NEW JERSEY 11/17
--Penske truck arrives late, like an hour and a half late.
--Barely shoved everything I own on this earth (save a few items, namely my Good to Great book and my hiking boots) into the 12' truck. Had to rearrange a few times, during which I chose not to watch my poor rattan Anthropologie chair being manhandled.
--We drive through SNOW to arrive in Somerset, PA. Snow.
--The PENNA TURNPIKE road signs are the largest road sign I have seen in my life. Are they, perhaps, meant to be a signal to the aliens who are planning to invade in 2008, having watched their experiment fail miserably, the humans ruining Planet Earth? Do I watch too many x-files reruns?
--Dinner at Ruby Tuesday an emotional rollercoaster as I realized they had Bogle Old Vine Zinfandel, ordered it, and was told by the Alpha Chi Omega waitress that they were out of it.
SOMERSET, PA/FALLINGWATER 11/18
--Braved snow, which was falling in large, wet flakes, to drive to FALLINGWATER, Frank Lloyd Wright's masterpiece. Arrived safely.
--Fallingwater f'ing rad, and the tour guide regaled us with the usual stories of FLW's large ego. Beautiful. Did not buy anything at gift shop, as am still
unemployed.
--Ate at Muriale's in Fairmont, WV, which, incidentally, is the birthplace of Mary Lou Retton.
--Weather on trip turned out to be gorgeous, beautiful views of the Appalachians.
--Was the inagural listen of my new playlist, entitled Road Trip 07, which features some fine examples of American and British Rock and Roll, most notably ZZ Top's Sharp Dressed Man. Arrived in Wytheville, VA.
--Gourmet dinner at Wendy's of salads. No Zinfandel disappointment for me tonight, no sir.
--Watched Amazing Race and was pissed the emotionally unstable woman and her kind boyfriend won. That's what you get for helping people, pretty Latin sisters.
WYTHEVILLE VA/GADSDEN AL 11/19
--Small workout this morning. Felt much better.
--drove all morning to arrive in Knoxville, TN where we found Litton's, cornucopia of deliciousness. We found it in Roadfood. Thank you, roadfood, for one of the best burgers I have had in my life. Called the Thunder Road, it was topped with pimiento cheese, grilled onions, and jalapeno. Fries, and a slice of red velvet cake to go, and we are on our way! Why is it that I could almost be a vegetarian except for that darn burger every now and again?
--Afternoon beautiful again, and we arrived early in Gadsden. Thank God, as the bustling social scene here requires hours of investment.
--Pissed that when we crossed into the Central Time Zone, my dad's phone switched to CST automatically but mine required the phone equivalent of control-alt-delete. Note to self to call Verizon.
--Lonnie's roadhouse or some such bastion of the American physique for dinner, struggling to find something healthy to nourish my cells after lunch. Dad almost ate a biscuit until he found it swimming in a wading pool of liquid butter substitute.
That about does it. Photos to come soon. Takeaways from the last three days: glad to be out of NYC finally, I feel free. Strange. And good. And liberating. Also feel like this trip is renewing my romance with America. Feel like I have been gone for a while...
Speaking of romance, it's time to get ready for the Bachelor finale.
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