It rained pretty hard and there weren't that many people there today. although I heard that low attendance was expected today because people are still setting up. The biggest crowds are expected tomorrow and Saturday. It might rain again tomorrow but Saturday is supposed to be clear.
It turned out that I couldn't run the bubble machine. Because first of all, the cars are indoors with a painted concrete floor. Which would have turned into a slippery hazard if it were covered with liquid soap. Also, my car is about 15 feet away from the two most expensive cars on display: two retro Buick concept cars, both convertibles. I would have felt uneasy about getting soap bubbles all over the exterior of a car like that, but the upholstery? No way. Carly and Harriet (the folks from the speedway) said they would find the owners and ask them what they thought. But I felt like the answer was clearly no, we can't be spewing bubbles all over those cars.
We came to the decision that when it stops raining, we'll open the garage door next to my car, pull my car partway out, and have the bubble machine outside. In the meantime, today I read my book and chatted with the other drivers and the few spectators. I talked to two very nice gentlemen from coastal NC who were excited that I was from Durham. One of them was from Franklinton and knew the Triangle pretty well. We talked about Pittsboro and they knew the store Beggars and Choosers, which was cool.
(I just have to add an aside here that watching TV without a DVR is so frustrating! I keep reaching for the remote to fast-forward over the commercials.)
I did some patching of raggedy carpet in the morning, and the spectators really seemed to dig that. People came to look and ask me questions while I was working. I asked Georg to bring me some beads so I can do more work over the weekend. I think that will be more engaging for people than me just sitting there reading a book. Although my book (about Elizabeth I's early life) is very good. It's a pop history, which I think is good for the circumstance. A more thorough, drier history might be hard to focus on. Though Elizabeth's life was so amazing and full of drama that it would be hard to write a boring book about her.
Carly ferried me back to the hotel around 3, there was no reason for me to hang around since the bubble machine wasn't running. Due to a mixup about when I was going to be brought back here, I didn't end up eating lunch at all except for a granola bar. Then by the time I did get back, it was so late that I decided to wait for dinner to go get food, and just have another granola bar as a snack to tide me over. And let me just say that three granola bars for breakfast, lunch and snack may sound like a good idea, but it really isn't. I fear that I may have put myself off my granola bars. Which would suck because I really love them, they are the perfect thing when I don't have time to eat real food.
Anyway I took a nap for a couple of hours, had dinner, and now I'm chilling and watching Survivor. Tomorrow I have to be ready to go at 8 & will be spending all day at the show. Then Georg will meet me after the show. Yay!
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