Joanne Palmer: Notes from a staycation
April 22, 2009
Steamboat Springs — Friday, April 16, 4 p.m.: It’s a cold, crummy, cloudy afternoon and I’m lying on the couch listening to the sounds of slamming car doors, diesel trucks firing and the excited laughter of children. Mountain bikes are hoisted onto bike racks, suitcases filled with shorts, flip-flops and bathing suits are loaded into cars and coolers packed with beer, soda and ice are shoved into vehicles. Every time I hear a car door slam, I sink deeper into the couch cushions and further into my mud season funk.
News Flash No. 1: I am not going on vacation.
News Flash No. 2: Everyone has left.
News Flash No. 3: I-70 is closed. A spring snowstorm has descended on Denver. A severe winter storm warning is in effect. Travelers can’t get to DIA. They are missing their flights to warm weather destinations.
I’m feeling better already. I have experienced no travel delays getting to my couch. I haven’t had to worry about what to pack or finding a dog sitter. I have not strained my back pulling camping gear out of storage or strained my budget buying an expensive airline ticket. Best of all, I have not had to try on or buy a bathing suit.
Yes, I’m having a staycation. Finally, I’m doing something trendy. I’m staying put and logging some serious couch time. On the coffee table I have a stack of books, chocolate and a glass of wine. Every time a nagging, whining, productive thought enters my mind, such as “Get off the couch, you slug, and burn some calories,” I pull the blanket closer to my chin.
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Saturday, April 17, 8:30 a.m.: We go out for breakfast, and it’s easy to get a table. There’s no wait, no crowded parking lot, no noise. The weather still is crummy, and I feel no guilt crawling back on the couch. I need to digest, and vigorous exercise would only interfere with that process. I read until I fall asleep.
6 p.m.: Drag myself off the couch, take a shower and get dressed for Cabaret.
7:30 p.m.: Cabaret. The ballroom of the Grand is full. Wow! Look at all of these smart, savvy staycationers. We all look rested and relaxed. We are not exhausted from battling a snowstorm or setting up a desert camp where we might be stung by a scorpion or bit by a rattlesnake. We are not worried about contracting some south-of-the-border disease. We are laughing, smiling and fueling our own economy.
11 p.m.: I’m so inspired by Cabaret I come home and compose a song. All of my fellow staycationers, join in. This goes to the song “Maria” from “West Side Story.” Ready? On three. And a one, a two and a three:
The most beautiful sound I ever heard
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word
The whole town has left on vacation
And suddenly Lincoln Avenue appears
I’m the only one not on vacation
Moab, Mexico, Mozambique all sound good to me
Everyone ditched me and went on vacation
And suddenly I can park wherever I darn well please
I’m loving my little staycation
And other people don’t realize just how much fun it can be
Say it loud ’cause there’s no one to hear you
Say it soft and I’ll still be staying
I’ll never stop wanting a
As you can see, my brain has turned to mush and I’m headed back to the couch.
The scenery is beautiful, wish you were here!
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