The night before

The darkness of early night has come. In less than twelve hours I will rise from sleep, before the dawn, and ready myself for what is to come later in the morning. The last two nights I’ve had dreams about this coming day. None of them were scary, nor would I have expected them to be. I’ve been waiting for this day since earlier this summer when I made my reservation. And to my joy the potential of rain has been pretty much removed from the forecast. At nine I will be standing before the metal monster of my past, in a small crowd awaiting the signal to begin walking. But this monster was always benevolent in nature, at least to me. Of course, not everyone shares that point of view. Those who will also be there to walk (or run) across the Chesapeake Bay might also share my point of view. I am still wondering what sorts of people will be present tomorrow. Likely some will be there just to see how fast they can cross. These will be “die hards” for whom the adventure is perhaps more about the run than the location. The first groups to be sent out will be entirely comprised of these people. I am in the last group to be sent out (simply because I am not a morning person and it will take a lot for me to get up and moving) and I’d imagine this group will contain more people like me. Those who are interested in the metal monster itself and being able to see and experience it up close. Not only just to see that which normally goes flying by outside a car window, but to have the time to take it all in. To be able to study and photograph the monster’s twin nearby as cars and trucks traverse its deck. To look up at the great towers above and all of the steel truss work around me. To see far out across the blue grey waters of the Bay and feel the cool, damp wind on my face. I wonder how others will react? Will many be taking lots of photos and video as I will be? I guess I’ll just have to wait and see….