Until I was lured into buying lake property at the one-day sale, my wife and I had agreed we’d never own a second home.
Dock Tales, Part 5Leaving the Realtors’ tent in which I’d contracted to a two-week cash close, I thought it’d be prudent to take a second more deliberate look.
We surveyed the summit of the 7-acre lot, but I wasn’t feeling it.
You’d think a decision to invest in lake property 250 miles away would be the culmination of years of thought, planning and research.
The Realtor had such a reassuring voice.
After years of beach trips, my son suggested a lake vacation might be easier with his infant daughter.
The day I was graduating from college, Mom took me to breakfast – alone.
Tamaya Resort soothed from the beginning. First, traditional baked bread slathered with cinnamon butter began a cozy afternoon by the fireplace as rain tumbled over the Sandia Mountains.
Pat Conroy said, “Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.”
In the fine city of Cambridge, Massachusetts, there’s so much to be passionate about. Here one can rub tweedy elbows with challenging scholars, have a slice of the best pizza of your life or join an African drumming class.