Tag / Arbys

by admin

Travelling The 50 States – West Virginia

Over my 48 years, I’ve done my fair share of travelling across these United States.  I thought it would be an interesting experiment go look back at those trips to each of the 31 states I have visited (62% isn’t bad, is it?) and see if, and when, I may be returning.  Working in alphabetical order, we continue today with the 35th state to be added to the Union: West Virginia.

State: West Virginia
Joined the Union: 1863
Visits: 1

I’ve made a single trip to (or through) the Mountain State, in 2016.

On a road trip to Disney World by way of Roanoke, Virginia, I made my only trip to West Virginia.  After stopping for the night in Chillicothe, Ohio, day two on the road trip took us out of Ohio and into West Virginia.  Eventually, we found ourselves at a West Virginian gas station/Arby’s, where Jeff and I managed to grab some lunch while Val tried to settle herself and purchased copious amounts of Dramamine.  And yes, an Arby’s attached to a gas station in West Virginia was just like you imagine it would be.  The workers were slow and the customers were… special, I guess is the word I would use.  I can’t really think of a way to describe the people around us without coming off as a northern elitist, but think about what the people who go to an Arby’s in West Virginia would look like and you’re not far off.  I will say it was the first time I’ve ever witnessed a family say grace in a fast-food establishment.

Will I return?  God, I hope not.

by admin

Travelling The 50 States – Virginia

Over my 48 years, I’ve done my fair share of travelling across these United States.  I thought it would be an interesting experiment go look back at those trips to each of the 31 states I have visited (62% isn’t bad, is it?) and see if, and when, I may be returning.  Working in alphabetical order, we continue today with the 10th state to be added to the Union: Virginia.

State: Virginia
Joined the Union: 1788
Visits: 2

Over the years, I’ve two trips to Old Dominion, in 2016 and in 2018.

My first foray in Virgina came in 2016, on a road trip from Chicago to Disney World.  Arriving about fifteen hours behind schedule, we finally managed to get to Jeff’s apartment in beautiful Roanoke.  After schlepping our luggage up to the third floor, it was time to relax and take in all the sights Virginia had to offer.  And what it had to offer was a White Sox spring training game on the MLB Network and the first four episodes of the recently released Daredevil season 2 on Netflix.  A take-out Chinese dinner was the capper on the day, after which we retreated to different rooms and called it a day.

Things got off to an early start, for me at least, as I found Saturday night’s dinner not agreeing with me very well.  When I woke up for real on Sunday morning, Jeff had been out to the market and had returned with bagels and other items and fresh coffee being brewed.  Eventually, Val woke up and the three of us spent the morning eating breakfast and watching the Sunday morning news shows.

After taking in a fifth episode of the new season of Daredevil, we decided to head out on the second leg of the trip, with Disney World our next destination.  Our first stop was at the Wendy’s in Ridgeway, Virginia, about an hour into the trip.  While certain people tried to once again get their bearings, I went in and bought lunch for both Jeff and myself.  Val expressed interest in some curly fries, perhaps intrigued by the previous day’s stop at Arby’s, but the Hardee’s across the street did not offer them and there was no Arby’s in sight.  Over Val’s objections, Jeff vowed to stop at the next Arby’s we found to get her those curly fries, but we oddly did not see one for the rest of the day.

I made my second trip to Virginia in late July of 2018 to celebrate Jeff’s 50th birthday.  The trip started Thursday night after work, when Val and I caught a flight to Roanoke.  The three of us worked remotely on Friday before heading out for dinner and to see the sights of Roanoke, which basically was The Roanoke Star and a grocery store.  Saturday, we headed out early to hike up Catawba Mountain to McAfee Knob.  With an elevation of 3,197 feet and a trail distance of approximately 4.4 miles, McAfee Knob is one of the highlights of the Appalachian Trail.  It took quite an effort on my part, and probably more time than we were planning, but the views from the top, not to mention the satisfaction of one of my traveling companions, were worth it.  The trip back down was a bit easier, thanks to a fire road, but a small stumble by yours truly certainly made things interesting.  Sunday was spent relaxing and recovering from the strain of the previous day, until it was time to head back to the airport and fly home.

Will I return?  One day, I’d imagine.

by admin

Travelling The 50 States – Pennsylvania

Over my 48 years, I’ve done my fair share of travelling across these United States.  I thought it would be an interesting experiment go look back at those trips to each of the 31 states I have visited (62% isn’t bad, is it?) and see if, and when, I may be returning.  Working in alphabetical order, we continue today with the 2nd state to be added to the Union: Pennsylvania.

State: Pennsylvania
Joined the Union: 1787
Visits: 2

I’ve made two visits to the Keystone State, first in 2003 on my way to New York and then again in 2005 to take in some afternoon baseball.

My first trip to, or rather through, Pennsylvania came on the last Saturday in March of 2003.  While heading east on I-80 on a road trip to New York. we stopped somewhere in Pennsylvania for lunch at an Arby’s.  This particular Arby’s happened to have a breakfast buffet, which was not something I had seen before or seen since.  The customers of this Arby’s seemed like they would have been more at home in the hills of Appalachia then in Pennsylvania.  One in particular was wearing overalls with no shirt underneath (at least that’s how I remember it) and was waiting patiently for a new batch of bacon to be brought out to the buffet.  Once it was, this hill person got up, emptied the whole tray onto his plate, and returned to his seat to chow down.  Watching in awe, we finished our processed meat sandwiches and headed back out on the road.

I returned to Pennsylvania in May of 2005 to see the Cubs defeat the Pirates 3-2 at Pittsburgh’s PNC Park.  Southwest Airlines was introducing service from Chicago to Pittsburgh and was offering fares for $30 each way, so, with a businessman’s special on the schedule for an early Thursday afternoon, plans were made for a quick daytrip out to Pittsburgh.  We arrived in town and took a bus from the airport to the stadium, where we ate a pregame meal of ribs at the in-stadium Outback Steakhouse.  Yeah, you read that right.  There was an Outback Steakhouse in the stadium.  After the game, there was another bus trip back to the airport for the flight back to Chicago, which seemed to be made up strictly of people who were at the game, as a rousing rendition of Take Me Out To The Ballgame broke out mid-flight.

Will I return?  I certainly hope so, as I still need to add Philadelphia’s Citizens Bank Park to my collection.

by admin

Vacation Recap – Florida Roadtrip Part 2

When we left off last time, we were two days into the road trip and had finally made it to Virginia.  We pick up the tale the following morning.

Sunday

Things got off to an early start, for me at least, as I found Saturday night’s dinner not agreeing with me very well.  After taking care of that particular problem, I found that the guest bathroom in Jeff’s apartment was missing one very important item: toilet paper.  Nothing on the roll, nothing under the sink, and nothing in the little closet.  Thankfully, there was some Kleenex on the back of the toilet, so I was forced to kill that off in order to go about my night.

When I woke up for real on Sunday morning, Jeff had been out to the market and had returned with bagels and other items and fresh coffee being brewed.  After some initial difficulties using the toaster (turns out you need to push the handle all the way down for it to work), I was good to go.  Eventually, Val woke up and the three of us spent the morning eating breakfast and watching the Sunday morning news shows.

At some point, either while waiting for Val to wake up or while she was in the shower (I forget the exact order), Jeff pulled out some of his art books for me to look through, most of which focused on the fantasy realm.  While I’m not the biggest fan of fantasy, my years of comics reading means I can appreciate good art, so, aesthetically, I could appreciate it.  Later, he pulled out his old portfolio and showed Val and me some of his work from college, when he was an art major.  Seeing as I can hardly draw a stick figure, I was impressed by his talent.

After taking in a 5th episode of the new season of Daredevil, we decided to head out on the second leg of the trip, with Disney World our next destination.  Our first stop was at the Wendy’s in Ridgeway, Virginia, about an hour into the trip.  While certain people tried to once again get their bearings, I went in and bought lunch for both Jeff and myself.  Val expressed interest in some curly fries, perhaps intrigued by the previous day’s stop at Arby’s, but the Hardy’s across the street did not offer them and there was no Arby’s in sight.  Over Val’s objections, Jeff vowed to stop at the next Arby’s we found to get her those curly fries, but we oddly did not see one for the rest of the day.

ZaxbySaksWhile traveling through the Carolinas, we kept passing signs for a restaurant called Zaxby’s.  Those of us from Chicago have never encountered such a restaurant, to the point that the website won’t even tell me the closest location to my house.  Anyway, Val asked what type of restaurant it was and Jeff explained that it was a department store, similar to Nordstrom.  Because in the deep south, there is no difference between Zaxby’s and Saks Fifth Avenue.

SundayTripAround 300 miles into the 750 mile journey, we decided to stop for the night.  We found a Hampton Inn in Orangeburg, South Carolina, and, thankfully, this one met with Jeff’s approval.  Once again, got 3 hotel rooms and, since everyone was feeling relatively good and it was still pretty early, we decided to order in some dinner.  Our first attempt failed when the BBQ joint did not have a dinner-time vegetarian option, so we ordered Papa John’s.

When dinner showed up, we found the smash hit Pitch Perfect II on the television, which apparently every one had seen except me.  Once the movie ended, we decided to call it a night a retreat to our separate rooms for the night. Continue reading →

by admin

Vacation Recap – Florida Roadtrip

A few weeks back, I headed out on a road trip to Florida and Disney World by way of Virginia.  To say things did not go as planned would be an understatement.  This is the story of that trip.

Friday

The plan was to leave work around noon, thanks to a meeting I had with the fine folks in AF.  Our first stop was across the street at Mariano’s, to get lunch, snacks for the trip, and a opaque container that would allow Jeff to drink during the drive outside the view of law enforcement.  An hour later, we were on the road, with Val behind the wheel, me in the passenger seat, and Jeff and a case of Blue Moon in the back.  Our destination, Roanoke, Virginia, lay 700 miles away, with an estimated arrival time of 11:30 PM.  Jeff, thinking this road trip was taking place in the early 2000s, had brought along a collection of CDs for us to listen to, which lasted through much of the Illinois portion of the trip.  Eventually, though, we switched to the playlist I had put together, which led to the first amusing tale of the trip.

When Lily Allen’s hit song Fuck You came up on the playlist in Indianapolis, a not-so-slightly inebriated Jeff instantly took to its charms, seeing it as an anthem against his perceived work antagonists.  As the song played, he dialed it up in the iTunes store on his phone, passed it up front to make sure it was the right one, and then purchased it.  More on this later.

Speaking of drunk Jeff, his plan on drinking throughout the drive had an unintended consequence: our estimated arrival time.  He made the cardinal sin of breaking the seal, after which we needed to stop for him to use the bathroom practically ever hour.  Once you added in his smoking time, we spent approximately 20 minutes of every hour standing still, which pushed our expected arrival in Virginia well past midnight.  During one of these stops, in the lovely town of New Castle, Indiana, we even had to find a WalMart in order to replenish the supply of Blue Moon.  Eventually, we made it out of Indiana and into Ohio with Val still behind the wheel.  However, around 7 PM, things started to go wrong.

We were starting to go through some mountainous terrain when Val suddenly started to feel sick.  She pulled off at the next exit, found a driveway next to what appeared to be a trailer park, and stopped to walk around and catch her breath.  Meanwhile, Jeff, claiming he was now sober (but lying through his teeth) decided he would drive once we got back on the road.  I tried to stop him, but he had the keys, it was his car, and Val was in no position to back either one of us, so he won out.  Eventually, we tried to get going again, but had to pull off again at a gas station before we made any real progress.

While Jeff and Val came in and out of the gas station, I started looking for local hotels.  It was obvious at this point that we would not be making it to Virginia, so this was as good a spot as any to stop for the night.  The closest Hampton Inn was about 10 miles back in the other direction, so, after purchasing some Pepto-Bismal, we slowly reversed our course and found the hotel, where Jeff decided he and he alone could help Val, leaving me to babysit the car which he had left in front of the door.  Unfortunately for us, the hotel did not have any double rooms, so, after a bit of finagling, we ended up with 3 rooms for the night in Chillicothe, Ohio, a mere 300 miles short of our intended destination.

chillicotheSaturday

Waking up in beautiful Chillicothe, I showered and headed down for the free breakfast in the hotel lobby, where I ran into a now sober Jeff.  The day was off to a great start, as he had thoughts about this Hampton Inn and how it did not live up to his expectations for the chain.  I had a bed to sleep in and was able to make my own Belgian waffle, so I was content.  Neither one of us had heard from Val since the night before, so we were both anxious to see how she was holding up, hoping, of course, for the best.

Continue reading →

by admin

30 For 30 – Take One Ultimate Road Trip

SheaBoardThe fine folks at away.com have come up with a list of 30 Things Every Traveler Must Do Before They’re 30.  Of those 30, I’ve managed to accomplish 12 of them, or roughly 40% of them, some of which was even before I turned 30.  Today we look at #12 on their list, take one Ultimate Road Trip.  In the year 2003, the Chicago Cubs were scheduled to open their season on Monday, March 31 in Queens against the New York Mets.  What better way to celebrate than with a road trip to New York to take in the festivities?

The trip sort of started out Friday afternoon with a quick jaunt out to the Budget rental facility near O’Hare airport.  They were the one rental agency that didn’t seem to mind that we were taking the car out of state.  It for real started the next morning at 2 AM as we headed out on I-80 heading east.  Very little of interest happened throughout Indiana and Ohio.  Eventually, we stopped for lunch at an Arbys in Pennsylvania.  This particular Arbys happened to have a breakfast buffet, which was weird.  The customers of this Arbys seemed to be more at home in the hills of Appalachia then in Pennsylvania.  One in particular was wearing overalls with no shirt underneath (at least that’s how I remember it) and was waiting patiently for a new batch of bacon to be brought out to the buffet.  Once it was, this hill person got up, emptied the whole tray onto his plate, and returned to his seat to chow down.

After finishing our processed meat sandwiches, we continued on to our final destination: a Howard Johnson hotel in Newark, New Jersey.  From my recollection, the whole trip lasted a little more than 12 hours.  After a brief nap and a few episodes of the Chappelle Show, our plans for the evening required a train ride to Manhattan, which should have been a piece of cake.  There was a train at the airport and an airport shuttle should have come to the hotel every 15-20 minutes.  After waiting for an hour, the shuttle finally showed up, taking us to the Newark airport where we were finally able to take the train into New York City!

Continue reading →