One Week Deep

Last time I posted we were one week out, and now we’re one week in.  No blogs because that last week was SO CRAZY BUSY and this past week, well, we haven’t quite worked out traveling fulltime, parenting fulltime, being a fulltime touring musician and baby wrap retailer AND getting onto the computer.  I think we’re starting to get into a groove, though.  Because here I am, blogging at last!

Can I say that I am in love with traveling?  I love being by David’s side day in and out, I love the mountains we finally reached, I love having no money or time for restaurants…

Since we left home we have visited:

• Athens, Georgia, which is an entirely charming place and I quite fancied it.  David played at a lovely Farmers Market and I missed it and got no pictures because we were in desperate need of a laundromat and I took the girls to a very nice one except that they make children quite welcome so long as they sat quietly in chairs with their hands folded meekly in their laps.  Luckily, we had our home with us, and hung out in the living room instead.  (It is the living room when you read books in it, and the kitchen when you are cooking and eating in it.  At night it is the girls’ bedroom).  David played again that day in a cozy bar with comfortable furniture, deep colors, and a couple of noisy kids in the back (mine).  It would have been a beautiful place to photograph but I left my camera in Benny, and I couldn’t wrestle all those kids in and out of there by myself!
• Waynesville, North Carolina, where we visited our dear friends who are really family, the Porters.  A couple of long-haired parents, a bright and calculating eleven year old boy, and quickly-moving, largely-grinning seven year old twin girls are the Porters.  What a fun visit!  What a beautiful town, and a perfect farmhouse home with fields of crops, herb gardens and chickens.
• Asheville, North Carolina, where David played on the street for the disinterested and interested alike, and befriended other local street performers.
• Horseshoe, North Carolina, where we visited the Ewok villiage that is really an intentional community of yurts where our wonderful friends Dana, Eric, and Jocelyn have recently relocated themselves, and for whom we are really happy because this place was like a fairytale, only muddy and with less certain cell phone reception.
• Beckley, West Virginia, where lives Robby with a Y, who let us live in Benny in the driveway of his house that is spilling art out the windows and trickling it through the amazing and beautiful yarden where we played and cooked out and made smores.  He took us on adventures every day, and also introduced Annabelle to her first horse and where we also saw other old and dear friends from when I was in college, and found my old house in Princeton and the children played on a grassy knoll on my old campus in Athens.