It's weird coming home when there's no reason to really come home. For some reason I felt like I was in a big hurry to rush back to Columbus, but now I'm here, unemployed and uh....I really wish I was still on vacation.
I left more than a week ago, heading to my Dad's house for Easter, then to DC for dinner with my cousin and her twin babies, then to Wilmington, N.C. to visit my friend Renee and wrapped up in Hilton Head with my friend Abby.
It was damn nice and my sincere, sincere thanks to all of the above for their outstanding hospitality and, in the case of Renee and Abby, the common courtesy to live in a beautiful place with amazing weather and owning a spare bed. (By the way that's the view of Abby's back porch in her new apartment in Hilton Head. There was alligators, birds and old people fishing. It was like freaking Animal Kingdom.)
My quickie version of road notes:
- Easter weekend a hungry, drunken man broke into my Dad's church in Steubenville at 4:30 a.m. (Dad gets the call.). He was finishing up his first tub of Cool Whip when the cops arrived. Now he goes to jail for a month. For Cool Whip.
- DC is cool but slightly nuts. Not as nuts as Steubenville though.
- People who have twins should be afforded every break in the world. Let them cut in front of you in line. Give them a tax break. Cause they could snap at any second.
- Hilton Head is full of people from Ohio while Wilmington is full of people from the rest of North Carolina. Renee lives in Wrightsville Beach, which is really outstanding although all the people are in such good physical condition it's slightly nauseating.
- First night in Hilton Head went to a lovely wine and tapas bar (yeah, I spend TONS of time at wine and tapas bars during the rest of my year.) Turns out it was owned by two people who I had covered in my days as sports editor in Marietta. Oddly small world.
- Good to meet some of the BFG people I had heard so much about for the past eight years. Strangely, I sometimes feel as if I've worked there. ha.
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