It is Sunday morning, and the relaxing part of my vacation began a few hours ago.
My current status, is I have a front row seat to a folk musician, who is playing an acoustic version of "Norwegian Wood." The musician is Sharon Klien. The roadside coffee-house is an upscale one, a few miles east of the infamous town of Woodstock. The place is called "Cafe' Mezzaluna - Bistro Latino." I am just now studying the New York map for the first time and drinking some organic pomegranate flavored red tea with goji berry. My 1st report entitled "42 Hours of Hell," will have to wait until I have my few remaining brain cells re-fragmented. Hell ended about about 5 a.m. this morning when I stumbled on to a KOA campground at Woodstock at dusk. I woke up to find myself in what may be the best KOA campground in the U.S. It was on the edge of the Catskill area. Best frisbee golf course I have ever seen. The manager did not charge me for staying or taking a hot shower. So I bought an expensive breakfast from him. It turned out to be the best meal I have had in the last week, and probably something I can't get in Houston. Sort of a giant toasted kolache with philly cheesesteak ingredients. They called it a "baguette." The musician is pretty good. She has a soft jazzy voice. She is selling her debut CD. The patrons of the cafe are the kind of people that hang out in coffee houses in in the Texas hill country - a mix of retired hippie bikers meeting other friends, except their faces look ethically different, and the accents sound like something off of Sienfield, or Archie Bunker, drowning out the sound of the beautiful music. Report # 2, entitled "Saturday night in Manhattan in a loaded down mini-van, chasing a loose bird down the street," will also have to wait till I am in the proper frame of mind to write it. Report # 3, "Lost in Manhattan on a Sunday morning," will be posted as soon as I can find some time. The predicament I face now is more of making a decision of whether I want to enjoy my vacation, or risk continuing north solo towards Essex Junction which is a 5 hour drive that I would like to do in 24 hours. The rational thing to do for me would be to spend the day in the Catskill Mountains and get a cabin and just chill, and then head south stopping at all the commercial caves along the way home over a week long period. But how can I do that, when I am so close to the NSS Convention? The herd of 7 bikers just left, and I will soon follow. To be continued ... --------------------------------------------------------------------- Visit our website: http://texascavers.com To unsubscribe, e-mail: [email protected] For additional commands, e-mail: [email protected]
