We had a 'lost' couchsurfer last week. Yep, a first for us. You see after the Chicago traveler's stop at the famous Willy Street Co-op in Madison, her rented car's GPS decided to send her in the wrong direction. Oops an extra hour in the car and a weary traveler who decided to accept fate and stay in Madison. We received the call that she wouldn't be arriving to the End of the Rainbow Valley Thursday night. She'd call the following day to let us know what she would do. The call came before 8a.m. stating she would still come our way en route to Deluth.She did arrive the next day before noon. Julia was glad to stretch her legs before lunch and returned renewed just from her short walk. I call the feeling 'decompressed.' City stuff just dissipates and the valley's countryside does its magic. She felt it. Just what she wanted and needed... the purpose of her journey out of the city.
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| Julia with the home brewed herbal tea |
For dinner I made 2 versions of the same vegetarian Indian dish with a side of kuri squash (tastes like sweet potatoes) and she was most appreciative. We were able to visit about her endeavors and learn more about each other. (The goal of couch surfing is sharing.) Ultimately Julia would like to take her masseuse practice out of Chicago into a more rural setting and be more connected to the land.
We visited and shared the Sabbath, ending the evening with Julia playing a couple songs she had composed and sings at open mic nights. Very sweet melodies and lyrics. It was a nice ending to a lovely day.Julia would have a very long journey to Duluth so she was on her way before 10 the next morning. Hopefully she has made it to Duluth by now but I know she is resourceful and will create new adventures wherever the path takes her.
Isn't life just a bowl of cherries?
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