Here I am, in gorgeous Shillington, PA. The redeye to Charlotte wasn't that bad. It may have had something to do with the adorable guy from South Carolina I was seated next to. He was teaching a weeklong class at Stanford and had the most gentle Southern drawl I've ever heard. It was marvelous and charming and made me swoon from SFO to the Deep South.
Separated in Charlotte, I spent the next 4 hours (from 5:30 am to 9:30am) observing those around me, including a man on his way to Lynchburg, Virginia who had a complete set of gold teeth he proudly displayed at any opportunity. The jaunt from Charlotte to Allentown was a quick empty flight, and Jesse and Shane were there to pick me up. We swung by our friend Carrie's work to say a quick hello and then headed off to lunch where I got the gossip on the college crowd.
Jesse and Shane live in a huge 3 bedroom palace which Shane, an architect, has turned into a stunning and fabulous home, apparently with the help of Jesse. We immediately opened a bottle of wine, planted ourselves on the porch and ate and drank until dark. After dinner with Karl, the 80 year old neighbor J and S have adopted, who, incidentally, invited me on a Chinese cruise with him, we walked the dog and have returned home to continue libations and watch old movies.
It is kind of hot and kind of humid and very different than home (everyone has lawns). But I'm delighted to be here and I adore my dear J and S. I'm amazed at my own ability to remain awake and am thrilled to be adjusting to the time change beautifully.
I believe I'm being summoned to some wing of this huge house...