Sounds of Memories

First off...today is a day where we all celebrate one of the most influential people any of us could have in our lives.  Today we acknowledge our fathers.

I love you Dad!  You are the best father a son could ask for; someone to learn from, someone to talk to, and someone to just love you all the time.  Not quite sure how God paired us two together, but I sure am glad that he did!

Now, on to what all has been going on lately.  This time last week I was gearing up for my trip up to Charlottesville, Virginia to begin my work with Heritage Theatre Festival.  I did not begin my work until Tuesday, so I had plenty of time to get up here with traveling and try and soak up some of the new territory that I was going to be crossing.  On the way up I saw lots of lower gas prices, which I figure North Carolina could learn a thing or two from.  I also saw something that brought back memories.  I saw a sign for a WaWa.  This is basically the same thing as a Sheetz for all you southerners, but so much better!  I remember going up to Philadelphia back in 2005 with my Youth Group and instead of seeing signs for Bojangles everywhere we would see signs for WaWa.  A small little memory, but one that made me think of a wonderful experience.

Getting here and settling in has been nothing short of easy.  I feel very welcomed with the people that I work with everyday.  My roommate is awesome.  Life is pretty simple here in Charlottesville.  It's very much a college town.  Reminds me of the time that I went down to Clemson after my first summer at Lutheridge to see all of my favorite people.  Clemson is very much a college town and if I remember correctly, Sarah said that the University came first, and the town began to build around it.  Which I think is pretty awesome.  I wish Greensboro were a little bit more like both of these cities.  Don't get me wrong I love what Greensboro has to offer, but I wish it had just a little bit more of that college feel.  I love going downtown to catch a show at Triad Stage, making a late night trip to Jan's House for a piece of pie, or even the what seems like the longest trek ever, out to Wendover just to go and eat at Bonsai. All of these things make Greensboro what it is, but seeing other places and how they work always leave you wishing you had just a little bit more back where you live.  That's the lesson this week.  Learning to appreciate what you already have, and what you are going to get.  Charlottesville has a lot to offer me in all aspects and I think I am ready to take it all on.  I have made it through one week, and now have seven more to go.  Bring it on Charlottesville, because I am ready for you!