‘A mini-road trip? I feel almost cool’

This post should probably feature several photos, shot with a wide aperture and very close-up, of a random selection from photos of the edges of coffee-cups, a smoothie, food, the corners of a couple of local-branch-line train tickets, someone else’s sewing project, a berry-stained jersey top, the head on a pint, and, to be truly representative, various newfangled and confusing bits of modern technology (e.g. an iPhone without a whole cobweb of cracks across the screen). Possibly also some spectacular bits of post-war architecture, except that that would probably give the game away.

However it does none of those things, because I didn’t take my camera, and nor, when it came to it, did anyone else. Although incidentally photos are making their way, slowly, towards this blog, which I took the previous weekend, and watch this space.

Sadly no cake was consumed, however instead there was a fantastic South American meal, plenty of coffee, smoothies, sunshine and Nandos, and as previously mentioned, a rather good pint to round off the day. And as for the title, well, it was a mini-road trip. A road trip of precisely one day, and only for some of us. It might seem daft to traverse half the country for lunch (and in all fairness, traversing isn’t quite what we did since we actually drove more or less due North (excuse my dreadful geography for this probably isn’t quite right) and then drive home again in order to climb into bed sometime not a million miles after midnight, but that’s exactly what we did. We left home early, and departed for our home towns far later than we should.

It’s strange, the things you do and do not know about a person you’ve never met. Obviously you don’t know what they look like, how they behave in conversation, how they laugh and smile. You know no more than the vaguest details about where they live and with whom and what they do with their days; you know more about their politics and how they think than you do about any of those things. And yet, it turns out – and this shouldn’t be a surprise – what you need to know about someone in order to click with them is exactly those things – how they think about and mentally approach life, how they think about politics, the things that move and interest them enough to make them write about them and say, look at this, look at that, and no, I think you’re wrong, and here’s why.

Yes, it’s becoming rather a habit. Or rather, I’ve done it three times now. I met some People from the Internet. And so far this summer I think yesterday might have been my favourite day. We all, collectively, absolutely clicked. I honestly think anyone watching our group would probably have assumed that this was a summer reunion of university/newly graduated (given our ages) friends, and not a group of six people in which six of the fifteen possible connections between us were completely newly made that day, and many of the other connections were incredibly long-distance, long-term and/or sporadic at best. That said some of the group were old school friends, and two of the key players are in fact engaged to one another, so it wasn’t exactly a mass Blind Date.

Anyway. It was interesting, certainly. There was a lot of laughter, and some incredibly interesting conversations, and a lot of chat about gaming which I know nothing about and on which I won’t even try to comment. Politics, physics, medicine, history, law, phlogiston, fencing, climbing, music, cats, religion, probably money and sex – nothing was left out. Thank you, one and all.

(I actually wrote a post this time. Last time I didn’t, because I didn’t know how to be clever enough about it. As was probably established yesterday, anonymity is not something I can do…).



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16 responses to “‘A mini-road trip? I feel almost cool’

  1. Lucy

    A wonderful day and a wonderful description πŸ™‚

    Six of the fifteen connections is not something that I had worked out, but I like that way of putting it very much – it makes me go all gooey and geeky inside.

  2. Lucy

    Also, spectacular post-war architecture? *looks about confused*

  3. Jenny

    I was being mildly sarcastic, primarily about the central library (the one shaped like an inverted pyramid – do I mean the library?) – and also deliberately vague because I don’t have a lot of confidence in my knowledge of 20th century architecture! And I’m glad you liked the description and suitably geeky calculation of connections…! If you also consider that J and I had only met once previously, and that you hadn’t seen A in about six years (ish?), it’s kind of even more than that!

  4. Nice write-up. Not got much to add, other than I’m very much looking forward to the next one πŸ™‚

  5. Fiona

    So very jealous. Yes, you are doing it all again and this time I am moving heaven and earth in order to turn up. Please?

  6. killermia

    Very jealous indeed. I would’ve been at this one, but I was sadly already asia-bound by the time I caught wind of it. Next time though…

  7. Running with Stethoscopes

    It’s gone quiet about this blog. All of them, actually, come to think of it. Where have all the people gone?

  8. Jenny

    I googled ‘running with stethoscopes’ in a moment of obsessive stalkiness.

  9. Jenny

    (I mean, that’s how I discovered where you’d rambled off to).

  10. Flix

    @RwS: Blogs have a tendancy to hibernate over the summer, dontcha know?

    I enjoy this post – sounds like you had lots of fun!

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