Well hello everyone!
I am writing this post from the comfort of the Fairfield Inn Marriot in Charleston, West Virginia. As I sit here, directly in the center of my king size bed, I am reflecting on my first day of travel. It's hard to believe that it is already June 21, 2012. I'm about to be a senior in college.... when did that happen?
Today I drove a total of six hours west on my voyage to Berea, Kentucky. Upon waking this morning, I would be lying if I said I felt completely confident. This could be due to the fact that I've never driven this far on my own, or the fact that I was half asleep fumbling with my phone as I try to check and see what time it was. Do you ever have mornings where you wake up in a complete panic because you feel like you've slept 8 hours, yes 8, past the time you were supposed to be up only to realize that you are 3 hours early? Welp, that's what happened to me this morning. After the adrenaline rush, my sympathetic nervous system was roarin' away so I decided I might as well get up.
After wasting away two hours drinking coffee and watching Lost (I know I'm behind the times), I decided to load up the car only to find that absolutely EVERYTHING WAS COVERED IN GRASS. Thanks Dad, ;). Finally, I cleaned everything up a bit and was on the road.
When I say on the road, I actually mean on my way to Target. You see, the Doctor who I am staying with in Kentucky (Dr. Zook, she's awesome by the way), used to be from the East coast. Obviously it would be cruel to go there without taking a copious amount of tastycakes and Utz Potato chips! I barge into Target on a mission, amidst the old people and housewives with screaming children, I take to the snack aisle like bull in a china shop. I tell you that aisle didn't know what hit it! Three family sized bags of potato chips and four boxes of tastycakes later, I flee to the checkout counter.
Of course, everyone working the checkout at Target at 9:30am is well into their social security checks. I chose a line that I think is going to be the fastest but to my dismay, I am wrong. After she checks out the three people in front of me, she decides to scold me about the horrors of eating so many snacks so early in the morning. Did she really believe that I was going to eat three bags of potato chips and four boxes of tastycakes for my breakfast? I mean, I love food.... but not that much. Talk about a sugar crash. She then tried to get me to sign up for a Target credit card for another 15 minutes. I finally left and was on the road. About 10 miles down I-695 I realize, FOR SHAME I HAVE LEFT MY DIET COKE ON THE COUNTER AT TARGET! (Oh hey first world problems...) However, it is not worth the trek back so I carried on.
The first two hours of the trip went surprisingly well even though the Carly Rae Jepsen "Call Me Maybe" count was already up to twelve. It had gotten to the point where I even danced to it a little bit.... It was mildly terrifying. As I crossed into West Virginia, I began to get concerned. I passed such things as "Negro Mountain" and "Biscuit World", there was a man who looked like anorexic Santa Clause with overalls hitchhiking on the side of the road. As much "future husband potential" as he had, I decided not to pick him up. Did I mention this was all on a major interstate?
As I proceeded on, I decided to stop in Morgantown to grab some grub and fuel up. I stepped out of my car, took about three steps and two young gentlemen called me over to their car to ask for a favor. Of course I was hesitant at first. While one boy slid a ten dollar bill over the side of his car I started to back away. Then he said, "Would you be able to go in and buy us some 40's?" Not registering at first, because in Maryland we do not sell booze at gas stations, I was a little concerned. I politely told them no and that I was from out of town. After the paranoia that I looked old finished setting in, I got back on the road and drove the rest of the way to Charleston.
Mother Earth must have known I was coming because about ten minutes outside of town, BOOM pouring down rain. I pull up to the hotel and wait in my car for about fifteen minutes hoping the rain will stop. Of course, it didn't so I braved the weather into the Best Western. As I go through the doors, all of the lights are out and there was a HUGE line. I thought to myself "Screw this!" and went next door to the Marriot where they had both power and free internet with your stay. After checking in, I look out side and the sun is shining...
We'll see what adventures tomorrow brings and hopefully I'll be in Kentucky by the afternoon!
Until Next Time,
~Wacko Jacko~
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