Penalty of shopping hungry

Was supposed to pick up my daughter from the airport in the morning.  Flight arrival time was 8:00 AM.  Airport is about fourteen miles north of our house.  During office days it is a nightmare driving those fourteen miles but today being Saturday it would be a breeze, I thought.  So I did not set the alarm.

When I got up in the morning and trust me it was not because any other sense of urgency but due to nature’s call, it was already well past 7:00 AM.  Hurriedly got up, brushed my teeth, put on some warm clothes and rushed out . As I took my car out of the garage, saw the beautiful sunrise.  I just could not resist taking a photograph over my wife’s vehement objection.  It was already near 8:00 AM and my wife scolded me that we were going to be late.  But hubby knew better.

Now what is the worth of a photograph if you could not share it with your near and dear ones via social media.  By that time wifey dear was near hysterical.

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We had to skip breakfast for being late ( supposedly ).  It’s difficult for me to function normally without the morning cup of coffee but clearly I was in no position to stop anywhere to pick up from a drive-in.  As we were still about 5 miles from the airport, my daughter texted that the plane landed.  I will not elaborate what happened for the next few minutes. Let me just say that deadly silence was interspersed with accusation of my callousness.

Now as we all know, those pure of heart are always loved by the gods.  In this case also the god of airport lent me his / her helping hands.  The air bridge malfunctioned and by the time we picked up my daughter from the baggage claim area, we had circled the airport three times.  Now was the time for me to brag but either hunger had dulled my repertoire or better sense prevailed.

By the time we were driving back home, our hungry stomachs were plying soulful music.  Over the protestation of my daughter, she wanted to get back home and hit the bed, my wife gladly accepted my offer of picking up breakfast items on our way home. She even volunteered to pick up some bagels as I shop for milk, bread etc.  And this brings me to the title of this post.  Never go shopping when you are hungry unless you are ready to pay the penalty.  As a picture is worth thousand words, I will  let the picture speak.

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Suffice is to say that we had a hearty breakfast.

And to add to the good feeling, WordPress alerted me that I am now three year old.  No, I am not talking about my biological age, no wish to become a second Benjamin Button.  Today is my third anniversary of blogging.  Though I started writing poetry again in February of 2014 after nearly four decades of being away from writing anything except exams and project/work proposals and presentations, I started blogging only in December of 2015 ( thanks to my nephew whose constant goading started my blogging).  That I survived for three years in blogosphere, credit goes to my blogily.  Your encouragement keeps me going.

3 Year Anniversary Achievement

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Did I mention that by the time I remembered to send the sunrise photo with my whatsapp group, it was well past morning. Satisfying a hungry stomach always gets first preference over social media.

Summer of 2017 – Part 3- To the Mountain

Continued from previous post : http://wp.me/p73yZZ-3n2

During our last hike on June 25, there was a discussion regarding the imminent opening of Tioga Pass on Hway 120 for 2017.  Tioga Pass, at an elevation of 9943 ft, remains closed to public during winter. Due to heavy snow during winter of 2016 – 2017, we were not sure when the pass would open for vehicular traffic.  We decided to keep in touch and visit at the earliest opportunity.  Fellow hiker, Rajiv , emailed on Tuesday night that the pass would open on June 28 and we should plan to go either on Thursday or Friday.  It was a short notice. I did not see the e-mail till Wednesday morning.  Quick phone calls and e-mails followed and we decided to go on Friday morning.

PART 3: June 30, 2017 : Friday: To the Mountain

As luck would have it, I had to remove one of my wisdom teeth,my first, on Thursday morning (narrated here :  http://wp.me/p73yZZ-3lD ). My wife was reluctant to let me go as I was in much pain the whole of Thursday.  Luckily the bleeding stopped late at night though I was having difficulty eating anything except liquid food. Boy, am I glad I decided to go.

Three of us were driving separately to our friend Amit’s house and from there taking his car  for the journey starting at 5:00 AM.  I decided to wake up early enough to take care of my tooth (or the open cavity ) and have some breakfast as I was famished from my liquid diet of the day before.  Though I started from home early enough for the 15 minutes drive to Amit’s house, in the dark and most probably due to lack of sleep, I took a wrong turn on the exit from the freeway.  Luckily the wrong turn led to a dead end to a small shopping complex and I realized my mistake before going on a wild goose chase. No harm done except for a few minutes of anxiety and frantic calls from my wife and Amit trying to figure out my whereabouts.  To make a long story short, we started about 20 minutes lates from our planned starting time of 5:00 AM.

Journey was uneventful.  There was not much traffic on the road to Yosemite National Park so early in the morning.  We reached our planned breakfast point near Oakdale and then realized that we were so early that very few establishments were open.  Thank God for the fast food restaurants.  We had a quick breakfast at a Burger King and proceeded towards Yosemite.  As I had to show some TLC to my lost wisdom teeth, I stuck to soft food only and had to forgo the temptations of Indian snacks.  We arrived the gates of Yosemite national Park quite early and took the left turn to HWay 120 towards Tioga Pass and arrived at Olmsted Point (8300 ft) around 9:30 Am.

Olmsted Point is visited by so many visitors every year and there are so much information available that it is an wastage of time blogging about it.  As the crowd at Olmsted Point was already sizeable and there were tour buses and tour guides busy explaining about the vistas, we decided to cross HWay 120 and hike up the mountain on the opposite side of HWay 120.

I am always amazed at the natural stone tile formation at Olmsted point.  Did humans learn about tile work from nature?
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As we started hiking up the mountain, people were thinning out.  Soon we four were the only ones left out there to enjoy the vista.  And what a vista was that.  We were rewarded with views of Half Dome, Clouds Rest, Lake Tenaya and snow capped mountains of eastern Sierra.

A few  marmots were playing hide and seek and keeping company.
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Here and there were nature clinging to the bare stone faces of the mountain.  Flowers blooming at such high elevation and such barren place sang the resilience of nature.


After climbing up about 600 ft and hiking for an hour and half, we decided to call it a day as the fresh mountain air was making all of us hungry.  Lunch was calling and we still had to drive about 30 miles past Tioga Pass to Lee Vinings for our lunch.  Before the sun bore down on us with its full strength on a clear day at the mountain top, with a heavy heart we started our descent.  As we were descending, stone formations chiseled by millions of years of erosion,cold, heat, wind and water were visible all around us.

Thankful for nature’s bounty and realizing that a day trip did not do justice to our effort of a nine hours round trip drive, we started driving towards Lee Vining for lunch.  Myriads of water falls cascading down the hill side fed by molten snow filled our heart with joy but our empty stomachs were growling for food.  One last stop near half frozen Tioga lake and off to Lee Vining we drove.

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To be continued.

©All photographs in this post were taken by the author.  Readers are free to use with proper acknowledgement to the author.

Breakfast, Limericks and Saturday Six Minute Challenge

There I was having a quiet breakfast of English muffin, egg white omelet and coffee all alone and scanning my reader. Two things happened simultaneously. I bit a really hot green chilli and tumbled upon this post, Limerick Challenge Week 30: Antonyms sponsored by Rashmi.   My tongue was on fire and coffee was not the coolant that could have doused this fire. Just to divert my mind from a burning tongue, I decided to write a limerick.  My thought was to kill two birds with one stone, post a limerick and also respond to Saturday Six Minute Challenge sponsored by Kristi.  Alas! my tortured tongue won’t afford me the luxury of sitting down to write a limerick following rules.  What I ended up was a five line comments to Rashmi that offended my  son. His objection was to the use of the last word  in the poem that he thought was un-parliamentarian in an open forum.  I always thought  our elected leaders utter much worse words than this during their normal conduct of business.  Also,I think, being PC is not always fun.  So my dear readers, I will let you judge for yourself what do you think.  The comment that I posted is reproduced below with an alphabet blipped out. You can use your own imagination.
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I laugh and I cry
So tasty but distastefully spiced these fries
Heavenly smooth but hellishly hot
Enjoying now but remembering the past
Memories of pleasant evenings turning to horrendous morning fa( )ts.

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SUNDAY MORNING IN DENTIST’S OFFICE

Sunday morning in Dentist’s Office

Winter morning
Sunday
Grey sky
Dark and cold
Inviting warm bed
Disheveled from a
Long night’s tossing and turning
I would rather be here
Then be in my
Dentist’s Office.

Long drive
Thoughts drifting to
The pot of brewed coffee
On the kitchen counter
Slowly dragged myself
To my dentist’s office

Warm, radiant smile
Welcoming hygienist
Stretched my body
On the inviting chair
Whirring  of the drill
Pinging of the water pick
The small talks
Napping
Drifting in and out
Mild growling in my tummy
Thoughts of a warm, spicy breakfast
Yummy
Not as bad as I thought
Sunday morning in my dentist’s office.