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Hello from St. Maarten!

Posted by: Lindsay S. Nixon |

Category: Travel

Just a quick post to let you know that we made it! 

This is the view from our front patio where I had breakfast (bananas, oats and coconut milk yogurt) this morning. We're still settling in, but I'll post pictures of the island and our new condo soon. 

The flight down was fine. Jet Blue far exceeded our expectations and proved to be a very dog (and vegan!) friendly airline. Here the pugs are at the gate before the flight. 

Aside from some initial barking at the engine, Quaid slept like an angel (if I was to bet either dog would misbehave, it would have been Quaid, king of temper tantrums!) Lily Bean, my usually cool, zen and chill pug, however, was the misfit. She whimpered for the first 30 minutes, something we've never heard her do, but I'm inclined to think she was having separation anxiety from her brother.

Sigh, but we're all here...we made it! Yahoo!

Good-bye America!

Posted by: Lindsay S. Nixon |

Category: Travel

Today, Scott, the pugs & I all become ex-pats.

In the four years I've had this blog, we've moved to two new homes. We moved from Boston to Los Angeles and then from Los Angeles to New York City. Both adventures across America were spectacular and now we're on to our third home... 

Only this time we're leaving our home country altogether and relocating to St. Maarten, a French/Dutch island in the Caribbean. I guess after we've lived on both sides of America, the only place left to go was outside! 

(Quaid is ready!)

We loaded all our Earthly belongings into a storage pod last week (it's surreal to see your entire life packed up into one big container!) and this afternoon we fly to our new home.

Four giant suitcases, three laptops, 2 dogs and 1 husband. Oy vey. I'm going to be a hot mess at the airport!

(Essentials! a.k.a. ingredients I probably can't get on the island so I'm taking with me! p.s. Under those two bags of vegan marshmallows I have a 3lb bag of nutritional yeast!)

This move is, without the question, the hardest yet. Each move has been sad but this one is almost gut-wrenching. We've loved living in New York City and we've enjoyed the good company of many friends. Plus, the vegan food is off the hook here. Where else in the world will I have not one by two vegan ice cream parlors?

Still, we're excited. Living in the tropics will be the experience of a lifetime---an opportunity you don't turn down, no matter how scary, sad and emotional the relocation could be. (Plus I'm salivating just thinking about all the cheap, year-round tropical fruit!) 

So, with a humble conclusion:

New York--and America, it's not good-bye, but, I'll see you later. 

au revoir.

Charleston, SC

Posted by: Lindsay S. Nixon |

Category: Travel

Scott & I spent the weekend in Charleston, SC for his 10th Citadel reunion. It was the first time I was back in Charleston since our wedding and since I was vegan. 

Although the South--and especially Charleston, is known for its hospitality, I had to wonder how hospitable it would be to some rather picky vegans from New York City.

Turns out the South has charm even for the vegans. Three of the restaurants we visited, Caviar & BananasFish and Mellow Mushroom, had vegan options on the menu. (C&B actually had a vegan sandwich called "Herbivore" which I just *had* to order). Then, Coleman Public House had vegetarian items aplenty (that were easily adaptable to be vegan) and even Wild Wings (a famous wing house) bent over backwards to create two vegan dishes we could eat! (p.s. I think my idea to put their famous BBQ sauce (that's vegan!) over some fries was pure genius! It was like eating the wings again but without the cruelty and cholesterol!)

I also found this little gem that was vegan, too:

A Charleston Sweet Tea Vodka Martini. 

And we enjoyed one of our most beloved Southern foods which are naturally vegan---boiled peanuts! 

Here are some photos from the Citadel reunion: 

Inside the barracks Scott lived in (the checkered floor is called the "Quad")

Scott (in blue) saluting his company as they passed by during parade.

Our beach house--quite the spacious change from our NYC studio!

Also, here, Scott & I are sitting at the exact table, in the exact seats, where we met almost seven years ago. It was purely accidental that we ended up at this restaurant (we'd ducked in to get out of the rain and suddenly realized where we were). When the hostess asked us if we wanted to stay for a drink, and we saw that our table was open, we sat and savored the seven years we've been together. It was a fine start to a memorial trip.

Going back was indeed interesting. It feels as though we lived there many lifetimes ago. I suppose it is true, then, that life does indeed change you and with each passing moment, you are a new and slightly different person.