On our way to the land of AKA

The train ride is just under 7 hours.  "Are you sure you don't want to fly?" other sorority sisters asked, with recommendations for their flights and airlines.  Nope, I'm not in any rush.  When you've got busy enough days, 7 hours of sitting back, sleeping, eating, reading, crocheting, talking with a good friend, and looking out the window are a great way to start off a conference weekend.

Somewhere along the Northeast train tracks

We, along with a couple thousand other women, are headed to our sorority's annual regional conference.  There's of course, the business of the organization - the reports, which chapters have done what this past year, workshops, a service project of collecting items for domestic violence shelters.  There's the rites of sisterhood - celebrating those who are marking milestones in years of membership - Silver, Golden, Platinum, applauding achievements at the Gala, and remembering those who have passed on.  And there's the fellowship of friends - dinners, cocktails, a favorite group on tour in the same city (more on that later), and hugs for those you haven't seen since last year this time.  All the while dressed up in our lovely, ladylike pink & green.

 So 7 hours up is enough time to relax into the weekend.  And 7 hours return is just enough to recover. Enjoy the conference sorors!