Don't drive through Cleveland.
Don't ride on the interstate. It is boring, you are buffeted and our
country becomes generic.
Don't eat fast food.
Don't ride into the sunset.
Freshly cut soybeans smell like "weed", yet no one smokes soybeans.
Things I loved:
The smells, the flowers, the beautiful farmhouses and the abandoned
ones.
The church in the picture, standing tall and alone on a county road
in Ohio and named St. Gaspar de Buffalo.
The signs in front of churches and funeral homes with life messages,
such as, "Kindness is contagious. Catch it." (They do the same thing
in NC, but not in Essex Jct.)
The Fifth Third National Bank. What committee negotiated this name?
The combo car wash and pet wash. Apparently you put your animal on
your luggage carrier and ride through.
I recently read "In Defense of Food". The author says the average
farm used to grow 16 different crops producing fertile soil and
healthy food. They now grow two: corn and soybeans. Welcome to OHIO.
Before we left Brenda warned us we would be entering the "red
states". I thought we would be fine. I've seen several Obama
signs. Of course, they were both in the same yard, but
nevertheless....... Yesterday we passed a John Birch Society sign.
Pray for us.
2 comments:
Isn't most fast food fried? What are you guys eating, by the way - so far we haven't heard anything about the food.
Since when have you avoided fast food? Any Creemie stands or snack shacks along the route? If so, I guess you'll have to step on the gas instead of the brake.
Better hide your Obama t-shirt for a while.
Butch
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