Friday, September 8, 2017

Maryland, Again... And Good Friends, Again...

Perusing my blog, it dawned on me that my last entry was made while I was driving south from New York back in May, stopping off in Maryland. So, it only seemed appropriate that my next entry should be made while I was driving south from New York, stopping off in Maryland.

Originally, this trip was supposed to be five days long. I was going to fly into Long Island, shoot a gig, spend five days there and fly home. Then I decided to drive because I could bring more photo gear with me. It would also be good because I'd be able to spend a little longer on the road. My next shoot wasn't scheduled until September 8th. So, just like last time, I would be stopping in Maryland to visit with my good friends Mark and Deb. They have wonderful guest accommodations (which I have dubbed the "Elvis Suite") which I love taking advantage of whenever I'm in the area. My plan was to spend two nights in Maryland then high-tail it home. 

Well, best laid plans and all that.

Coinciding with my arrival (more or less) in Maryland was Hurricane Irma's arrival in Florida. As I expected, both of my shoots were postponed. Given that, I didn't see too many reasons to continue on to Florida, considering that life down there would be take a rather dramatic turn for the worse in the coming days. Mark and Deb's generosity made the Elvis Suite available for as long as I needed it, so I made the necessary phone calls and made plans to stay through the weekend.

It made me reflect on how fortunate I am. It's kind of a running joke, really. My Mom always brings up how I never have to stay in hotels when I travel because I know so many people and how I'd never go anywhere if I didn't know all these people. Well, Lucille's probably right. I'm not breaking any news when I say I like to travel. But traveling for the sake of travel can get boring if you're not careful. One of the primary reasons I like to travel, and certainly the most enjoyable, is because I like visiting old friends I don't get to see too often.

Friends like Mark and Deb...

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