In a last minute turn of events, Geoff and I ended up flying up to Iowa.
Jumping on a plane on short notice has never completely been outside the boundaries of my modus operandi, but I gotta tell you, these last few days have been so fast paced and action-packed, my mind is practically a blur of airports, connecting flights, wildly designed airport hotels with strange views, security passes, fast food, elevators, secret service, camera crews, lighting equipment, boarding passes and meeting friends I haven't seen in ages.
It all seems entirely surreal that you can be casually flipping channels in your living room lounging with your husband and your cat when all of a sudden you're informed that you've just received clearance to come up to Iowa and meet the Dalai Lama -- but that is precisely what happened and believe me when I say we were on the next flight. Meeting him again was just too awesome for words and I will post some photos up here once clearance is granted, whenever that may be.
Meanwhile, a few photos of these stream of caffeine fueled days if I can manage to stay awake to upload them:
The night falling on us at the gate in Chicago.
Been up at the crack of dawn every single day.
Breakfast at the hotel in Cedar Falls Iowa.
We arrived here at 3:30 am so I had no idea what the place looked like till we woke at the crack of dawn. Some of my favorite travel memories through the years are waking up to not knowing where I am.
Strange view to wake up to. For a moment there I thought I was on some indie movie set.
And I am not even sure what view our second hotel had as I didn't get to see it in daylight.
I wish I had seen more of Iowa.
Maybe next time. I did love the countryside and all the farm houses between Des Moines and Cedar Falls. And the people were unbelievably friendly.
I really, really need to go get myself some sleep now -- I can't possibly keep my eyes open for another minute.
Until next time.