Monday, November 2, 2009

Cape Cod



First a pic of Stacey at the loom. She looks like she fits well there, doesn't she?
I believe I mentioned Cape Cod. Monday after the Apple Festival, we boarded a charter bus with a mixed bag of church folks and headed out. They call these the Buses of Death. We weren't the youngest ones on board but we were close. The number of extreme oldsters means that a successful trip is one that brings back all the folks that go. We ride for 3 hours at a time taxing the kidneys and bladders of all. There is an onboard toilet but it's for emergency use only. One cultivates the ability to sleep sitting up. Opportunities to sleep are limited, however, as one must play games and watch dvds of music non stars of the 1950's. When one does stop, it's to partake of the rich cuisine of the service plazas. Your choices are normally limited to McDonalds or worse. There is worse, much worse.
We rode the interstates across Ohio and Pennsylvania between walls of rock and trees. It's remarkably like being in a tunnel. Once in a while, we would glimpse the occasional farm. We ended our days trip in Wilkes-Barre, PA.
Wilkes-Barre must go out heavily for Halloween. All the houses on the drive in were really creepy. I admit I didn't see any decorations but it must take a lot of time to get that look right so decorations must come at the last minute. Our motel was plush, complete with internet access and cable. Our meal was a buffet , not a great buffet but edible. We had a good nights sleep.
The hotel served a good breakfast the next morning and it was back on the bus. We finished crossing PA, then New York and Massachusetts ending at our motel. This one was not plush. The sheets would spring off the bed and try to strangle you like a snake. It was necessary to fold the toilet tissue 4 times to attempt to use it. The only saving grace was a refrigerator and a 7-11 next door.
The next morning we had breakfast at Mollys. The pancakes were good but small. Bacon is bacon where ever you go. Our tour guide managed to look older than our fellow tourists and it's hard to do that without carrying full life support along. I don't remember where we went day by day but I'll give you the highlights.

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