MotorCoach Blog 2

I am a motorcoach:

For this edition of my blog I am Two Seven Zero (MCI) . . . and Two Seven Four (Setra). No, I don’t have an identity disorder. I know, I told you in my first blog I was Two Four Three (Prevost); and I was. That’s the way it is with motorcoaches and motorcoach assignments. Every motorcoach has its own number-name. They are every bit as individual and important as letter-names, like Ralph, Roger, Dennis, and so on. At the time of my previous blog I was Two Four Three. That was then. You get the idea . . .

Now, one way in which all motorcoaches are the same is this: we all love Christmas! When holiday lights are reflected in my glossy paint job, my mirrors, my windows, my sparkling chrome wheels . . . well, it feels like Christmas is in my soul . . . like I was made for Christmas. And when I get to transport Christmas-spirited travelers upon some yuletide pilgrimage, I know I was indeed made for this!

Here Is The News!

MEETING THE NEWS on the roadways of America, first-hand, real time, real world news—going out and discovering the news . . .

News of Christmas: White lights, colored lights, sparkling like thousands of tree-shaped candles, orchards of Christmas cheer, their glow spread across and rising from Opryland. Visible along Briley Parkway, and from hwy 24, hwy 65, and hwy 40, the glow announces: It’s that time of year!

News of Santa Clause: Indiana, east bound highway 64 at mile marker 26, a highway sign: Santa Clause 43.

News of Holiday Elegance: Billboards along hwy 40 between Knoxville, Tennessee and Asheville, North Carolina: Christmas at the Biltmore.

News of Goodwill: Even head-lights and tail-lights seem transformed—indicating more than density of traffic . . . yes, even merry . . . perhaps many journeys to find just the right gift.

News of “Exodus”: 150 motorcoaches along highway 44, young service men and women vacating Ft. Leonard Wood, heading to Lambert International Airport – and home for the holidays.

Selfies

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Here is my Christmas-red self, framed in seasonal garland at Deerpark on the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, North Carolina, rays of sunlight showering like rain.

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My shiny red self and the lush green lawn supplied all the Christmas cheer in the morning rain and fog at the Biltmore mansion. But here are the trees in the center of the lawn at night

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Here at the Gaylord Hotel in Opryland—Nashville, Tennessee—everything glows Christmas.

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There it is: THE post office! Yes, this is the very place where letters sent to Santa Clause are received and answered—by the thousands! As I waited for the return of my passengers, “elves” from Alabama arrived—fresh volunteer help for the monumental task of answering all those letters. (Santa Clause, Indiana)

Quote Of The Day samples

“Christmas doesn’t come from a store, maybe Christmas means a little bit more.” —Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas

“And remember, I am with you always, even to the end of time.” —the Christ of Christmas, Jesus of Nazareth

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