Friday, May 7, 2010
The week was full of hectic running around - trying to find the right bus, would it be here in time, and how do I get this big bag back to the hotel? We hauled big bags all over Paducah with achy feet and tired arms but it was all worth it because our students make it so much fun. They were hungry to learn and seeing them get it is such a joy. I love my job! But the true adventure was just around the corner, disguised as the trip home.
Oh, did I mention that we were hanging with last year's Best of Show winner at AQS and Houston, Mariya Waters, from Australia, who was there with her sweet husband? Her quilts, yes, I said quilts, were bought for a lovey sum by the AQS museum. It's just another day at the airport. I got a cute shot of these romantic Aussies. Mariya is very witty and quite a hoot!
A light bulb goes off in my head. Maybe I should stay and get the ticket so Joe and I can take a fun trip. I just missed our 28th anniversary being in Paducah. No, I can't do that - it's crazy. This idea is too impulsive. I need to get home. Or do I? I call Joe to tell him what's up. He says go for it. So, I told Lyric I was going to stay. She was also calling her husband. She wants to give the ticket to her husband who wants to see his brother-in-law in Utah for a boys' adventure. He has been home with their 5 children. Yes, I said 5.
Now our new adventure begins. It's Lyric and me and 2 other gals, Terry from Florida and Karen from Michigan, our new traveling companions. We know they are nice people because they are quilters.
We decide to take advantage of the extra day in Paducah and start plotting the plan for our next day in the taxi on the way to our new hotel. There were a lot of things I didn't get to see because I was teaching or sitting on a bus most of my time here. So we meet in the lobby the next morning and take off for town. Karen knows where the bus stop is and we wait in a misty rain. I am sure this is not going to be a good hair day. We board a city bus/taxi. First stop, the artist studio of Helene Davis.
Next stop was the tea shop, Serrina Tea (get it?), for lunch. Bad news! It had a closed sign in the window. I think I saw Lyric stomp her foot out of disappointment. Then the door opened and out came about 15 or so Coast Guards. We sort of stood at attention. I then shot out proudly that my son is a Marine. They shout back Semper Fidelis! They ask me if I know what that means. Yes, I tell them, "Always faithful." Then they ask me if I know what their motto, Semper Paratus, means. I say Always hungry? and they all laugh. There motto is Always ready and they ARE!
But we are not done yet. After lunch we walked the 6 blocks to Carol Bryer Fallert's Studio and Shop. We have called ahead and she invites us over.
That night we had dinner together and all knew we had just had a special day that we will never forget.
We talked like we had been friends forever, which was really nice. I have been reliving that day since I got home. It was definitely the best part of my trip.