Of Monticello, babies and the greyhound station

It has been a long time since I posted on the blog. I have been in Virginia for the last week helping Becca and Mike move with their newborn. I have had a really good time and it has been a learning experience for me. I have always wanted to visit the American South and Virginia is definitely south of the Mason-Dixon line. Due to dietary restrictions I have had no fried chicken or chitlings but I have had a lot of pepsi which is really popular here. I have been called ma'am and today at the CVC pharmacy an old woman blessed me and jack. I'm not kidding it was really creepy. The greyhound station was um...interesting perhaps a preview to what tomorrow holds! I get to ride greyhound from Charlottesville to Union Station in DC then take the metro to Rosslyn metro station then take a metro bus to Dulles Airport and then fly to Atlanta then to Salt Lake. 15 hours. Definitely not a record for me but pretty long for domestic travel. I'm kind of sickly excited for the adventure. Today I went to Monticello. It was an interesting experience. I had some inner ethical rumblings that I will have to write about later. I don't know what it is about old southern ladies but they really don't agree with me. The old lady giving the tour got really mad at me when becca's cell phone (I borrowed it so when I got lost I could call-which did indeed happen) rang (it was becca saying they didn't need me to pick up salt). The tour guide informed I would have to leave the tour if I was going to be on the phone. I felt compelled to explain myself--I had tried to turn it off but couldn't figure it out--but alas it wasn't a scheduled pause in her annoying memorized lines so I didn't get the chance. Well, it is late and I should go to bed. I've had a great time here. Jack is an amazingly good baby. Very happy and very healthy. Becca and Mike are fantastic parents--very calm and willing to approach parenthood with a sense of humor (always a plus). They are going to do great!