There have been plenty of times this summer when I’ve had to step away from the garden, but mostly, those times have been spurred on by work travel.
This past weekend, I attempted a by-my-own-choice travel mash-up of two Major Events, neither of which I wanted to miss: BlogHer ’07, and Cal Ripken Jr.’s induction into the National Baseball Hall of Fame.
The logistics were insane. Drive from Iowa City to Moline, Illinois on Friday morning for a 7 a.m. flight to Chicago, hit BlogHer all day and a food bloggers’ dinner Friday night, get up at 3:15 a.m. to catch the shuttle to O’Hare for flight number two into D.C., where my friend Brian picked me up at the airport and whisked me and our friend Dave off through Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania and New York before we spent the night at a family friend’s house in Oxford, NY.
Sunday dawned foggily, but the skies cleared in time for the induction ceremony, which was as crazy-crowded and overwhelming as I thought it would be. I’ve been a fan of Cal Ripken Jr. since way before I became a fan of gardening, and Brian and I made a pact years ago—before Cal even announced his retirement—that we would be there for the ceremony.
Another crazy drive back to D.C. followed, with just enough time to catch an hour and a half of sleep before my 6 a.m. flight out on Monday.
One of my clients predicted I’d be down for the count for a week after such a trip. I am pleased to announce that while I’m in better shape than I thought I’d be, it’s going to take me one more day to return to garden stories.
However, don’t think I made the trip without noticing a few plants along the way, and not all of them were even from the window of a speeding vehicle.