To Ohio and back again: a photo journey (with cat pics)

The following photos document my recent journey between Charlotte, NC and northern Ohio to take my ex-girly back to her home. These photos are mostly of the journey back; for obvious reasons I did not document the journey there, with the sole exception of the first photo below.

While exhausting, it was a fruitful trip in that the 8-hour drive on the way to Ohio gave the two of us ample time to decompress our relationship, and the 8-hour drive back gave me ample time to reflect on my reasoning for ending said relationship, as well as sort out the bittersweet emotional pangs that would bombard me in between the crushing boredom.

I hope to share that boredom with you, the dear reader! No, there will be no pictures of bears, young girly ass, or delicious-looking food like on Trilema. No mechanical Satan, or Coors-drinking piano men like on Trinque's blog, and no fascinating headstones with starvin' marvin Jesus like on Bingology.

Nope. Buckle-up and prepare to sleep. Forget theĀ barbiturates and leave that milk in the fridge. If you are looking for an insomnia remedy, then you have found it. Behold, the journey (but there will be some cat pics at the end, at least!):

The above is right before the journey when I stopped for an iced coffee at the newly built Dunkin' Donuts down the street down from my house. If you look into the horizon, you can make out the skyline of 'uptown' Charlotte, NC. The saltmine I slave at is actually visible from here (about 25 minutes away).

Now for the journey home. I left my hotel in Ohio at about 10am and set out to take some pics before hitting the road.1 I also was seeking some breakfast:

Ohio! It is flat, has corn, and some cows. The latter two not depicted. I must say, though, the weather the morning I left was quite beautiful. None of the humidity of the moist and sub-tropical North Carolina.

Some trucks parked somewhere. The majority of the pictures in this post were taken with one hand while driving at ~60-80 mph (that's ~96-128 km/h for our friends who use the much saner metric system). As such, many of these photos had to be taken without looking so please excuse if they aren't the best quality!

Industry.

Barn! Did you know Ohio has a very large Amish population?

[Insert sex joak / Putin joak here]

"Holy Toledo!"

Their signage has always "cracked me up"

I first stopped here to get some breakfast before starting my journey home, but they were closed for Labor Day >:[

They fry a good egg, though, which is harder to find than you'd think.

I stopped here for breakfast. Had some good corned-beef hash (something I can't find in the South very often), but my eggs were under-cooked!! Quick service though, especially considering the fact that they were packed.

Erie County Walmart. Stopped here for batteries for my camera. Good thing too because it ate through about 8 AA batteries over the course of the trip.

Here we go; I would remain on I-77 for the next 6 hours. At least I wouldn't get lost.

And here we have a toll booth. I think I spent about $25 total in tolls over the 600 mile (965 kilometer) journey.

I'll do my best.

Here we have a very patriotic overpass. If you look, you can also make out the bug guts on my windshield. They will make appearances for the remainder of this post.

Moar industry. What exactly I do not know.

I coincidentally ended up stopping for food near this specific Pilot gas station. I then came to the realization that this was the very gas station that I had stopped at with the ex-girly on the way to Ohio, and that it was the very last place we stopped at together. Some feels were had, and then I went into the food place to take a piss. It did not help that they were playing some sad and very apt country song on the radio in the pissing room. I got out of there pretty quick (I also hate country music).

West Virginia welcomes us as we cross over the Ohio River.

Said river. Doesn't look too clean, does it?

Some city in West Virginia. Also kind of a fuzzy photo but I don't care.

Talk about living on the edge!

Need a motor cycle? Perhaps a jet ski? Maybe an entrance?

Exit 99

The neighborhood beef jerky outlet.

I just love how this pic turned out.

A real life Shoney's!2 I ate there mainly for the novelty, but also because I was hungry. If you grew up on the standard american cvasi-cuisine and are familiar with Golden Corral and Denny's/Ihop, then you can imagine Shoney's as a cross between the two, only cheaper and with more hospitable service.

Not sure what this is, but I liked it.

Let's see what they have to offer.

Ah, I see.

Hmm, okay.

Back on the road again. Oh, I-77 South, take me home.

They are nationally-ranked.

The last picture I could get in before the sun set. Bugs be damned, I thought it was beautiful.

Imagine if this was how your eyes processed light at night?? Needless to say, no night pics survived the cut, and as such the final hours of the trip were left undocumented (not that there was much left to document).

Now for cat pics! That same night I went back to my now-empty house. I must say, it was another feel-inducing experience, as most of the items from my shared life from the girly were still intact. 8 years' worth of items and remnants of life scattered about in a ghost house. I spent a few minutes wandering around and taking it in before hearing some rustling and some noise from upstairs.

You see, there was one item in specific that I had came back for that night:

You can tell she was snoozin' by the dazed eyes.

Prepare for transport!

First steps in the apartment; her new home.

"What the fuck?"

"Huh?"

Dat booty though.

A very thorough cat.

Enjoy the counter privileges while they last, girl.

"A Picard figure? Gay."

I think she'll be fine.

  1. I had lived there for 6 years, mind, so I was a tad melancholy knowing that this may be the last time I saw it. I mean this in earnest! []
  2. This is an obscure reference to a work of fiction that some people in the audience may get. We will see. []

8 Responses to “To Ohio and back again: a photo journey (with cat pics)”

  1. > for obvious reasons

    It didn't occur to me the reasons were obvious before ; but now that you say they were I'm stuck considering... so did the whole trip to Ohio actually come out of a "take off your panties, bend over an' smile to the camera both ways or else it's back to Ohio for you" sorta situation, aka a failure of photodocumentation ? Is that what the author intended to convey ?

    An eye versed in literary criticism is a terrible curse.

    > Behold, the journey

    You know, Ohio actually looks a lot like Romania ?

    O wait, that was actually "the skyline of Charlotte". This shit is sad, man. You gotta get the fuck out ; if not necessarily to live, at the very least to see.

    Speaking of pics : it'd prolly be a good idea to adjust your pics so they're as wide as your text column. There's a setting in mp-wp establishing how big the automated resizer should make them, fit that to the theme in this sense.

    > Good thing too because it ate through about 8 AA batteries over the course of the trip.

    Seriously, get a li-ion acumulator battery, this is ridiculous, your per-picture average fixed cost exceeds mine by like two orders of magnitude for no fucking reason. The republican standard's a sony, can't go wrong with that.

    Incidentally, after the bears encounter I had a fellow mount front/rear cameras on Florimund. Cost a coupla hundy or so all told, but will save 6h of hd footage in a loop and can take 4kpx resolution shots. Unobtrusive enough, and the manual's a bounty of unintentional engrish lulz, almost worth buying just for that. Plus apparently the footage's admissible proof in yurpycourt (which comes with the extra benefit of optionality, you only reference it if advantageous lol).

    > A real life Shoney's

    Nope, not got...

    > I ate there mainly for the novelty, but also because I was hungry.

    Bwahahaha. If you keep up with this, there's probably a future in deadpan comedy for you.

    Allow me to quote from said manual, for cross-pollination purposes mainly, but also because it's funny :

    >> Thank you for purchasing the HD driving recorder produced by our company.
    >> Do not operate the unit during driving to avoid traffic accidents caused by energy dispersion.
    >> Do not expose to high temperatures or direct sunlight for a long time, especially in the car.
    >> Please do not be in a humid, flammable or explosive environment with corrosive gases or liquids.
    >> Do not disassemble, modify or repair the device yourself, as this may result in serious damage such as equipment damage. Or fire.
    >> The information provided in this manual is intended to be accurate.
    >> You are not allowed to copy or translate all or part of this manual for commercial activities.
    >> The company reserves the right of final interpretation of the contents of this manual.

    Cute kitten ; fwir a place with good palm-width ledges to walk in is the best kind of place, according to the cat.

  2. @Lobbes: A++ lap tiger. How did you train her to go in the crate ?

    @Mircea Popescu: I think I have that very same car camera. Complete with the cited "engrish".

  3. Funny how there's "such variety" of items everyone sane ends up with the same exact thing. They might as well call it Drujba and make it unique, for all the difference "market economy" makes irl.

  4. lobbes says:

    @Mircea Popescu

    > Is that what the author intended to convey ?

    You know, the great thing about a blog is that I can begin to discover that what I off-handedly think as obvious to myself is not necessarily obvious to others!

    No, I only meant that I was preoccupied on the drive up and thus no motivation to photodocument. I like your interpretation better though.

    > This shit is sad, man. You gotta get the fuck out ; if not necessarily to live, at the very least to see.

    I tell you, the more time passes the more I want to, especially now that the finality of that relationship is hitting me. I keep having doubts about if I made the right decision in ending it (i.e. "maybe I just wasn't trying enough to communicate" "maybe this was my jumpy reasoning all over again", etc.). I keep writing my reasoning down in a notepad which will probably become a blog post at some point. In either case, what is done is done and I gotta look forward I guess.

    On the other hand, I have a few unrelated personal reasons for delaying such a trip. What comes to mind is getting the house cleared out, applying some repairs, selling it, reconnecting with some of my old meatwot back in MA (good friends I have neglected over the years and would like to see sooner than later), further exploration of new meatwot I'm building here in NC (various experienced bdsm peoples I have met that I'd like to capitalize on for further knowledge growth while the "iron is hot"), plus I am not ready to leave current saltmine for good and I only have so many vacation days saved.

    I'm thinking that come January, though, I may take a few weeks to visit BingoBoingo at the very least. Would be nice to get the fuck out of the reich for a spell and clear my head. Fuck, maybe by then I'll just jump the fence for good, who knows. I need some time to sort some stuff out in either case.

    > The republican standard's a sony, can't go wrong with that.

    I'ma look into this. Ty!

    > Bwahahaha. If you keep up with this, there's probably a future in deadpan comedy for you.

    Ty ty, what a terrific audience.

    > Do not disassemble, modify or repair the device yourself, as this may result in serious damage such as equipment damage. Or fire.
    > The company reserves the right of final interpretation of the contents of this manual.

    Hahaha, this shit is gold. Ty for sharing.

    @Stanislav Datskovskiy

    Interestingly enough, she just has a natural curiosity of most everything which works in my advantage in instances such as this. All I do is put her head near the entrance and she goes in about half-way on her own, after which I just nudge her butt a little bit and she goes in the rest of the way.

    Now, for more resistant felines I've found two main methods that work. Either you can motivate them in via food and then trap them in before they notice, or else you need to get a crate/carrier that's many times their size and just "brute force" 'em in (specifically the *opening* needs to be big enough that they cannot easily grab onto the sides of the entrance).

  5. Diana Coman says:

    "she just has a natural curiosity of most everything which works in my advantage" - for a second there I thought you were talking about the girlfriend (then I remembered it was ex so it didn't actually fit).

  6. nicoleci says:

    Ah, this post gives me so much nostalgia for the Midwest! The dirty ol' Ohio River, pet supplies 'plus' (nowhere have I seen pet stores as large as in the us; which can be a problem when stocking kinky things), walmart, and shoney's has to be a rick and morty reference. Your cat has nice socks.

  7. lobbes says:

    @Diana Coman

    LOL. I could imagine additional lulz if you did not realize by the time you got to the "specifically the *opening* needs to be big enough that they cannot easily grab onto the sides of the entrance" portion

    @nicoleci

    Aha! You got teh Rick and Morty reference (it was a pretty obscure one at that, so I'm surprised anyone did tbh).

    Btw I passed your compliment on to my cat, which was met with nothing but a sleepy ear twitch.

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