10/15/2023

 

Weekly Update 10/15/2023

I’m not the only one who likes to travel. Allen had time off work, and decided to go to Las Vegas for the MNF game. It was a great game to watch very exciting, and the Raiders won. He had never been to Vegas before, and enjoyed people watching, playing a little Blackjack, and wandering up and down the strip to see the great hotels. He stayed at Excalibur and said it was wonderful. He was disappointed that the fountains were under repair at the Bellagio, but enjoyed seeing all the big hotels and all the hoopla that is Las Vegas.

Monday was October 9. That’s a big day in Savannah history. The bloodiest one hour battle of the Revolutionary War occurred on that date in 1779, Each year, there is a commemoration of the event at the History museum and Battlefield Park. I try to attend when I can. This year, instead of being held at the crack of dawn, which is the time of the actual battle, it was changed to being at 9 am. I didn’t have to hurry so much to get there, and it seems that the change of time also allowed for others to attend. There was the largest group there that I’ve seen in years. Bonaventure Historical Society placed a wreath with the other participants, like the local chapters of the SAR and DAR, embassies of France and Haiti, and local politiians. It was a perfect day for the event.

Friday the Thirteenth, what could go wrong? I knew I shouldn't, but I went to an evening tour at Hofwyl Broadfield Plantation. Not only am I triskaidekaphobic, but I had passed two fender benders on my way to meet for Green Square (and I’m superstitious about things happening in threes), but it was rainy. Taking my life in my hands, I went. It was interesting, and I heard stories about a woman in white who has been seen more than once roaming the grounds after dark, about a boatload of seventy enslaved workers on the plantation that were lost during a hurricane, and about visitors seeing a little boy named Jamie, who died in the house in the 1880s at age four. Waddling around in the dark, wearing my poncho, fending off sand gnats and mosquitoes, I wondered what I was doing there. When I arrived safely home again, driving through the rain and avoiding deer on the edge of the highway (I did see one), I was glad I’d faced my fears and done something a little unusual.

I didn’t do much on other days. I was able to continue to get out and walk most days, as the weather is cooling down and the rain has held off for the most part. I’ve stopped DH and GM hasn’t scheduled me yet. I’d tried to set up a few lunch dates, they didn’t work out. I’m becoming more and more boring.

What’s not boring is Adrian and Annie. They get cuter all the time. It seems as if they have been spending a lot of time at the local apple farm lately.

Now, I just have to settle in for a Buffalo Bills win tonight. If they don’t beat the Giants, I give up.

I’ll end with lone last bit of humor. I saw this in a gift shop this week.