Ask anyone and they’ll tell you I’m a high-maintenance traveler. I’m very spoiled when it comes to road trips and I blame my husband. Steve works hard to make trips comfortable for me and I’ll admit I like the attention. You can only imagine my surprise when I arrived at Arrowmont on Tuesday night, hungry and tired, only to discover I would be sharing a room with three other women (one being an Arrowmont work student), would be treated like staff and would get very little sleep. I’d been lead to believe I would have a private room and I wasn’t thrilled with sharing. Truth be told, I’m terrible at sharing.
But, as the saying goes, when in Rome, right? The four of us discussed our morning routines and came up with a system allowing us to each have the bathroom to get ready and still get to where we need to go on time. When Sarah approached me and said she was going to try and get me a private room for the rest of the weekend, I realized that my routine was working and I really didn’t care to move. Weird, huh?
Last night J, S, L and I had a little party in the girls’ room and I realized that I was enjoying being a part of the “student” side of things. We are free to roam from workshop to workshop (although I found one I’ve stayed in most of the time), we’re on our own after dinner and we have had a blast. I was laughing so hard at J (our token male) last night that I was crying. What a terrific group of people. I can honestly call them my new friends and I hope we can stay in touch once we return to Springfield and our routines.
So it’s good for me to travel without my Steve security blanket. And it’s good for me to be put in uncomfortable situations. I realize that I may be high-maintenace (after all, I am taking up the most space in the bathroom) but that’s ok. I feel like I’m a summer camp and I’m having a great time. All that’s missing is the s’mores.