This weekend is the Kentucky Derby. Since 1875 the “Run for the Roses” has been taking place at Churchill Downs in Louisville, Kentucky. This weekend, riders , racing enthusiasts and people that have never sat a horse will be adding color to their conversations with terms like “Post Time”, “Win, Place & Show”, and “Homestretch”. This weekend, bar glasses will brim with mint juleps, and hats will be critiqued. Money will exchange. This weekend, people will look at the racing lineup and claim a winner, whether out of intellect or illusion. At the end of the day, the system could have the same results. This weekend “the most exciting two minutes in sports” will take all week to prepare for and more hours to discuss.
Clang, Clang, hey, is that the Hometown Trolley? If you saw the little Trolley tooling along in Groovy Grove this week, you might wonder what was up. Remember our Trolley made its way to Miami for casino runs, and then back to Grove, where it is owned by Grove Public Schools. They use it as special transportation for short runs for rewards. We appreciate when the school lets us hire it for touring one of our favorite places, our own backyard. Perhaps you are working on a smirk right now that echo's your thoughts of "Why would anyone want to tour their hometown?" I can answer with confidence the more you learn about an area, the more you take ownership of it.
We have returned from Morocco, but I’m still reflecting on the many memories. One thing I certainly will associate with Morocco is Berber Whiskey. We drank it at every meal, it was offered when we entered places of business and hotel lobbies. It was available along the side of the road, and everyone drank Berber Whiskey. Tea, I’m talking about hot tea. But it is so much more than a dunked bag, it is a tradition and an art.
The Berbers are indigenous people of Northern Africa which includes Morocco. Kings, wars, and the quest for power and properties down through the years have resulted in culture jumble in these modern times. French and Arabic languages are woven into the fabric of Jewish and Muslim people. The result is colorful and rich. But there is a constant, and that is tea and food.
There’s a lot of BIG entertainment in our area! Last week, the Good to Go Gang loaded our shiny red motorcoach and headed to Missouri for the Branson Big Stuff trip. This two-day trip was busy with four BIG shows that we totally enjoyed. We were wowed at the new production of “Samson” at the Sight and Sound Theater. The interpretation of the Biblical story was just as moving as the special effects were amazing. A BIG show! Show number two was “Raiding the Country Vault”. The classic country music is presented a bit different, with the focus on the song and its roots and less on the performer. But we learn, before the finale, that these are not just run of the mill performers, they are BIG.
I’m a child of the 60’s. I grew up with Bugs Bunny and Weekly Reader and World Book Encyclopedia. Even with my great imagination, I couldn’t have dreamed that “someday” I could spend the night in a tent in the Sahara Desert. That’s the stuff Olin the movies. But I did.
Your Fearless Leader is in Morocco. Hubby, Doug, and I are checking out a possible trip for our Good to Go travelers. I’m always more confident in endorsing a tour if I’ve had the chance to experience it myself. Morocco is full of color, and tastes, textures and smells.
All of us have vivid memories of a teacher. I was fortunate to have many, many great teachers that made long lasting impressions on me. If you attended Grove Schools in the '50s-'60s, the name Mrs. Ruby Browning means something to you. She stood in front of hundreds and hundreds of elementary students and I would dare to say, made a huge impact on most. I was in Mrs. Browning's last sixth grade class she taught before she retired. It just so happened that it was also the first year in the T.J. Melton Building, which is now the lower elementary. The building was ultra modern in 1972-73, with open classrooms to the central hallway. (I think they have been enclosed now with a fourth wall and door) We may have had a modern take on a classroom, but our teacher gave us old fashioned education. Things that I still use to this day.
If you want to discover an area, travel by road. Criss-crossing a country in an airplane and hopping airports is certainly faster, but there is something kind of great about the observations made through a windshield.
Doug and I had a plane to catch in Entebbe, Uganda for the second half of our 2018 adventure. We left our tiny town near Kamura, Uganda (south of Gulu) by taxi for a five hour drive to overnight before our flight. Five hours, you read that correctly. We had the same driver, same taxi for the trip out, but I was pretzeled in the back seat with the items we were delivering for the hospital that we were going to volunteer. I can’t really comment on the scenery except the side of some suitcases. I was promoted to front seat for the return and the journey began. Driver Eric did his best with some broken English to answer my questions, and I had a lot of them.
Thank you to all that follow me I as wander the world. Remember last year when I told in detail the sad tale of our missing luggage as we headed to a cruise? I had a multi-part story titled “My Pajamas Need a Passport”. In case you’ve been wondering, my pajamas have been wandering... again.
Husband, Doug, and I made it home from Uganda and Morocco on a Friday. Doug took Big Red (my suitcase) to the carwash on Saturday for a bath and I repacked it Sunday for a 6:20pm flight from Tulsa to Gulfport, Mississippi. I was looking forward to Travel South, a conference for travel buyers to meet with travel suppliers in a professional setting. I had appointments with 70 travel businesses plus a number of industry related activities. It’s fun, overwhelming, interesting and challenging… especially when your pajamas are a no show.
The first week of volunteering in Uganda has gone by fast even though we are in a world where things are much slower. In many ways I feel like I’m at big kid church camp. It’s just camp is just on the River Nile. A few nights we’ve heard the hippos as they come out to graze.
The Team House that we are staying in has 6 bedrooms, each with its own toilet and shower. We have a solar panel system for electric power and hot water. It’s the end of the dry season, so we’ve had hot, sunny days which means a warm water shower.