Saturday - 13 June 2009
Vacation 2009, Day Two, Part Two
Woke up. Breakfast here at the hotel. Shower, shave. Was good to get the road off me from last night. Left here at 10 to get to Higher Grounds coffee. Hung out with chai tea latte (soy, no water), internet access and Final Draft 7, working on my latest script for the short shoot in July, waiting for Sarah to text to tell me where to meet for lunch.
Lunch text came though: get on the road out front, turn right, go forever, baglery is on the right. So, I did. Found the baglery sign, turned in, parked got a table, texted such. Text back, everything's good, be there soon. And waited. And waited. Text received: Where are you? So, I described in detail where I was, which street corner I was at, which stores were in front of me, everythign I could. "I am across the street from Johnny's Pizza Place. On th eporch, in the corner, white t-shirt, you can't miss me." "I'm looking at Johnny's. On the Tupelo side. Waitress says ther eis no other baglery."
"Tupelo?" That word looked familiar. Was it a town I had passed through last night? Had I traveled too far down this street and ended up in some other town? I looked at the menu. "It sas Tupelo on the menu here." And thought to myself, "Oh! The bagel has two locations, one called teh Baglery, the other called Tupelo's, and I am at the wrong one."
Text received: "I'm on the Tupelo's side!"
Then it it me, full face: I was at Tupelo's, twenty feet away form the bagelry which shared sign space. I was in one parking lot, Sarah was nearly directly across from me! I paid for my iced tea and walked across the small parking lot.
Had a chicken salad bagel with cole slaw. Seeing Sarah was good. Her son is a year and a half, a toddler, and he toddles a lot. She still smiles and laughs and seems to enjoy seeing me.
She has plans tonight with the upstairs neighbors who are moving soon, so I am here at the hotel after a dinner at Tupelo's (on purpose this time) of cheese tortelini with chicken, sausage, tomatoes, a walnut pesto. Was very good.
I'll get lots of rest tonight and be up and on the road early tomorrow. I can do twelve hours of daylight driving tomorrow and make it into Massachusetts for a good night's sleep, then hit the road early Mon to make it to Wood's Hole by lunch, then across in the early afternoon. Should work wonderfully.