Wat Is?

Overheard in the stands at Mark's football game last night as two young Bahamian guys discuss music.

"My Girl" plays softly from their radio.

Guy 1: "Wat dey call dis kinda music again?"

Guy 2: "What kinda music?"

Guy 1: "Dis kind. Wat is?"

Guy 2: "Don't know"

Silence for a few minutes....

Guy 1: "You know...listen - it's got these loooong notes"

Silence for a few minutes...

Guy 1: "I remember now... It's called Opera"

Haiti Relief

We volunteered (and Mark even played) in a footie benefit game in Nassau for Haiti Relief on Sunday. The event proved a tremendous success with a total of some $11,000 raised for the fund. A very commendable event - there were concession stands, face painting, raffles, 2 games (ROW Vs Jamaica followed by Bahamas Vs Haiti), food and drink. All good stuff but it got us to thinking.

The Haiti tragedy was close to The Bahamas in several ways. Physically the quake happened a few hundred miles away and too far to have any effect whatsoever. But emotionally and demographically it was extremely close. The Bahamas has been regarded in recent years by Haitians (and other less fortunate island countries) as a land of opportunity and prosperity. As such there is a huge Haitian immigrant population, mostly illegal, that carry out the tasks that Bahamians won't - mostly gardening and labouring. As a generalisation, they are tireless workers and responsible for much of the "heavy lifting" round here. Most are low down on the totem pole and make little money (much of which is sent back to Haiti). Most reports were that Port-au-Prince was a seedy, dangerous impoverished city with little saving grace. The city and country is so poor that people regularly take their lives in their hands to make sail on hardly sea-worthy sloops for the Bahamian coast. If they make it, and don't get caught by the authorities, they make contact with some acquaintance and start the daily trudge of grinding out a wage in some backyard in the baking sun.

All the more poignant then that this awful natural catastrophe should happen to such a country and people. As I see the horrendous images from Haiti and read the heart wrenching reports I can't help but wonder "there but for the grace of God go I." Sunday's relief event was terrific not for the money it raised - the massive international relief funds will hopefully take care of that - but to make us all stop, think and consider how fundamental life can be and how a tragedy can turn a world upside down.

What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas

MLK weekend came round and we made our way out to Las Vegas again. Every year Mark has the footie tournament for the "old crocks" - teams are over 45 and over 50. Mark still kicks a ball around and so competed with the over 50's team. This is a bunch of old mates from Virginia who feel compelled every winter to don their boots and shin guards, stock up on Aleve and prepare for copious amounts of alcohol, late nights and long days. This year didn't disappoint with its usual trials and tribulations of disappearing players (AWOL), mystery injuries (after a hard night at the tables) and boisterous team talks (that no on listens to).

Vegas really is a kooky, surreal place. A real, live Sodom and Gomorrah: if God is looking down he must be saying "I'm warning you guys, you know what happened last time." It is an exciting, effervescent town but you can only take a weekend of it before you're wishing to be turned into a pillar of salt. For all its sins, we had a blast. The Cabrellis don't gamble but that didn't diminish at all from the enjoyment. We really enjoyed the footie during the day and the glitter during the night. We had the added delight this year by having our great friend, Grant, making his way out. It was tremendous to see him again and hopefully we get together again sometime over the summer.

Oh, the football - here's a pic of Mark in action. Enough said about the tournament result me thinks - in all decency that should stay in Vegas.

Happy New Year!

Yes that's Emily behind all that sparkle!

It is a beautiful New Year's Day 2010. Two years ago, having just begun our Bahamas adventure, we hitch-hiked downtown from our brand new home that had no furniture, no water, no electricity, a lot of dirt and a lot of very large resident cockroaches (yuck!) We caught the very end of the Junkanoo celebration and felt as though we had moved to another planet. Everything was new, a challenge and strange. It seems like yesterday, it seems like forever ago.

These past two years have challenged us - both as a family and individuals. Emily had to adapt to a new school and culture. Mark stressed over having too much time on his hands. I had to deal with a myriad of business challenges. All of us had to adapt to "life on the rock".

The Bahamas (and this house) are now very much our home. I am currently sitting out on our back patio looking out over the gently rolling warm ocean, listening to the splash of the pool waterfall. There's not another sound except for the wind rustling the palm leaves. It's warm and sunny and I am still in my pajamas :-)

We are very, very fortunate to have had the opportunity for such an adventure. We got here because we had goals and targets and we never took our eyes off of them no matter what. We love The Bahamas - we have amazing friends here, Mark's enjoying his work, our business is growing, Emily loves her school, Mark has football, I have book club, Emily has endless sleep-overs and a real BFF. But... now we know that we want a different high-school experience for Emily, it's time to dust off those goals and targets.

The year ahead is going to be the most important year ever for our business. I will need to hunker down here and focus every ounce of energy and passion on achieving the (as I think of it now) seemingly impossible. While I am working on the business our family will also be working on planning the next few years together. And as we have learned - once we know where we are going - we are bound to get there.

I wonder what's next...

The Calm After The Storm

The Holiday Season was crazy busy but now that Santa has come and gone things have calmed down a little in the Cabrelli household. As a surprise for Emily and Sundie we presented them with a gift of a quick 3 day cruise to Florida starting the day after Christmas! They were thrilled and we were all excited as Emily was the only one who had experienced a cruise before. We were also excited to find out a couple of days previously that Emily's BFF Serena was going to be on the return leg of cruise (quite by coincidence).

Here are some photos of our visits and the cruise to catch up from the last 2 months!

The girls on our patio...



Our first Christmas dinner (on Thanksgiving)...



The Fam at The One and Only...



Mum and Tina gettin' down to that crazy Junkanoo beat!



Sundie arrives! Having dinner in the front garden (too windy for the patio that day)...



On the cruise in port in Nassau...



Two "step-up" pals walking the Riverwalk in Fort Lauderdale (I snuck up on them for this one - they were swinging their arms and everything)



BFFs...



BFFs...

Tis the Season

I have approximately 36 minutes before people get to work and the Emily Rose phones start to ring off the hook. Not that I'm complaining!

We have a had a lovely past few weeks with visits from both Lisa's Mum and Dad and Cousin Tina. Busy... but very fun. We will post photos of the shenanigans when we have some more time. Mark's Mum arrives on Tuesday for an extended Christmas stay so we are very much looking forward to her arrival. Amongst all of the visitors Lisa is dealing with a crazy and successful Holiday Season but enjoying the hard work this time because at the end of her long days she gets to be with family. The first Holiday Season with Mark and Emily in 3 years!

Lisa had a tough week last week with a major blog mishap. Her technical guy didn't back up a database and the blog (over two years worth of posts and rankings) was lost. Mark knows how to cheer her up though and snuck off with Tina and Emily to bring home the very first Cabrelli Family Bahamian Christmas Tree. We had a lovely evening of trimming the tree - here are Mark and Emily adding the angel (Mark half dressed for his football game :-)).



It is wacky time here at our house and Emily's school had a very appropriate uniform release day today... Wacky Day! Here is Emily completely wackified... yes she went to school like this!