by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
Okay, October is now long past (well, by just over a week), but it was the longest month of the year for me. Why? Earlier this year I signed up for the Novelist Inc. writers conference--because I learned so much at last year's conference. YAY!
And then our travel agency sent us the offer of a great fall trip: a vintage rail car from NY City to Montreal, with lots of stops in Quebec City and Vermont along the way. Wow--what a vacation. We were lucky to have the best crowd of travelers--including a couple that live only a mile or so from us.
Next we went to Stowe, Vermont and that's where we really got to know our fellow travelers. What a great bunch of people! But being bussed around the area for two long days was brutal. I recently found a postcard written to me by my dad back in 1989. In it he said, "I don't really enjoy this bus riding around anymore." He'd been on a number of bus vacations at that point. This was my first, but I could sure identify with him.
After ten days on the road (at one point getting up at 4 am so we could catch a train for the next destination), I was road weary. We finally got home on a Sunday night at 7 pm and 36 hours later jumped in the car to head to South Carolina for the conference. Were we tired? You bet. In fact, exhausted, but at least we were in one place for four nights in a row.
It was great to see friends P.B. Ryan and Kathryn Shay, and become better acquainted with Kelly McClymer, and Judith Arnold. Like last year, I learned so much. I can't wait until next year's conference.
We had the best weather in all our travels, but as soon as we got home, it turned cold and rainy. Time for me to cocoon for the winter. And you know what? I'm staying put for a while. I think the cats are very happy about that.
Have you ever had an exhausting (so-called) vacation?