SEE/HEAR/DO
FOR YOUR DOWN TIME...
Seabourn suggests how to spend your down time.
THE JOY OF SWIMMING,
It’s hard not to be infatuated JACKIE with CORLEY the water (especially, of course, when on a luxury cruise). Whether you’re an Olympic butterfly hopeful or no more than a dedicated wader, you’re bound to find a moment or two of inspiration among this collection of quotations. Topics range from hardcore competition (“For myself, losing is not coming in second. It’s getting out of the water knowing you could have done better.” — Ian Thorpe) to meditations on water (“Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink the wild air.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson). They’re all organized by theme in a small, easy-to-read hardback that’s just the right size for a beach bag or an oceanview balcony.
BONAIRE NATIONAL MARINE PARK
The Dutch island of Bonaire knows how to celebrate the ocean. The BNMP is the world’s oldest marine reserve, encompassing everything off the coast of Bonaire and the satellite island of Klein Bonaire from the high-water mark down to 60 meters (197 feet) below sea level. The thriving coral, sea fans and seagrasses here provide a home for creatures from flamingo-tongue snails to green sea turtles, and fast-swimming fish from wahoo to whale sharks — all within easy access for even inexperienced divers. On the surface, one can board a past winner of the International Bonaire Sailing Regatta and discover the peaceful speed that comes from harnessing even a gentle Caribbean breeze.
JAIME, BRITTANY HOWARD
For her next trick, the lead singer of the Grammy-winning Alabama Shakes went personal with a solo album dedicated to her late sister. Howard’s voice is a commanding instrument, bringing together the smooth passion of 21st-century soul, carefully crafted songwriting, and an emotional core that goes back to old blues legends. The mellow, celesta-tinged single, “Stay High,” would have been equally at home on a Smokey Robinson album from the ‘60s, while the funky chant of “13th Century Metal” lives up to its name, borrowing textures as much from Mogwaistyle post-rock as from Chick Corea’s fusion and Saul Williams’ slam poetry in its rough exaltation. The future is here, and it hasn’t forgotten anything.