Sunday, August 22, 2010

A new experience

The past few days have been many things--hectic, tiring, emotional, exciting, and hilarious at times. Driving across the country with my mom was anything but boring, though there were moments where I think both of us would have loved stopping off at a spa, if not only to give the Dragon a rest, to rest our own eyes and get some TLC....

I suppose that many wouldn't feel too sorry for us--we had more than three days to complete roughly a 22 hour drive, and we only had to go about 8 hours a day. At the end of the day, we would unwind with a refreshing glass of white wine, a (hopefully, but not always) good meal, and a tv show or movie while laying in our hotel-room bed. These beds, however, tended to be in less-than-satisfying rooms in random places throughout the eastern US--I think both of us have agreed to never stop in Horseheads again, or to stay at Christopher's Lodge in Oneonta. Though I love me a king size bed, I dislike stained duvet covers and antler chandeliers. Call me crazy, but...

Yesterday, after finally arriving in Cooperstown, my mom and I walked around, and she got to see most of the town. It was crazy busy--these baseball fanatics are hardcore! I dropped her off at the airport today, and after a tearful goodbye, I headed back towards Cooperstown.

During my long drive, I had a lot of time to think and unwind, and it was interesting because not only was it pouring rain, which would potentially make it hard to concentrate any other time, I realized that the haze was almost a metaphor for how I felt.  It would get hazy, then clear up, then haze up again... it seemed that during those brief moments of clarity in my head, it would get easier to ease the Dragon up a hill or work my way through the rain. When my clarity subsided, it sometimes felt like driving was impossible.

Thankfully, I made it through the weather, and now I'm relaxing in a beautiful little bed and breakfast in Cooperstown. Despite the slight awkwardness due to the fact I'm the only person staying here beside the family (Monday thru Wednesday they usually try to take time away from guests), the owners have been wonderful and I'm loving my room. It even has a bed that looks exactly like mine from home.

Sorry for the long post, but I figured that since I'll have all these things to say to people while I live alone, I might as well share...hope you don't mind.

Much love,

1 comment:

  1. I miss you like WOAH.

    I will admit. Tears were shed when you left. Don't tell anyone.

    Ugh. Get it together, self!