Shared Illusions

That’s the state slogan. So I told Ed\Charlie that if\when we move here we need to each get a lover. He smiled enigmatically.

Driving on 64 west to Charlottesville today we saw many many broken and uprooted trees. Some from the big ice storm of 2 weeks ago, but there was a wicked wind last night.

Met some friendly folks from Richmond, VA at the Denver airport and another on the plane. They went out of their way to provide us information upon hearing that we intended to drive to Charlottesville last night after landing in Richmond and heavy rain. And knowing that it had been snowing in Charlottesville. They looked up maps and reports and told us we’d be better off staying in the area. One guy said if we made it to Short Pump (gotta love that name) we’d be doing well. Short Pump is a suburb about 20 mins outside of Richmond. We took that advice and booked a room. He was right. By the time we got there the wet roads were turning icy and slush was starting to freeze. Angels show up everywhere.

As it happens, a couple got stranded in Charlottesville and took our room since we were not going to be there so it worked out. If you’re curious about our lodging for our 26 nights here you can follow this link: https://www.fairhaven.com/the_guest_house

It’s small, but comfortable. The hosts are lovely and provide excellent breakfast food (we cook it) and a well stocked kitchen. The location is near a park and walking distance to downtown. After being on a plane for 5 hours and spending 4 hours in the Denver airport, it was energizing to walk outside, to feel the nipping wind, hear the crunch of icy snow, and get the blood moving. That 5 mile walk through old neighborhoods and by historic buildings felt homey. Felt right.

Tomorrow we meet the real estate agent in Staunton (pronounced Stanton here) to look at a few homes.

Good night.