Arrival in Richmond
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Another early escape got me back on to highway 95 by 9:00am. A couple of hours drive down the road was Richmond and a little further was my Cousin's place. A, her husband R and their exitable dog M greeted me with great enthusiasm.
Their house is fantastic, bags of room and set in a clearing in a wooded hollow. A gave me the tour and then we settled down to breakfast.
We then headed out to the local agricultural fair, which was very cool. Besides the usual fair pastimes (carousel, ferris wheel, candy floss) there were loads of stream driven wood milling machines, a working wool mill, tractor and pig racing and classic cars. I feel I should elaborate on tractor and pig racing because it is quite a spectacle. Firstly these are two distinct sports, one is not raced against the other.
I have, through careful persistence, developed the art of 'power napping'. Some people can't nap and I feel sorry for them so I will now tell you about the joys of a good nap. Its not that you necessarily go to sleep, its just that you relax for a spell. For me the restoritive natures of a good nap know no bounds. Otherwise I get grouchy. After one such good nap we headed out to a birthday party of A's step father, a very articulate elderly gentleman code named D. At D's party I met up with various of my other cousins and other relations and we ate a lot of very nice cake. yum.