THE JOURNEY: ROBBIE'S GREAT ADVENTURE!
I'll leave the two-day drive from Texas to Harpers Ferry, with the Man, to your imaginations. Think scary!
Who'd have thought playing hide-n-go seek with Tonya, on the stairway of Hilltop House, would have been so much fun? Far be it for us to have a conventional introduction. Kind of broke the ice... sorta kept us from staring curiously at each other. We are together ... I am at peace ... FINALLY!
The adventure has begun.....
Early Friday morning we're off to the golf course. The man pretended to play, Tonya and I tried to figure out how to talk to each other without using a keyboard ... or being charged ten cents a minute. I think we may have gotten the staring thing out of out systems.
After this we decided we deserved a nap. Tonya got her nap, I got to go on an excursion with the man. BLECH!
Met Lisa in Tonya's room after the excursion and a phone call wondering where the F@%# I've been. Go through the try-not-to-stare-at-a-brat thing again. Lisa and Tonya have done this before--met each other--I haven't-- but I'm not bitter ... HONEST?!?!? Still wondering how I've spoken with Lisa, via cyberspace, more often than not, and didn't know she had those tattoos.
Three down, on to go. We are one brat short of a full load.
We decided eating and waiting for Maria go hand in hand, so off we go to the buffet. We see some broad, but we pretend ignorance, and go on about our business ... that is, until I hear someone shout "Tonya?" I look at Tonya, wondering who the heck she knows here. DUHHH!!! I look up and there she is, our gentle spirit, our conscience... our Maria.
We are now one.
We are also busted ... our identity has been revealed.
Have you ever tried to eat your dessert while certain broads are trying to take your picture? I'm sure that's considered a felony in most states. When men in suits come knocking on your door, wondering where you got these pictures ... where you last saw these ladies ... I don't wanna hear you whinin'.
later Friday night...
Meeting the broads was an adventure all its own. We weren't fully prepared ... we left our safety bunker too soon. We should have formed a better plan of action. No matter what our very vivid imaginations concocted, they were no match for a room full of broads. These women are a species unto themselves. I wouldn't trade a moment of my time with them for anything in the world.
Oh! Just FYI ... A CAMERA IS NOT AN APPENDAGE ... IT CAN BE REMOVED WITHOUT SURGERY ... well, in most cases ... <ewg>
onto Saturday...
Did you know you can actually turn a 30-minute drive into four hours ... accidentally? All you have to do is take one wrong exit.... make a quick U-turn into a cemetery ... what else?? oh yeah ... let someone (Lisa) tell you to go the wrong way, down a one way street. This is the brats on wheels. We didn't get breakfast, but we did get crab lumps. We couldn't have been happier.
Two hours after getting lost again ... we FINALLY make it Turn the Page. There's nothing quite like standing in a small un-airconditioned room built for 5 with one hundred of your closest strangers to make you forget your worries. Or rather, if Nora's the light at the end of the tunnel you will indeed forget your worries. She was. I did.
... and back to Hilltop House ... via the Burnside Bride and Antietam Battleground, via the other side of the river we were all wondering how we could get to. We were over there ... we just don't know how.
One more thing before I bring this to a close ... since I didn't get to do it face to face, and it is my only regret that I didn't get to...
(((((((See ya next year Sue))))))))))))
What a grand adventure. This is the coolest thing I've ever done.
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