I’m back. We drove a little over 24 hours “straight” from Friday morning at 9am to Saturday at 9:30 to get back home. There were a few stops, some cat-naps, and a lot of driving but we made 1,200 miles in one day with a 2 month old fussing in a car-seat. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, maybe it was the knowledge that I would soon be sleeping in my own bed, but the best part of the trip for me was when we dropped out of the plains of Eastern Washington and into the Columbia river gorge. The walls of the gorge were covered in the honey colored light of sunrise and that low sun cast such wildly dramatic shadows; the canyon looks as I have never seen it. Typically I pull in there in the middle of the day when the sun is high in the sky and everything looks so washed out. Then, as I crested the hill and reached the vast plain that is the breadbasket of Washington State, there must have been some minor meteorological miracle because, I saw the Eastern side of Mount Rainier. Usually this is covered in a haze, but not yesterday. Again, fresh perspective, it’s what this blog is all about, right?
I won’t bore you with a long synopsis of what (didn’t) happened with Arsenal while I was incommunicado; you have no doubt been reading other blogs (you whores). It’s not like anything really exciting happened anyway: there was a load of crap from Hleb, Arsenal didn’t buy anyone, there were some friendlies, Arsenal didn’t buy anyone, the pundits have already relegated Arsenal, Arsenal didn’t buy anyone, Adebayor hasn’t been transferred, and Arsenal didn’t buy anyone. Did I miss anything?
Tomorrow, look for regular service to be returned.