Pacitan Memories

(The pictures are not in order...i tried but i am just not savvy enough and it kept not wanting to move them or would

delete them so i just decided to go with the flow and you can figure out a bit of an order :))

Since about 1992 we have been heading to a small beach on the southeast coast of Java. We first went when Annaliese was about 8 months old. We had no idea of where we were going or what we were getting into. We went with another family in their small van and it ended up taking us about 5 hours instead of the 3 it should have taken from Yogyakarta. Then when we got there, we only had one room at this very small hotel so the guys slept in the van and the two wives and small kids slept in the room on one bed. When i woke up the next morning Annaliese was running a high fever but fortunately i had brought the right meds. to help with the fever. You would think after a start like that we would never go back to that place but as it turned out, we became very enamored with this little place and it became somewhere that we visited at least once a year when we were in town. For me it became a place of rest, listening to the ocean, being able to read novels, hanging out with friends and just an over all place of serenity for me. To the kids it was a place to hang out, be with friends, be able to run free (except by the water), and just play from sun up to sun down! For Nick, i think he enjoyed the place for resting, running, boogie boarding and just hanging out.

Now almost 18 years later and many, many trips to there and back, i feel a bit nostalgic of the memories that have been made at that place. I guess knowing that this is Anna's last year in our home, this past trip took me down memory lane a lot. When i got back i got out some of the old photos and so those are some of the ones posted here. I am thankful for this place...the sunburns...the fun...the rush of the waves...the being tossed around by the waves...listening to the ocean sounds...tempe burgers/french fries/jaffles...the simplest of bungalows...people wanting to speak english with us...sand castles....being buried in the sand and so much more. Thank you Lord for a great place to go all these years!!!