Sunday, May 07, 2006
Yesterday we had an open house. We were hoping someone would actually come and look at the house this time (as opposed to the one two weeks ago) thereby actually justifying our slaving to make the place presentable and then taking the dog elsewhere for an hour.
But this time rather than just making ourselves scarce during the open house, we decided to make it into an opportunity to relish a bit of Iowa before our imminent departure. We've been meaning to get back to Pella, a little Dutch-centered town south of Des Moines, since we first went there for a humanities reading retreat about 4 years ago. Yesterday, with the tulip festival in full swing, was finally the day.
Funnel cakes, Dutch letters, several chocolatiers, a tractor rodeo, dancing wooden dolls over 100 years old, and tens of thousands of tulips later, we returned home to find our house had been shown to one potential buyer. Plus our neighbor who just wanted to see inside our house. But, all in all, this open house was a great one because Pella provided a great time.