It's January, and Barbara and I are ensconced at Waterside on Hilton Head island. We decided during the drive up here that this is our 8th year of this January tradition. Not much has changed in our vacation itinerary in those years: talk a lot, solve the problems of the world, explore this island community and neighboring Bluffton, try new restaurants. We have in the past few years begun to use the week for an extended sewing session as Barbara has gotten into quilting.
We are like a couple of ladies from an Agatha Christie period novel. We can be in the same room and still be separate. Witness the fact that this evening Barbara has been watching back-to-back NFL Wild Card football games (which she chose over a Carolina basketball game!!!) while I lounged less than a yard away from her reading a book. I can turn off ambient noise and become so absorbed by the written word that I am unaware of what's happening right next to me. She can multi-task by watching tv, reading her book and emailing/texting with her daughters while I remain stolidly focused on the printed electronic pages being screened on my iPad. We are a study in opposites, yet we mesh well together.
Our drive-up was uneventful until just outside of Savannah, where multiple accidents and cars on the shoulder made a 4 mile stretch of I-95 a drugde to creep through - taking an hour to travel with no clearly discernible cause. I yearned for a small, highly portable drone I could send up to find out why the slow-down was occurring. Barbara tried to ease my frustration by continually updating me on what WAZE reported. I faced the realization that while I am (mostly) not an easily irked driver, I do not like be ignorant as to what is happening in front of me on the road. Where is the miniature camera drone when I want one????
We are settled in and ready to enjoy our annual retreat.
Happy 2020!!!
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