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I got back from my visit to Middle Earth on Monday, but I've been having a hard time sorting myself out to speak of it. I guess my reentry into the real world was a bit too sudden, what with work and home responsibilities, and it will take me time to sort it all out. Here is just a wee report for now...
The bus ride there was as good as a bus ride can be -- no pesky characters, nice people, no lost luggage, and not too many snaffoos with late connections. The ride back from Indiana was slightly different -- we left Indianapolis 3 hours after our scheduled departure time, and had to make it up along the way so no one missed connections. But it worked out in the end. I didn't get much sleep, but that was to be expected.
The fellowship during the time in Indy was fantastic. I felt very much at ease with boriel, and we had a great time together talking about all kinds of things -- not just Boromir and Sean Bean, though those two did have some time allotted to them. ;-) It was also great to see old friends again and get to know them better, as well as meet new folks and discover they are quite wonderful. You know who you are, my dears!!
The exhibit was special. I saw things I had missed before with just about every item on display. Boriel and I saw it twice, once on a weekday when the place was very empty and we could watch the video presentations at will, and press our noses against Boromir's display case to get as close as possible without anyone complaining -- even the guy going around with Windex cleaning nose prints off the glass didn't mind!
Boromir looked more "alive" than ever, truly as if he were just sleeping. A couple of times I caught movement out of the corner of my eye -- someone passing behind me reflecting in the glass of the display -- and I swear I thought Boromir had moved!
We weren't allowed to take photos in the exhibit (though I did see there were some folks doing it and actually getting away with it!!), so I didn't get a picture of Boromir. But I did find this on the internet last night, while doing a search for reviews in local Indy newspapers about the event.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Linaewen/BoromirRIP.jpg
That's exactly how he looked, too. Unbelievable!
One of the hardest things about this kind of event is saying goodbye to friends, new and old. I felt it when I parted from my loved ones after the Boston Exhibition, and I felt it again at this more recent parting. I miss sitting on the bed in the hotel and just talking, talking about whatever came to mind! Life seems quite dull now that I am back, and work seems ever so much stressful than it did before. Packing to move is looming, and my DH is away for several days, off on his own adventure.
I just got news from my family that my uncle has colon cancer, so that is also an added concern. It may have been caught in an early stage, yet he will still have to have drastic surgery, due to previous colon problems which preclude a more simple type of surgery often done with this kind of cancer. My dad is taking it hard.
It is hard to come home to the normal and the mundane and the bad news, and the stress and the trouble that we didn't think about for a few days while we were away. But it was good to have that time away, and I think I am better for it. I am tired from travel and late nights, but my spirit is refreshed in a way that will sustain me through some of the more ordinary weeks ahead.
Let's do it again!
The bus ride there was as good as a bus ride can be -- no pesky characters, nice people, no lost luggage, and not too many snaffoos with late connections. The ride back from Indiana was slightly different -- we left Indianapolis 3 hours after our scheduled departure time, and had to make it up along the way so no one missed connections. But it worked out in the end. I didn't get much sleep, but that was to be expected.
The fellowship during the time in Indy was fantastic. I felt very much at ease with boriel, and we had a great time together talking about all kinds of things -- not just Boromir and Sean Bean, though those two did have some time allotted to them. ;-) It was also great to see old friends again and get to know them better, as well as meet new folks and discover they are quite wonderful. You know who you are, my dears!!
The exhibit was special. I saw things I had missed before with just about every item on display. Boriel and I saw it twice, once on a weekday when the place was very empty and we could watch the video presentations at will, and press our noses against Boromir's display case to get as close as possible without anyone complaining -- even the guy going around with Windex cleaning nose prints off the glass didn't mind!
Boromir looked more "alive" than ever, truly as if he were just sleeping. A couple of times I caught movement out of the corner of my eye -- someone passing behind me reflecting in the glass of the display -- and I swear I thought Boromir had moved!
We weren't allowed to take photos in the exhibit (though I did see there were some folks doing it and actually getting away with it!!), so I didn't get a picture of Boromir. But I did find this on the internet last night, while doing a search for reviews in local Indy newspapers about the event.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v411/Linaewen/BoromirRIP.jpg
That's exactly how he looked, too. Unbelievable!
One of the hardest things about this kind of event is saying goodbye to friends, new and old. I felt it when I parted from my loved ones after the Boston Exhibition, and I felt it again at this more recent parting. I miss sitting on the bed in the hotel and just talking, talking about whatever came to mind! Life seems quite dull now that I am back, and work seems ever so much stressful than it did before. Packing to move is looming, and my DH is away for several days, off on his own adventure.
I just got news from my family that my uncle has colon cancer, so that is also an added concern. It may have been caught in an early stage, yet he will still have to have drastic surgery, due to previous colon problems which preclude a more simple type of surgery often done with this kind of cancer. My dad is taking it hard.
It is hard to come home to the normal and the mundane and the bad news, and the stress and the trouble that we didn't think about for a few days while we were away. But it was good to have that time away, and I think I am better for it. I am tired from travel and late nights, but my spirit is refreshed in a way that will sustain me through some of the more ordinary weeks ahead.
Let's do it again!
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Date: 2005-10-19 06:39 pm (UTC)From:reality bites.
Prayers for your Uncle and family.
lots of questions and banter but no time too.
glad for you lin.
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Date: 2005-10-19 07:09 pm (UTC)From:Sometimes we need a vacation to recover from our vacation it seems like, but it doesn't take away from the joyous time we had.
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Date: 2005-10-20 07:47 am (UTC)From:no subject
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