We left Illinois, and spent the next night here. It was a pretty quiet night, but the place was quite interesting. For one thing, the lady who runs it is a flautist, who used to work for interesting people like this guy. But she has also spent considerable time in Zimbabwe, which holds a particular fascination for me. Her living room is full of great cds, some movies and several pieces of Zimbabwe sculptures and handicrafts, all of which she sells on behalf of the artists. There were some gorgeous pieces, one of which is carved in ironwood--a jaguar about to make his move on a hippo in the water. That piece now resides on our fireplace mantle.
After Ohio, we shopped. Outlet mall shopping is fun! And it is perhaps a little too easy to indulge. Nonetheless, we made the most of it, and I am pleased to say that two/thirds of our Christmas shopping is not only purchased but wrapped.
The only other events really were fighting with the duct tape holding our sunroof on. The heat was so intense that the glue on the tape kept melting away, basically, leaving a funny whistle noise and the potential for the whole entire thing to come right off, taking out whoever or whatever would be in its path. Yeah, that was as fun as it sounds.
And all too soon, yet not soon enough we were home. Our cat missed us, the magic painter was here to transform the guest room, and the hot hot weather has followed us here.
It was a GREAT trip. A really wonderful time, and I hope we take more road trips in the future.
But, it is as always, great to be home too.
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