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In Chanute for Service [Apr. 28th, 2009|08:20 pm]
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We’re almost all packed up and put away and ready for our 7 (ugh!) am appointment with the NuWa service center tomorrow.  The alarm is set for 5 (eek!) am so we can button up the rig and dump the tanks before driving over to the factory for some minor warrantee work.  We’ve been enjoying Chanute, Kansas and their municipal campground.  Rather than have fifth wheels parked in the local Wal-Mart awaiting factory service, Chanute built a nice little campground.  Water and electric for $10 a day, and the first two nights are free.  It’s ideal, especially as it backs onto a city park with a small lake.

We beat the rain into town on Sunday night and we were very happy to be settled in as the storm rolled through.  Monday was soggy, but the laundry got done.  Today was clean and put up day getting ready for tomorrow.  We even saw the sun briefly this afternoon.  Everything but the weather radio has been quiet.  It was going off almost non-stop on Monday, but luckily the only warnings in our area were for flash floods.

Paducah and the AQS show were just great.  I took one class and went to a bunch of lectures.  I’m spoiled by the multi-day classes that I am used to at the appliqué seminars; the one day class seemed rushed and a little disorganized.  The lectures ranged from good to great.  Even the one touting freezer paper appliqué was good (I’m not a fan of the technique.)  The one given by Ted Storm, the 2008 Best of Show winner, on the origins and technique of her prize-winning quilt was fascinating.  She gave us some background first; she is from Holland, and started out as a textile arts teacher in high school.  She’d not liked quilting as a teacher, because the introduction to quilting in the textile arts curriculum was English paper piecing (possibly the most tedious way to piece -- I don’t blame her.)  But a friend insisted that she’d like it so she finally went to a quilt show and was hooked.  She started with piecing and got into appliqué after she met her mentor, a woman from Middle America, at another show in Germany.

Her quilt is just stunning; it’s an adaptation of the design of a lace handkerchief used for family weddings since 1829.  White lace work on a dark background; I was really glad to see it at the Quilt Museum, as it’s not in their permanent collection; she brought it over for the 25th anniversary celebration..  They had all 25 years of award winners on display; it’s interesting how the standards have changed especially with regard to quilting, which is now much more dense and intricate than it used to be.

It was nice to have four days to visit the show and take in all the sights.  I was able to stop when I was visually overloaded or just a bit tired and know that I could see more another day.  The show sprawls beyond the expo center with several venues in town and the Eleanor Burns tent sale in a local park.  That was kinda fun though it did give me my embarrassing narrow-focus moment.  J packed lunches for me (more money for fabric!) and I’d just finished lunch in the truck.  I hopped out and slammed the door, realizing an instant too late that the keys were still in the ignition.  Sigh.  I went to the tent and got a competent assistant guy with a sturdy wire.  After ten minutes of fishing through the gap where I’d left the window rolled down, I was about to give up and call a locksmith.  The guy asked if the back door was locked.  “Yes,” I said sadly, and then I really looked at the door.  Then I started to laugh.  You see, the back door window broke a while back.  We’ve got a sheet of plexiglas taped in place instead of a regular window.  Thirty seconds later, after peeling off the tape and pushing the plexiglas out of the way, I walked away with keys in hand, still laughing.  To his credit the nice gentleman helping me didn’t laugh to my face, but I hope he got a nice chuckle out of it afterward.

The campground we stayed at was 23 miles from the show, but it was so much better than the closer (and much more expensive) one on the outskirts of town.  Lots of space between sites, a beautiful river view, and a great blue heron fishing not 30 feet from the rig.  Quite a few of the campers were there for the show.  We had dinner Friday night with a lovely woman named Jan, whose contribution to the feast was currant wine and cookies.  Yum!!  I was glad to be able to let her know about the Hoffman Challenge dolls that were on display at the Rotary Club; she’s a doll maker as well as a quilter and after seeing the display she has plans to make some entries for the competition.

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[User Picture]From: flaviarassen
2009-04-30 12:05 pm (UTC)
Could've been worse - you could have had a small child
strapped into a safety seat when you did that. Not that
I know anyone who's done that, even if it was just once...
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