About a week later, we were hanging out again and he handed me a very formal looking envelope. I wondered if I was being served... Er, am I being arrested for my horrendous parallel parking skills? But it wasn't an envelope at all... it was a letter, from one of the town's greatest representatives, personally welcoming me to "The Ville" and promising that this fair city would do its best to put a metaphorical (because let's face it, we're in a recession and every penny counts) ring on it. It, being me.
And tonight I received the "ring", if you will, from my good friend. It was "a token to help remind you of home, because I know what it's like to be in a new place and how comforting a taste of home can be."
If I live in a city that breeds not only horses, but friends that are sincere enough to track down political figures, and strangers that are kind enough to personally welcome a newbie to town, then I'll be right at home in no time. Until then, I'll work on my parking, I promise.
i love all of this! what an awesome story becky!! you're obviously in the right kind of place :)
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ReplyDeleteHey - saw a link to this on Consuming Louisville. Welcome to Louisville, and glad to see you're doing well here. Sounds like you're doing a good job exploring the place, but if you're every looking for new places or things to try, drop me a line. Hope this place feels a little more like home every day...
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