I'm taking advantage of my current transitory existence to do some serious traveling. This week's agenda is the Northern Jaunt, from Roanoke to Ohio. I left Roanoke Thursday morning for Winchester, VA, where my cousin Ashley lives in a magically sweet 5 bedroom house with a walk-in closet bigger than my Potassium bedroom. We cooked chicken crescent squares, saw the sights of historic Winchester, played with Grace the Cat, ate Cracker Barrel bacon, hung out with her very fun friends, and discussed the hilarious intricacy of our family dynamics.
Today, I drove from the land of Patsy Cline (there's songs you can't avoid) through Loudon County (they're harvestin' to Shenandoah winds) to an unexpected high-rise in the land of Washington (they're rootin' for the 'Skins) to spend the weekend with Kmrod and Ernie. Within minutes of my arrival, we were deep in discussion, which we continued over coffee, grocery shopping, and a detailed dinner endeavor that ended up a most delicious banquet of summer rolls, peanut sauce, chicken curry, naan, and pino noir. Delicious. We watched a little of CNN's series on God's Warriors, until Katie got too tired and I too mad to continue. Now I'm in their guest room, on an amazing futon of a bed, mulling over the meaning of life.
Ash told me today that showing me around Winchester jolted her into a real appreciation of her life and her town and her home. Traveling like this, and staying with people I love in the midst of lives that they love - even though they're quite different from my own - jolts me into the repeated recognition of how tangled the web of my relationships is, and how precious.
More thoughts, and, of course, pictures of things like croissants and curry, to come.