Departures and arrivals.

We left Lawrence, Kansas around 5 AM Monday morning. My parents both stood in the driveway in their pajamas waving us goodbye.

The trip was a success. We drove too fast down gravel roads. We drank beer in the middle of the afternoon over citronella candles. I rediscovered the therapeutic aspects of lawn mowing. Man, it’s been years since I cut grass.

Once I got rid of the rental car, home looked good too. With piles of luggage strewn about, we made our way across the creaky wood floor, settled on the couch and exchanged glances.

“Good trip,” I said, digging at one of the tick bites on my ankle.

“Great trip,” Cristi replied, itching a series of mosquito bites on her thigh.

People have to getaway every once in a while. If you’re lucky, you return with new memories, a handful of snapshots and maybe a bug bite or two to prove just how far you strayed from your ordinary routine.


2 thoughts on “Departures and arrivals.

  1. tina says:

    Glad it was a good trip and very glad you are home. We’ll have to do beers on the porch soon and catch up. Again.

    • curtisgreen says:

      Great to hear from you.

      As soon as it warms up enough for Cristi to stop turning on the oven at night to keep the goose bumps away, we’ll head back out to the porch.


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