Panera, my preferred breakfast place in Gainesville, is hopping. Yes, another Gators game is tomorrow. In my somewhat limited experience in Gainesville, Friday is the day that the crowds, motor homes, and ultra-fans arrive. Even Panera gets into the act:
I’m far away from Mockingbird Hill Cottage. I’ve traveled from the Northeast to the Southeast. Yes, I’m back in Gainesville. It is sunny and beautiful, but I miss the brilliant fall colors of the Hudson Valley. Yesterday’s flight (Jet Blue) was on time. I love Jet Blue because they have a direct flight from my little airport to Orlando. And they have leg room; which, for a tall gal, makes the journey much more comfortable. I drove from Orlando to Gainesville (about 2 hours) on I-75, which was more like a game of Roller Derby. People driving like maniacs, truckers driving semis like they were little race cars…insane. At one point, I was so boxed in by crazed truckers that I missed my exit. I was mad. It had already been a long day and I had to drive 10 miles out of my way, turn around, and try again. I finally arrived, checked in, and made my way to the theatre. They were behind on their schedule which is not surprising during a tech week. This is a big, big production. I said hello to everyone and watched a bit of the rehearsal with the orchestra and cast. Happily, I got to come home early and crash.