Great thought, Dani. The thought kept recurring to me at the Getaway that we were seeing and being seen in our true colors. The people in the car next to you and the one next to them and the next one- who knows? We all need a place to rest.

I haven't 'seen' Mudcatters but I have had two distinct dreams about Camp Ramblewood. In last night's dream it was chilly!

Oh- I just remembered the first one- I'm outdoors by a red building -lying on the grass, would you believe - playing a CD of the Getaway. Up the roadway below the knoll where I was comes a straggly row of Getaway-ers, cheerful and noisy. Just as they passed, Janie looked up at me and smiled and waved. (Hi, Janie!)