He does all sorts of things. His apartment is above a newspaper publisher in an old brick building downtown. His apartment is his office, and a museum of creativity – Mississippi driftwood and bike pieces made into art. He’s working on a side project right now – making giant lollipops for an upcoming Christmas event. Big styrofoam balls and brightly coloured foil lay on the floor.
One by one, they all begin offering their houses up for us to stay – “I’ve got two spare bedrooms” says Ryan. “I’ve got the whole basement empty” says Joyce. “I live in this big house all by myself” says Margo. We’re not strangers anymore.
After we leave, we stop by Dustin’s friends’ house – Tal is a scuba-diving lion-fish hunter who has patented a tool to exterminate the invasive species in the Caribbean. He and his wife Julie plan on sailing down the Mississippi to move to the Caribbean when their daughter graduates highschool.
So many memories in one evening, so many great, interesting people. And the funny thing is, we were kind of tired before we left. We were thinking “nahhh, maybe we should just stay at the apartment and rest.” But we went, we said “Yes, let’s!” and I’m so glad we did.