Travel

On the road again.

Once again, this entry comes to you courtesy of a ride in a car. It must be a welcome change from the death watch at the allergist. Me? I could go either way. We finished up the mother of all mini vacations today. A word of thanks goes out to the patron saint of good timing. (Who would have guessed that I’m not really up to speed on my saints?) We practically walked right on everything…
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The day after.

“whaa whaa whawhaa?” “ugh.” “JOHN!” “Huh?” “Do you want to go to Adventure Island today?” “Let me sleep. Just one more hour? Please?” “John, it’s been an hour. Get up and get dressed. You can eat your breakfast in the car.” “uuhh… ” Later that day at lunch in the park, a father and his child…
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Huh?

A young man speaks with a young woman at a theme park. He tries to be cool but he comes across awkward. When he walks away the girl laughs, seemingly at the young man’s expense. Is this me? The scene was real, but I was only an observer. I felt pity for the young man until my thoughts turned inward. It was then that I wondered how often I have been the young man in scenes like this. How…
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Surprise.

It all started with a slap on my thigh. I was sitting on an over-crowded, amusement park, parking lot tram – so I figured it was just an accident, one that could be attributed to the extremely close quarters. But then it happened again. I looked over (and down) at the little person sitting next to me. It was a small child about Beth’s age – maybe a little younger. He was looking…
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Going back.

It was the night before Monday and all through my mind, no pleasant thoughts were stirring, and definitely no joy. The day before we had returned from our vacation in the Georgia mountains. The day had gone by in a fog. Somewhere out there was the fading glow of our vacation, but you could not quite see it. Somewhere else out there was the deepening gloom of Monday, but I had my back to it so I…
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How about that vacation?

Yes, there was more to the trip than practicing methods of torture on myself, but good news is a lot less entertaining than bad news – just ask your local news director. Never one to worry about readership, I press on. We made it to our cabin on Tuesday night. As I’ve noted before, that first night was pretty cool; literally and figuratively. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday were not so…
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Peeling the the wrong potato.

Have you ever used one of those peeling thingies to peel a potato? If you have no idea what I’m talking about, then this entry will hold little interest for you. Even if you have it’s probably touch and go. Anyway, imagine what happens to the peel when you use the peeling thingie on a potato. It works so well because it is open on top to allow the peeled substance to drop away. This is…
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