If someone visits Branson, the reputed country music capitol of the world, they are suppose to see some country music shows. There are lots of them to choose from - 500 at my estimate. It was our intention to go to a show or two but we decided not to. I like country music but am not INTO IT and could care less about the silly slapstick humor or smaltzy productions usually present at these things. It is very predictable stuff and somewhat boring in my opinion.
The apparently unregulated commericalism here in Branson is stomach turning. Large, garnish signs are everywhere. The Ozarks is a beautiful place but you can't drive a mile without seeing a large sign touting some show or attraction. My eyes get tired of it after a while. Everyone is out to get our money.
While here we did get to see some people who at one point in Seven's life and mine were important. One of my friends settled here with her husband to lead a perfect life - she and her husband own a fly fishing shop. When we stopped in to say hello Carolyn was working on tying a fly for a customer while her husband stand was out fishing. Several customers stopped in while we were there and I could tell Carolyn was still the ever optimistic and happy Carolyn and that everyone loved her. It was great to see her and I could tell she really didn't really want to dreg up all the past - we both had nice careers with the same company that ended on sour notes. Who wants to remember the bad stuff? Especially when there is so much good stuff to recall.
Seven's high school friend, Kay, lives in Kimberling City which is near Branson. So instead of seeing some country singers strut their stuff we drove the winding roads over to Kay's house. Kay was a bridesmaid in our wedding. After we left Kay's house the obvious question we had still wasn't answered - why Kimberling City? We arrived unannounced but Kay and her husband were gracious hosts and we spent several hours talking. Kay's house overlooks the lake and has been extensively remodeled by her husband who is a real worker bee. From the IKEA book shelves in the office to their home theater room we enjoyed seeing all their improvements. A great visit with nice people.
We are moving on today. Where? Don't know for sure. South. It is cold here. At least for us Arizonians.
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