Bellport

Today was my first full day in Bellport with Andy and the family and despite the numerous insects and the humidity, I really like it up here. Smith point is gorgeous, especially when it’s grey outside and there’s a good stiff breeze coming in off the ocean. It reminds me of Seattle, and yet it’s so distinctly not Seattle.

We spent most of the day at the beach and then had a pasta dinner at Andy’s grandmother’s house. Now Andy is off playing poker with his uncle and father and we don’t expect them home until midnight or 12:30 our time. I feel like a poker widow.

Andy’s mom, sister, aunt and I watched a fantastic documentary about McNamara and the Vietnam War called Fog of War. I highly recommend it to anyone who wants to get a glimpse into the inner workings of an administration as they try to manage a conflict. I think that hearing about the Vietnam situation from the Secretary of Defense at the time can give us new perspective into what is going on within the current administration as they try to manage our involvement in Iraq.

Anyway, our plans for the week include a trip into The City because I haven’t been there in 12 years and want to get a feel for it again. I’m not terribly frightened by the “terrorist alert level” since I think that all of that bullshit is basically politically motivated as opposed to any kind of real tangible threat. Besides, I don’t know when I’m going to be in NY again, so I might as well take advantage of it, terrorists be damned!