Taking in so much
We're back in the land of WiFi, which at the moment is Elizabethtown, Kentucky, gateway to the bourbon capital of the U.S., where Jonathan will try to find the barrel of whiskey with his name on it at the Maker's Mark distillery.The Bluegrass State is one of six I hadn't been to, so now I'm down to five. And counting. Tennessee, here we come, we are indeed going to Graceland. But before that, we hope to see singer and songwriter phenom Melody Guy, who moved to Nashville from Sherwood, the town I used to cover in Oregon.
We spent last night in Columbus with friends Sharon and Tim, and had wonderful conversations as well as an entertaining episode of pushing a chair around Ohio State University. The two nights before were spent with Melinda and Craig in Michigan. We've been eating very well, while chewing on the delightful chats we've had with all of the people we've visited. It's so fun to see friends from different times in our lives, overlaying our old memories in other places.
In fact, we've seen so much in the last week and a half, and had so many thoughtful conversations with friends and family, it seems like the world keeps rushing by as I'm sitting on our hotel bed. It's either the world or the rhythm of the highway bumps, mixed with snippets of those conversations and small road moments and interesting sights. Sights such as the pant leg attached to a boot lying on the side of the highway, a bare foot sticking out of a sunroof and our random side trips into cities unknown to us.
With all this intake of information, I've had more blonde moments than usual. Such as regularly dropping my set of keys in the minivan, where they slide down under something and don't get found for two days. Good thing we have two sets of keys and Jonathan keeps a tight grip on his.
Thanks to all of you who have commented on our blog. Keep the notes coming! In response to requests, more photos are on their way to the blog. That is, as soon as I figure out what I did with my computer cord so I can download the newest images. Maybe I'll find it in the back of the van next to my keys.
posted by Laura the Writer @ 7:43 PM
3 Comments:
hee hee. Maybe dropping keys is an only child thing. ooohh, that would make a great t-shirt! "You wouldn't understand. It's an only child thing." Dated but funny to other only children.
This only child just yanked the curtains hard, because they weren't covering the hotel windows, and the hardware popped off and landed on the floor in a clang. Whoops. Yet another only child moment brought to you by Laura.
Hooray for Laura and Jonathan. When you said you were going to visit the East Coast you didn't say you were going to VISIT THE EAST COAST! Don't forget about the Adirondaks! So glad to see the updates of your adventure, keep them coming.
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