Posts tagged: Travel

The trip I want to take

The wife and I have been kicking around the idea of dropping off the baby and the dogs with some poor unsuspecting soul and taking a short trip somewhere for maybe about two or three nights.  Nothing too expensive or extravagent but nice enough that we can just relax and enjoy ourselves.

That is what we will probably end up doing.  However, that’s not the trip I want to take.

Here’s the trip I would love to be able to take some day… preferably in the fall.  I’d fly to Maine, maybe Bangor since that is where a lot of Stephen King books took place, and rent a nice comfortable car.  Then head north to Quebec and see that just because.  Then head south down through Vermont and New Hampshire to get to Boston and have some Clam Chowder.  That would rock.

We’d head west then and in to Pennsylvania to see a true national landmark: Hershey!  Tour the facilities and ride the rides at the park.  Then drive through Pittsburgh just to mark it off the map on our way to Sandusky, OH to visit Cedar Point where more roller coasters and other various rides would be ridden till I was hoarse from screaming like a little girl.  We would head west again towards Chicago and stay with our friends there for a night.  Off again after breakfast we’d head north through Madison, WI and stop in at the Mall of America near Minneapolis.  I’ve been there but Michelle hasn’t.

We could then head southwest a little towards Sioux Falls and head to the Badlands via Hwy 90.  That place is very cool but I haven’t been there since I was little.  After a few pictures we would continue on 90 to Billings, Montana and then through the skinny part of Idaho and into Spokane, WA.  Since we are that close we would probably spend a night in Seattle and then stop in Olympia to see Yoshi and Meesh.  We could then take Hwy 5 south to Portland and visit Katie and then continue on to California  probably splitting off to 199 at Grants Pass to get to the coastal highway.

All the way to San Francisco to spend a night or two sightseeing and then back on the 101 to go through Los Angeles and then stop in San Diego.  For fun we could go an hour out of our way to cross the border into Tiajuana for a beer and trinkets and then find our way back across to Hwy 8 and take that to Tucson, AZ.  Off again and into Texas we would pass through El Paso and head southeast to San Antonio and then Houston on our way to New Orleans in Louisiana.

We would pass through Gulfport, Mississippi and Mobile, Alabama and travel the length of the Florida pan-handle to get to Jacksonville where we would steer that poor mistreated rental due north.  We could take Hwy 95 to Savannah, GA and then continue on… maybe go to Charleston… maybe not.  It looks kind of out of the way.  Probably just stay on 95 to Raleigh in North Carolina and then off to the coast again.  I’m thinking Virginia Beach.

Then based on the map it looks like there is a bridge that will take you on to this strange island or maybe it’s a peninsula called Delaware.  I’m not even sure that is part of the United States.  May need to have our passports there too.  Hehe.  Then up to Philadelphia as we re-enter Pennsylvania because the alternative is New Jersey and no one needs to see that.

If we had to return the car to Maine where we rented it then I suppose we would travel past New York City and maybe drive through Rhode Island because seriously… how long could that possibly take?  Perhaps stop in somwhere else for some clam chowder to wrap up the trip and back to the rental place and then to the airport.

I wonder how many miles that would be?

Back again

Just got back to St. Louis late last night after spending six days in New York City busting my ass working with two of my colleagues.  We clocked in over 80 hours to integrate in a newly aquired office.  I am beat.  The only reason I even came in to work today is because there was a meeting that I wanted (not required) to attend.

The only time I got to see anything in the city was when we left the office a little after 10 or 10:30pm on Saturday and walked to Times Square and ate at Planet Hollywood.  I used to think NYC looked crowded but after spending a few years in Hong Kong the busy streets of Times Square seemed barely crowded at all.  Not everyone shared my opinion, hehe.

I’m heading home in a few minutes.  I miss my family and I need a serious baby fix.

Friday Mussings

Yes, I did mean that.

Finally – its Friday!  Yesterday I thought it was Friday all day.  Imagine my disappointment when I was leaving for the day and people were saying “See you tomorrow!”  And I’m thinking to myself “pshaw… I’m not coming in on Saturd… dammit!”  And you’d think I’d know what day it was since it was a comic posting day.  Sheesh.

Me and two of my co-workers travelled into the deepest darkest depths of North Africa for lunch yesterday to get take-out from Crown Candy Kitchen.  I’d never been there before so I figured what the hell, why not?  Let me tell you… we couldn’t have looked more lost if we had a neon sign flashing above us with the word LOST written in 20 foot tall glowing letters.  Imagine this: Three white guys in button down shirts driving down the side streets of North St. Louis in a shiny silver BMW.  Me in the passenger sheet holding three pages of Google Maps trying to figure out which way to go when the route we are taking is inexplicably cut off by a street closure.  Yeah.

But we found it and made it inside without hearing a single gunshot (although to be fair there was a lot of road construction happening nearby so we might have missed it) and I have to admit its a pretty neat place.  A throw-back to the 50’s or 60’s in style, decor, seating… everything.  OK not everything.  The prices are insane.  It cost me almost $12 for a ham & cheese sandwich with some potato chips and a marshmallow malt.  What the hell?  Up here?  Who can afford that in this area?  Sadly, the candy prices were even higher.  Have they never heard of Wal-Mart?  It was good, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t think I’ll be taking that particular safari again any time soon.

On the way back to the office my friend was showing off and punched the accelerator on the BMW.  We rocketed back and then he slowed down abruptly.  I asked him what that was for, thinking maybe he saw a cop.  He said we were doing 95 MPH and he didn’t want to take the Broadway exit ramp.  I called him a pussy.  There’s no other response possible at that point really.  If he’d have floored it and got another 20 or 30 MPH on it we could have taken that ramp, hit the apex, and flown right over the parking garage – through the side of our building and into his parking spot in the garage.  But no.  He slowed down and took another exit.  Pussy.

I brought my lunch today….

An update

A long holiday weekend.  Time to relax and sleep in and generally enjoy yourself.  Yeah right.

Thursday night, the power went out and didn’t come back on until almost the afternoon on Friday.  We went to bed with the window open and no breeze and sweated.  I barely slept and I’m sure Muse didn’t sleep well either.  I woke up the next morning and took a shower by flashlight and skipped breakfast because we couldn’t open the fridge.

Friday I was exhausted at work and luckily it was only moderately busy.  But then I get home and we have to get packed up and drive 100 miles down to the country to visit with Muse’s family.  Highway 55 was completely stopped in Barnhart for some unknown reason so we had to fight a parking lot of cars to get off the highway and take some backroads to get out of the mess.  Needless to say that 100 mile trip became much longer than normal.

Of course we had to go visit people who are up drinking (unlike us) instead of going to sleep.  We didn’t get to crash until around 1:30am Saturday.  I’m pretty sure I’d only been asleep for 15 minutes when Muse woke me up with hallucinations of a large spider crawling on me.  Which wouldn’t be completely out of the question considering no one had been in the house we were staying at for a while.  But no.  No spider.  OK back to bed.  Another restless night on an ancient and uncomfortable bed only gives us marginally more sleep than the night before.  At least there is some air-conditioning.

Saturday was spent visiting various family members who all live near each other but can’t really stand one another.   It wasn’t horrible, but it would be so much nicer if Muse’s family could just quit worrying about who is screwing over who for what and just get together so we could see them all at once.  I get so sick of telling and hearing the same stories five times because each visit is like another day of Groundhog Day forever doomed to repeat.

Of course being tired and sleep deprived, I really wanted to get out of the country and back to St. Louis while there was still some daylight.  And of course that didn’t happen.  At least we got some dinner out of the deal before we stayed even longer.  Dinner which didn’t sit well with me unfortunately.  But finally we got on the road and Muse layed back in the seat and proceeded to sleep the next hour of the trip home.  Good thing the new car has satellite radio to keep me entertained.  So we got back in around 11:30pm and had to take care of the dogs and probably didn’t get to bed till around 12:30am or so.  And then I set the alarm for 6:45am.

On Sunday morning we got up early and met our real estate agent to view a bunch of houses in the South County area.  No luck.  We finished up and headed home.  Muse took a nap and I joined her.  Unfortunately my lingering cough that I’ve had since I returned from Hong Kong cropped up and gave me coughing fits.  OK no nap for me.  The rest of Sunday was fairly uneventful and we started a big jigsaw puzzle with my Mom and Step-Dad for lack of anything better to do.  Besides, when was the last time I did one of those?  Who knows.

We stayed up late again and set the alarm for 6:30am.  More house viewings on Monday morning.  Needless to say, we were one of the only cars on the road at 7:45am on Labor Day.    We went on a marathon run of house viewings and only found one maybe and another possibly-maybe.  Muse took another nap in the afternoon and I helped finish up the jigsaw puzzle.

Party on dudes.  Party on.

They are alive

I’ve talked and chatted with Muse.  Her and all the animals are alive and well after their grueling trip halfway around the world.  It seems that no one messed their cages this time through which is very surprising.  Two of the three we sent to Hong Kong were disgusting messes when we received them.  Muse got lucky on that one.  So did the importer I suppose.

Muse is suffering from some jetlag as she chatted with me at what would have been 1:30am back in the States.  The dogs are crashed and the cats are off exploring the new environment.  If that’s the worst of it all then we couldn’t ask for more.

I imagine she will be updating her site pretty soon to tell everyone all about it.

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