some of these places...I'd never seen anything like them...gold accented mirrors, crystal chandeliers, marble topped tables and curved wooden chairs...all offered a flavor of the old-world charm. Once a hub for Hungarian writers, artist and revolutionaries, these cafes have an impressive history to themselves. And I'll be honest, cards on the table....I had some of the best tasting coffee I've ever had outside of Costa Rica, who still has the best coffee.

Gerbeaud Cafe, by far had the most decadent desserts!!! This place got its start in 1858.

My cherry Bon-Bon infused with cognac. To . Die. For

Meanwhile at the New York Cafe...a Renaissance style coffee house is located in the New York Palace Hotel, built in 1894.The place eventually closed in the 1940's but was acquired by an Italian company, renovated the place and returned it to its former glory.

On this day it was afternoon tea followed by desserts. Warbucks thought he would be funny and have Happy Birthday written on my plate. But this plate got brought to our table by accident. It actually says Happy Anniversary. But then the joke ended up on us both as it occurred to us that we met at the Raven Resort, almost 8 years to the date that morning. How weird is that?

The Parisi Passage Cafe was established in the early 1900's of the Parisi Udvar Hotel. Durning the day it has the feeling of a teeming cafe and excellent breakfast place and come evening it offers a special but laid-back vibe with excellent dining, all characterized with soaring domed ceilings and luxurious design.

Isn't this a lovely breakfast? We stopped in for coffee in the afternoon but ended up ordering several desserts. Who the hell needs to fit in square cuts this summer? You'll notice I also have two waters. Sweets make me more thirsty.

Truth be told, some days we didn't go out in the morning. Several days we had no plans at all. I fell in love with Warbuck's flat. He is very much a minimalist...but his style against the aged building...I loved the contrast. And his rent made me sick. It would go for well over $2,000 a month here! He even had pockets doors to the bedroom.

See...he does have a coffee maker! Even though he had coffee brough in.

And yes...I think my ass is even bigger. I am also sure the airplane flew considerably lower the flight back. Though the guy at the security checkpoint seemed to be a bit fascinated with my cakes.

MOOD BOARD

 

What a great weekend to be away up at the Woods Campground. The weather couldn't have been more perfect...near perfect temps, sunny, and a wonderful mountain breeze. The nights were nice refreshing 67 at night. And the pool was amazing. Nice to let it all hang out. Upon getting back last night, I was watching a PBS show I got into called Hotel Portofino. The season ended last night. What a glorious, beautiful show. Well-acted and written, and just enough drama and some funny moments. The above picture reminds me of the stunning hotel in the series. Looks like a place I wouldn't mind being. And rightly should have been. Last summer should have found Warbucks and I in Italy, in Lake Cuomo. We also considered Portofino. But with the pandemic of that year...we didn't go. But work is under way to reschedule it. If the actual place is half as nice as it appears on the series, I can't wait. Now how about some lovely eye candy to inspire us. My mind mood board currently...

I'm so incorrigible.