Jess’ and I had popped out during the fag end of our brief New York stopover, for a quick nip around Time Square. Amongst the buzz and blare, Time Square was the place we wanted time to stand still. At Rocky’s an old time coffee bar we talked through our New York moments picking at fries and a muffin, clinging on to the final moments of our visit.
Up at 5am for an early departure and collected by an oversized Chinese taxi driver, we were soon hurtling sleepy heads through the commuter rush. It’s traveling at breakneck speed bounding across busy traffic lanes, through red lights with a sound track of honking horns that your consciousness is raised, and you notice your carriage is a cracked bundle of broken glass, bumps, dents and smashed wing mirror and a sound track of violent talk radio, hammering and thumps.
Somehow we made it and caught the flight south to Charlotte (an airport with country music and rocking chairs for transferring travelers to rest a while) and then north on to Lexington Kentucky. The flying thing takes a bit of getting used to… 26,000 feet, 36,000 feet, at 500 mph, strapped into a metal tube pumped with flammable gas… Something continually screams at you ‘this is not right – don’t do it’. But we do – and it works. Sure enough we arrive into Lexington finally rendezvousing with Isaac, Sherry and Geoff Maddock.
We’ve known Geoff from a previous visit to Melbourne in the 90’s and great hospitality from the wonderful Maddock Clan. Since then we’d enjoyed regular visits to the UK from Geoff who moved to Kentucky studying at Asbury and settling in Lexington. This was finally a time to meet on home turf. Sherry and Geoff have helped establish Communality – a missional community. We were looking forward to catching up and for a moment, digging into a slice of Kentucky life.
But this is old news and you know all this... You'll have maybe clocked Geoff's full batch of wonderful snaps at http://www.flickr.com/photos/geoffandsherry - every brilliant picture telling a tale.
Frankly our tidy narrative is shot to bits - we're all over the place.
Actually, we're at the wonderful Dakota Hotel in San Francisco right now, having enjoyed a first full day of west coast delights. Everyone's knackered and asleep.
Rach' is next up - with some Lexington thoughts. What a great time - without a moment to blog. That's not to say that this isn't a great time, because I'm blogging - just feels like there's a moment to pick up the thread... More soon.
Waiting with baited breath. I can hear you talking your script. Beautiful. Rod.
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