Day One

Woman trainee at McDonald's training our age struggling to deal with hamburger tech register interface.   Trying to escape from facing stock market “slump”  being bombarded by multiple blaring mac  monitors plus a wall full of bing bang video game monitors for kids and FOXNews breathless rabid  reporters shouting out the latest threat to our freedom oozing from the fetid marshes of Obamanism.  Trying to sit and enjoy a grease dripping sausage /egg burrito vowing to eat healthier for the rest of the way and feeling it was good to get that out of my system.

New York and Pennsylvania rest stop men’s room urinals no partitions between urinals men end up leaning away from each other to preserve privacy.  Virginia “Welcome Center” complements its warm sophisticated red brick colonial architecture and courteous almost gentile reception desk staff with a serious bow to civility by placing substantial barriers between urinals.  All of a sudden, in restaurants, motels, rest stops it seems like people are “nicer.”    Northern Virginia, rolling through the fabled Shenendoah valley is visually satisfying. Farmsteads look prosperous and peaceful.  Rolling fields accented by mountain ridges on both sides.  Horse farms with well-kept white fences.  Grazing cattle.  Stacks of round bales of hay.  Unpleasantly interrupted by giant structural steel crosses and huge billboards proclaiming ‘READ THE BIBLE! ABSOLUTE, TRUE, FINAL!   Covered about 500 miles on our first day.  Approaching Roanoke