Local Color

While this blog centers of the trials and tribulations of business travel all across the country, I've noticed there's also a whole lotta crazy right here in our own backyard worth recounting. Behind the facade of picturesque clapboard cottages, rocky beaches, lighthouses, and lobstahs lies some pretty weird sh*t.

Here's a list I have compiled over the past week or so of the utterly ridiculous things I have seen going about my normal business here at home:

1. A grown man on a bright red Razor scooter
2. A large taxidermied rodent wearing purple Elton John glasses at a bar
3. A life-size Santa Claus statue waving from the back of a truck bed on Route 28
4. A man with mutton chops driving a completely red, white, and blue Jeep emblazoned with 'Murrica across the bumper
5. A blind man who could play guitar (which was actually pretty awesome)

These chance encounters generally made my day, and I'm sure I haven't even begun to scratch the surface of the hilarity that is this town. Anways, I just urge my fellow RWPs and myself to truly appreciate this crazy place we call home before we head out soon into the big bad world that is fall travel season!

My feet aren't ready to give up flip flops.

It's been 4 months since we shared our travel adventures.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how much did you miss us? You can be honest. Like, 12? 13? I know it's been hard.

Seriously though, fall travel is looming and I am concerned about a lot of things. Like, how my muscles aren't ready to tote around boxes full of viewbooks. And how I'm leaving in a few short weeks and the new French bakery STILL isn't open and I might never get to enjoy it until November. And how I know I have an outdoor fair in Texas in September to "look forward to."

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, I think we're all a little antsy and ready to get back out in those rental cars and see the world.*

WATCH OUT AMERICA, we're headed your way.



*Midwest