Gandhi said, "I want freedom for the full expression of my personality ." I can identify . Scratching the itch to be free from and free to, I traded my stilettos for Keens and leaped off the escalator of modern life . This Blog depicts some of the impressions and experiences I've had along the way .
There is no smoking on the Queen Mary. Signs are posted everywhere stating just that. So, when we arrived at the topmost deck to dine at the luxurious Sir Winston's Restaurant and Lounge, I noted the rather large glass front humidor.
“Are those for sale?” I asked.
The tall waiter raised an eyebrow at me, wondering if I had asked because I, myself, indulge. I smiled and shrugged, not feeling the need to explain my inquiry.
“Uh, yes, they are,” he answered, still considering the type of gal I might be.
“But, there’s no smoking allowed on board,” I offered. He smiled hugely at this comment.
“True, there isn’t. Except for this portion of the deck right here.” The young man gestured to me where I might smoke a cigar if I so chose. “And on the bow.” (Read more...)