I have decided to post one more time before I get back to the road in 10 days time. This is just another chapter in my adventure across America. I am back in Virginia with the family. The funeral over and North Carolina behind me, the thought of miles adding up had me wondering...how many miles have I traveled in the past year. From Utah to Houston to Costa Rica, Panama City to Granada Nicaragua.
Fayetteville has made itself out to be "that" town which will draw me back to Arkansas. The beautiful people which I have run into speak southern hospitality. In the beginning stage of Fayetteville I couchsurfed with Drew Swayne. Everyone would be better off for having this guy in their life. Under his wing I was taken to Eureka Springs.
The waters have started to flood under my feet, granting me the buoyancy to continue down stream on this adventure across America. I would like to recap those events which have created a beautiful picture for my memory: along with the deck building (cheers Jeff, Wendy, & family), Homers (the favorite local restaurant), watching Keith dance his rump-off to live gospel-folk-blues, chatting with crazies, chatting with friendlies, meeting people who play Irish Folk (cheers Scott), meeting those who volunteer for community gardens (cheers Damian), and others who have made this a place...a place I will call 'Home'
I had the chance to see Garrison Keillor at Red Butte Gardens in Salt Lake City this week. It was one of the checks on the list of things to do before I die. It was epic to say the least and I am thankful for those in my life that made it possible. There is a small understanding shared between those who appreciate such events, surrounding yourself with good energy and talented performers who truly have the best intentions deep down in their being, is just a sliver of this understanding.