*...to points South.
First, I'm attending SAFF this weekend, and am staying at possibly the world's crappiest hotel -- more on that in a future post. Here's hoping I'm proven wrong, and that the sinking feeling in my gut is just air-travel nerves. Yep -- I'm using some precious FF miles to fly down there, because I hate driving long distances, especially alone. But even after having flown at least a half-million miles for work over the years, I still get nervous; not so much about flying, per se; but more about all the airport hassles one must deal with, and frankly, about the loss of control over one's life while at the mercy of the airlines and pilots and flight attendants and air traffic controllers. And as grateful as I am for our current rainy weather, I know it's not going to help smooth things along today. Still, better to have the rain and suffer (hopefully) minor delays in Atlanta.
Next week, I'm taking a week-long beginning spinning class at the John C. Campbell Folk School, down in Brasstown, NC. Staying at B&B there, which also seems a bit iffy. Here's hoping I'm pleasantly surprised.
Next weekend, I drive back up to Asheville and am meeting up with friends to take a tour of Biltmore in all its Christmas -decorated glory, something I've been wanting to do for years.
I hope to be blogging all along the way -- I'm supposed to have high-speed internet connectivity everywhere I'm staying.
And so, for now, I will bid you adieu!