I squeaked a trip in just under the wire. My one summer road trip was on Labor Day, basically what I consider the end of the season. I’ve been working non-stop and have had little time to do anything, so I’m extremely happy for my respite driving into and through Amish country. It’s been forever since I traveled, blogged, or basically did anything in life. I’m totally going to change that…maybe…we’ll see…who knows? Continue reading ““At Motel 6 in Amish Country I wonder if they leave the light on for you?” – JL”
My poor, neglected blog. I feel we had a hot and heavy affair while I was on the road but our love has since lost its luster and passion. Like any marriage it’s going to take work to get us back on track. I know it’s mostly my fault. I work too many hours and when I come home I’m tired and slump down on the couch. You deserve better. We should take a trip together and see if we can’t stir up some of those old feelings.
Fact: Idaho = Potatoes. There’s no getting around it. That’s why, even though I love animals, I had to sacrifice feeding baby bears in order to get a true potato experience. My first two stops today exemplify the theme of this trip perfectly. I’ve now traveled thousands of miles to look at potatoes and clean things.
I’ve stated in my About Me page that I was lucky enough to travel a lot as a kid. We would spend weeks in a van exploring America, much like I’m doing now. I thought it would be fun to make a few maps to show my accomplishments thus far and the scope of the trip. I’m only counting states I remember. My parents have told me I’ve been to Wyoming and Missouri but since I don’t remember them, I’m not counting them. I have no reason to doubt my parents…but I do. I’ve seen a picture of little me in front of Mt. Rushmore but since I don’t remember it, I’m not including South Dakota.
Recently a friend returned from a 2.5 year trip abroad. He spent time in Africa serving in the Peace Corps and then time in Europe with his wonderful, German fiance that he met during his service. Before he left he was my roommate for 4 years. Tyler, his brother, and I are as close as family can be. Tyler helped take care of my father in his final years and was even at the bedside with us when my dad passed. It’s no wonder that when I picked him up at JFK airport our conversations picked up right where they left off. I was forced to take this unflattering picture for his family to prove I picked him up. Apparently they thought I was going to forget or leave him in NY? Continue reading “It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them. – RWE”
Am I petty person? I don’t feel like a petty person but this post might suggest I am. The title of this post was lifted directly from the Commitment to Customer Service by Enterprise Holdings, the people who own Enterprise car rental. This (petty) post is all about a horrible interaction I had with the company and why I no longer patronize them. The fact that I’ve held onto the letters and photos in this post after so many years is silly but it demonstrates how bad customer service can really stay with a customer.
I had MLK day off this week so I decided to have a short road trip to test out some gadgets I got for Christmas. Unfortunately I was a little on the sick side, so the trip was fairly brief. The gear I received and decided to test was a CB radio, antenna, SWR meter, power adapter, and dash cam. I’m sure I could make it through my road trip without any of these new toys, but if you’ve got ’em, use ’em.
What better way to usher out 2016 and welcome 2017 than chocolate, bowling, and laser tag? I spent my December 31, 2016 with three friends in Hershey, PA, the sweetest place on Earth. The itinerary was simple: a 6 hot chocolate flight tasting, tour of Hershey World, and then on to Laser Alley in York, PA for 3 hours of unlimited bowling, hot dogs, soft drinks, and 1 game of laser tag. It was the best New Years Eve I’ve had in a long time.
The one crucial item for every road trip I’ve ever taken is the car. I suppose you can bike the country or even take part in long cattle drives out west. Under certain circumstances I could consider those road trips. This post however is a dedication to the various cars I’ve owned.
I love America. There is no where I’d rather live than the U.S.A., but I do like to visit other places! It’s like the microcosm that is my neighborhood. My house is my home. It’s where I’m most comfortable and safe. It’s my favorite place to use the potty. That being said, I still like to visit my neighbors, eat their food, learn their stories, and pee in their swimming pools. I’m probably not a very good neighbor.