Day 1 - Writing Conference - Sanibel Island

 

I am actually in my tent and writing this

 this is the first time I have ever been in a campground with wifi

pretty sweet

 

late winter and spring I camped out near my parent's

so I could be available but not living there

I discovered the beauty of staying in a site with electricity

light, computer, fan

a fan was essential for camping in Florida in the spring

 

now we are having some rare below average cold spell

I have not worn this many cloths all at once since last January

people are here from like Maine and running around in shorts

I'm freezing.....I think it is like 63!

hey, it's relative

 

last night I got here before dark and picked a nice site in the back

near a small little creek, lots of trees

after dark I realize there was some strange noise

some big mechanical roaring noise that never is going to stop

oh no, I tried to ignore it, took a long walk to the beach, came back

yep still there

what, do we have to take down the tent and move to get peace?

yes, so late last night

I put everything back in the car, put the bike back on

 drove around to the other side of the park where I knew there were lots of empty spaces

drive around several times can't decide and debate and debate

finally pick one

as I am setting up my tent a woman comes over, she is staying in the tent part

but is plugging her computer in at  "my" electric post

, we start talking, she is here for the workshop too

wow, I made a friend, she is very cool and we hung out at the conference today

what are the chances in this huge park that I would move to the one site

that had her computer?? 

 

I love this planet

 

 

 

here is my thought for the day from the workshop:

 

art is a lie that makes us see the truth

 

 

and now go out and read everything you can by Tim O'Brien

he is the one who said it - he's a great liar


ps the photo on the top of this blog is from Sanibel Island