Saturday, May 21, 2011
Moodiness to Marvelous
This is the pastor who describes this little town as "ordinary people who serve an extraordinary God." He leans over and tells us we can go to all the normal breakfast places, but if we really want the best place, we need to go to Java Jacks.
Java Jacks looks like a run-down house on the side of the road! This can't be the place. A dog named Samson sits by the side door waiting for a sample of sausage. But the pastor said this was the place, so we enter.
I have one of the best breakfasts (in the quirkiest settings) I can remember in a long time. (By the way, a "Jacks" is a little funnel cake they serve on the side of your blueberry pancakes and crab omelets.)
I love finding people who know the local scene. You have to leave the beaten path, not judge by appearances, and be willing to go on an adventure.
I used to detest traveling. All my anxiety and bad moods would flare up in resistance as soon as I packed the car. But not anymore. Living with flair has set me on a journey to find the extraordinary thing--often off the beaten path--that nobody else notices. When I travel, it's now anticipation instead of anxiety. It's marveling instead of moodiness.
Journal: What's the best kept secret in your town? A coffee shop? A bookstore?