This one is just a tad bit late but it’s been a busy few weeks. I’m getting this in just days before I leave for my big October trip. Also typing was a pain in the butt with my cast on, fortunately as of Sept 25th my arm is naked once more! For my big September adventure I conquered The Heart of the Civil War Heritage Area Geotrail. It was a series of geocaches located at various Civil War memorial sites often with puzzles that helped you learn about historical events. It took 2 days and a lot of driving around but I was able to complete the trail!
Second month, second big adventure. The weekend of 6/21 I took part in The Green Mountain Adventure Challenge hosted by Vermontime. There are three different challenges but because of limited time and money only took on the Dover, VT challenge. This thing was hard! We found out it’s a social event, we wouldn’t have really gotten started had it not been for 2 other groups. One of those groups would have never finished without us. It was less physically challenging (except the end) than we thought but much more mentally challenging.
The weekend after Valentine’s Day 2019, one of my favorite museums had a fun and strange event. The American Visionary Art Museum has a rotating collection that displays “outsider art.” Basically it’s from artists who are self-taught and can include anything from prisoner sock art to William Burroughs’ shotgun paintings. I’m always hopeful I’ll see John Waters at one of my visits but continue to strike out. I digress, I decided attending the AVM event should turn into a weekend in Baltimore!
The weekend before Halloween I went on a bucket list adventure that turned into a lame but funny disaster. I’ve long thought Salem, Massachusetts would be a fantastic place to celebrate one of my favorite holidays. It might be but I’ll have to go back to find out. I did see some wannabe The Craft era Fairuza Balks, but everyone was too soaked and covered to really show off any costumes. This trip is gonna be written as a two parter to keep the posts of a manageable size. My senior year English teacher told us that our writings should be the length of a pretty girl’s skirt. Long enough to cover the subject, but short enough to keep your interest. That shit would never fly in school today. Feel free to not read and just look at the fun pictures.
One of the big items on my mom’s bucket list was to go to Ireland. She always wanted to go with my dad and kept putting it off. Sadly my dad passed having never left the country. When my mom got sick in 2015 I promised when she was better I was going to finally take her. True to my word, I took my mom for her first trip out of North America at the end of April 2018.
December 28th was a miserably cold day, so it was perfect for a small road trip to Baltimore! I didn’t get to all the places I wanted to see but what I did see was great. I love Baltimore as it’s given us the American Visionary Art Museum, John Waters, and the first sugar refinery in the US. One of these days I’m going to do a tour of John Waters related sites. One of these days.
I survived the Clown Motel! There’s a lot that can be said for it but I think it’s better if everyone experiences it for themselves. No database system, no confirmation emails, leaving keys under mats, next to a 100 year old cemetery, sketchy bathroom. This place has it all…or rather has nothing…I don’t know, man, just stay there and figure it out for yourself.
The title quote is for Vinny, who is fairly certain I won’t make it through the night. Tonight I sleep in the infamous Clown Motel of Tonopah, NV.
Vinny, if I meet my demise tonight, I will Facebook Live it as promised. Continue reading “Day 12: We’re all going to die, all of us; what a circus! – CB”
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.
Once upon a time I had a craving for biscuits and gravy. Bob Evans wasn’t going to cut it. I needed the real stuff. A quick Google search of “best biscuits and gravy” turned up the Loveless Cafe in Nashville, TN. And just like that a trip was planned for the weekend. I would leave shortly on an 800 mile trip for breakfast in December of 2010.