Today I drove myself back across the state to my little beach town and to my family. My time in Sarasota is complete and I am ever so glad to be back home. I am treating myself with a cup of Taylor’s Earl Grey tea and some treats from the Amish market I went to yesterday. More on that in a minute.
For the most part, yesterday was a down day for me. The adventures I described in my last post on Tuesday had taken their toll, and if I had been able to, I would not have gotten out of bed. Unfortunately, I had one more doctor visit I had to go to, and there was no way to avoid it. This has become the main focus of my life: how do I get out to do the things I need to do, take care of the things which must be done, and find something in the process I can embrace and enjoy.
One of the easiest things to embrace and enjoy is food. I have to eat anyway, so if I can turn meals into part of the adventure, then I have what I consider a small victory. That is why I went to Sakura on Tuesday. That is also why I decided that after my appointment yesterday to have a late lunch at one of my favorite Sarasota restaurants, Yoder’s. Yoder’s is an Amish place that specializes in comfort food and pie. When I want comfort food, country-fried steak and mashed potatoes covered in white gravy is about as good as it gets, and Yoder’s filled the bill. Their food has never disappointed. I also bought a piece of pie to eat later at the hotel. On my way out, I stopped at their market to pick up a few treats to bring home.
I will admit that my main motivation in going to Yoder’s was definitely to pig out. Second to that was the understanding that once I made it back to the hotel, my body was not going to let me do much else. By making lunch my big meal of the day, I would be able to make do with the food I had in my room for the rest of the day. I wouldn’t have to have a meal delivered or get food from the hotel. Both propositions tend to be expensive. I have to think about these things when I plan my day, especially when I am alone. Giving credit where credit is due, my wonderful wife sent me over to Sarasota with a cooler of food that I could fix in the room with little effort. It made a huge difference and made my plan workable.
Making yesterday a relatively down day, made driving home today possible. If I had not been back in my room in bed by late afternoon, I would not have been able to make the drive.
As it was, the drive was a challenge. Once again, it was music that carried me through. On my way out of town, I stumbled across a radio station playing what I can best describe as classic Americana: Folk songs, old-time County, acoustic Blues. I was only able to listen for about 20-25 minutes before I drove out of range, but I enjoyed every minute until the static overwhelmed the music. From there, it was The Proclaimers and Leonard Cohen that saw me back home to my door.
I have some thoughts on this trip and what I learned from it, but that will have to wait for another post.