The Garden of the Blind

I was talking to my brother, and he reminded me of my trip report from the last time I came out here. My trip this time hasn’t been as good as that one, but things may be looking up. I’ll try to write a trip report when I get back.

(NOTE TO SELF: Write a trip report when you get back.)

So far, I’ve been finding that I don’t like traveling with other people that much. For this trip, I’m accompanied by a coworker who went with me to a meeting in Virginia in November. It was a good trip, but that was mostly because the elections were that Tuesday night and I ended up spending all that night watching CNN and talking to my brother on the phone for some added spin (and trying to make the most of being in the same time zone for a change). I ended up not spending much time at all with her, except for a quick trip to a jewelry shop in Virginia Beach where she wanted to pick up a few pieces of jewelry, and I wanted to pick up a charm for my wife. Within 15 minutes, I had found a truly cool charm that was a sextant, complete with moving parts, and purchased it. Several hours later, we left so that we could go to several more stores to find shoes for her son. This trip has reaffirmed that she and I have differing tastes and interests with regards to almost everything, and I’m typically much happier doing my own thing on my own than doing just about anything with her. (Don’t get me wrong, I like her well enough, but only as long as I don’t have to shop with her.)