It’s late, but I’m home...home in NYC.
It was a long drive back to Atlanta - though it didn’t feel as long as getting to Nashville. It was a beautiful day to be driving through the mountains of Tennessee. As I drove I snapped a couple of pictures. They don’t do the landscape justice but I tried to capture the expanse of it all. The trees were pretty bare but it was still nice.
I visited with my Grandmother for a couple of hours before her neighbor drove me to the airport.
A long drive, a long flight...
But I’m home.
P.S. Last night I played chauffeur after Antuan’s show and then we all went bowling (again with the Rockettes and the cast of the Christmas Spectacular show.) and I bowled a Strike. There’s a first time for everything
