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Home Again . . .
 
Home!Made it! At 8:30 on the evening of July 3rd, after almost 10 weeks on the road, 7250 miles added to the odometer and a CV joint that started complaining on the way out of Chicago, I was home. Did I park the van and collapse into my own bed? Think again, O Weary Traveler. It was the long 4th of July weekend and we had guests. There were three extra adults, one teenager and two dogs in residence when I arrived. I slept that night in a recliner chair. But I was home.

So, it's a bit over a week later. I've opened all the belated Father's Day and birthday gifts, there's still a Lots of boxes big stack of boxes in the living room that I shipped back from Montana and the office is a mess and likely to get worse before everything is unpacked and put away. The old brown minivan is The van at rest back in its usual parking space, the grass needs mowing, I'm still trying to get caught up on all the other day-to-day tasks that languished for the past ten weeks and we just learned that my daughter is getting marriedOffice mess at the end of August and wants to have the ceremony here. In short, things are back to normal and I've had time to gain a little perspective on my grand tour.
     There are two kinds of tourists: those who travel to see the sights  and those who just sort of knock around and meet people. I definitely fall into the latter category. The "classic" tourist would be appalled at all the things I didn't see when I had the chance. I didn't return with pictures of the Grand Old Opry or the Miracle Mile or a certain infamous book repository. The trip routeThe Mall of America was just a place to grab some cell phone accessories and a new magic trick. Mandan was merely a collection of lights in the early morning and a passing thought about Lewis and Clarke's harsh winter stay. I didn't even take all that many pictures. But I met lots of wonderful people. A few I'd met before, others had been just a voice on the telephone or an online presence, some were new and unexpected acquaintances, but every one of them were good folks who were each making the world a little better place to live. I am content. It was a great trip.

 

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