The Daily Post for 3/16/15 asks: Beach, mountain, forest, or somewhere else entirely?
This post is particularly timely as only five hours previous I finally exited a chartered bus along with 100 or so harried band students from my daughter’s high school from a marvelous four day trip to America’s second largest city. They, along with students from the other three high school bands from our small (<60,000 residents) county formed a superband in Chicago to march in the St. Patrick’s Day parade on Saturday. The idea is to qualify for a chance to go to bigger parades such as the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade and the The Rose Bowl Parade.
A little information to give you perspective, we live in the mountains of Virginia. By that I meqan there are mountains all around us. Needless to say the mountqains fell away as we entered Kentuck and were non-existent in either Indiana or Illinois. The only tall objects were some of the largest skyscrapers I had ever seen. Keep in mind I have been to Cincinnati, Dallas, Minneapolis and Cleveland.
I heard many of the kids say they missed the mountains by yesterday, our third day. I have to agree. I love going to the beach, to the flatlands, the forest and other locales, but favor the mountainous region I call home over all the others.