Back safe and sound.
Okay, the trip was four hours each way, not three. Okay, the snow was heavier and the wind stronger than I had expected. Okay, maybe I should have flown after all.
Next time.
Oh, and in answer to the many emails I received after this morning’s post suggesting that my musing about my possible fate on the road was too morbid? Not so! I just couldn’t resist the opportunity to use the phrase “prang the kite” – one of my favorites.
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November 21, 2008 at 7:51 pm
the gripping hand
My practice has required quite a bit of travel in the last several years. As such, I have developed a bit of a fetish for listening to books on tape as I drive. I have the unabridged copies of the LOTR, Silmarrilion, Atlas Shrugged, The Fountainhead, and several others. They are great for those long drives.
November 21, 2008 at 9:47 pm
Robbo
Alas, my rag-topped jeep makes such a roaring noise at anything over 50 mph that I can’t listen to much of anything except the wind.