We’ve sailed home, across a river of asphalt, while navigating eighteen-wheeled shoals. It seems colder here than I remembered. An ice storm struck last night, closing school today, but we were already safely tucked into our own bed again. I’ll eventually, have to go out and fetch the paper, but that can wait a bit longer.
Our last night on the road was spent in Nashville. We had dinner with Rey and Becca there. They both seemed to be doing well, working hard, building a life together. After dinner we adjourned to their apartment and played a new board game, the Castle Of Mad King Ludwig. In this game, each player attempts to duplicate the original Mad King’s success and build their own Neuschwanstein. While technically a board game, it plays more like a card game, where luck is a big factor. I came in last, but Anne got second place.
If they come and visit Saint Louis, I know just where to take them. Shannon, our Gyrotonics instructor, told us about a place called Pieces, a board gaming parlor in Soulard. If it were not for Mardi Gras, I’d check it out this weekend.
We had a grand time this trip. It was nice to dress in t-shirt, shorts and sandals. In Atlanta, spring was well underway. The magnolias were in full bloom. Even Tennessee showed early signs of spring life. So, can spring be that far away for us here? The five-day forecast is not too encouraging. There is even a low one day, with a minus sign in front of it. It will eventually come. Just be patient, which is easy for me to say, having just returned from Florida.