Hurricane Erika

Erika was supposed to fly in today at 2PM. She is a person that leaves too much to the last minute, and I predicted earlier this week that she would wind up in this dilemma. She missed her flight and has to sit in the airport for 8 hours to catch the next available flight. She is now scheduled to get in at 11:30 PM. Oh boy, a trip to the airport at Midnight. Hurricane Erika is blowing into town!

Beth’s brother Greg is also in town. He is looking for a nice 2 bedroom, 2 bath on the historic side. He’d like extra parking, and possibly a garage for his toys. He’s vowed not to leave until he buys a place (Like brother, like sister). Anyone have something that matches this description drop me a comment.


I have a noticed something interesting about alternative transportation methods. It seams that when using a transportation method other than the traditional, people feel a kindred connection. We have owned boats, motorcycles and now golf carts and it seams that when a brother/sister commuter passes it is customary to wave. I have seen bus drivers, Disney Jungle boat drivers; Trolley drivers also exhibit this friendly behavior. Does this apply to work vehicles (bull dozers for example), or is it only recreational vehicles? I am not sure if this applies to all vehicular travel, but I’ll bet if one space shuttle passed another the captains would wave or at least nod a space helmet.

I know initially upon our arrival to TV, this behavior made Wayne uncomfortable, but now he is a waver too. Wave on fellow travelers, I love to see your smiling acknowledgments, it lets me know I am not the only goofy happy Villager on the road (path).