1. Do not leave your wallet home when driving to Connecticut for the day.
2. Always leave home with a full tank of gas, just in case you forget your wallet while driving to Connecticut for the day.
3. Always check under your front seat, just in case your wallet has actually been sitting there all along, and you are a complete idiot.
4. NEVER LEAVE YOUR CAR ALONE FOR 10 DAYS. It will probably feel hurt at your neglect, and possibly even decide to commit auto-cide in your absence.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
VPaNnoying
Trying to use portal from the road is more annoying then waiting in traffic becuase all of Pennsylvania is flooding.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
What happens if I rush a sorority while I'm on the road? Unprofessional?
Overly flirty car rental representative = no thanks.
Super little Fiat w/ a sunroof and free Sirius I ended up with as a result = YES PLEASE.
Best part: Mr. Business Man next to me who got the only other remaining compact car ....a sad, sad little Chevy that certainly wasn't equipped to blast the 90s on 9 all the way to Ann Arbor. SORRY, SIR. Forget the tie and shiny shoes - you too should have dressed in your finest flip flops and sweatpants to impress the rental agent.
Also, Ann Arbor.... you surprise me! Concerningly cute and hip. I do not trust you yet. Perhaps it is because I do not actually trust any college town with more students in it than there are residents in my home town. Too much party in one place. I'm pretty sure one of those frat houses can hold more people than I've lived with over the last three years.... and that's saying something.
Lotto update: no dice in Michigan. Illinois is still the reigning champ as Luckiest State. Good for you, Land of Lincoln. At least you've gotten something going for you.
..... PS, sorry, Illinois. I'm just kidding. We're cool. Missouri, you're ok too (mostly because of your delicious custard and comically large arch).
Super little Fiat w/ a sunroof and free Sirius I ended up with as a result = YES PLEASE.
Best part: Mr. Business Man next to me who got the only other remaining compact car ....a sad, sad little Chevy that certainly wasn't equipped to blast the 90s on 9 all the way to Ann Arbor. SORRY, SIR. Forget the tie and shiny shoes - you too should have dressed in your finest flip flops and sweatpants to impress the rental agent.
Also, Ann Arbor.... you surprise me! Concerningly cute and hip. I do not trust you yet. Perhaps it is because I do not actually trust any college town with more students in it than there are residents in my home town. Too much party in one place. I'm pretty sure one of those frat houses can hold more people than I've lived with over the last three years.... and that's saying something.
Lotto update: no dice in Michigan. Illinois is still the reigning champ as Luckiest State. Good for you, Land of Lincoln. At least you've gotten something going for you.
..... PS, sorry, Illinois. I'm just kidding. We're cool. Missouri, you're ok too (mostly because of your delicious custard and comically large arch).
Travel Tip
Avoid questionable study abroad fair food. No matter how hungry you are that drippy meat sandwich will not be worth it.
It's raining and I'm sad becuase I only packed summer-fall transition outfits.
Benefits of having a delayed flight:
- Airport wifi.
-Time to read magazines at the newsstand.
- Upgraded car rental because they gave away my economy car an hour ago. Boo-yah.
It is the little things.
- Airport wifi.
-Time to read magazines at the newsstand.
- Upgraded car rental because they gave away my economy car an hour ago. Boo-yah.
It is the little things.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
PPS
How many times do I have to change time zones in 48 hours before I am an Official Time Traveler?? I think I am close. My mind is boggled.
the one where Ashleigh gets rich.
I'M A WINNER!
Don't laugh. This is serious.
But wait, let's back up a second.
Remember that time I decided to brave a 5 hour trip from St. Louis to Chicago to see a friend? And didn't consider that it was Labor Day weekend? AND IT TOOK 8 AND A HALF HOURS? After the first three hours (all spent IN Chicago), I didn't know whether I wanted to punch the car, the first person I saw, or my GPS for reminding me that I still had 300 miles to go. The WORST part? About an hour in, I realized I had left my snacks in the trunk.....
Once out of the city, traffic eventually disappeared. Just me, the corn, and a bunch of billboards telling me to find Jesus for the next 5 hours. I was still in rage mode, particularly when radio stations started to disappear and I realized I had brought my fully charged iPod all the way from home, but neglected to bring any sort of device to connect it to a car....
BUT THEN
I stopped in lovely Pontiac, Illinois to get gas. I went in to get a bottle of water and felt reckless.... so asked my friend Ellen behind the counter to give me her finest $1 scratch ticket. I sat in the car scratching away..... $5! and then... ANOTHER $10! ANOTHER $10! ANOTHER $5! OHMYGOSH, $15 MORE!!!
You guys, I won $45 on a $1 ticket! I ran back in to tell Ellen (who was very proud, she announced to the whole convenience store that her girl had just won lots o' money) who handed me a wad of cash. For a brief moment, I forgot everything I hated about Illinois! Forget the traffic! Forget the disgusting heat! Forget the endless corn! I WAS RICH!
I remembered EVERYTHING I hated about Illinois about an hour later, when I hit construction and traffic stopped DEAD. Whatever.
Against all odds, I eventually made it to the Show-Me State. My rage even disappeared (for the most part) after being greeted with a hug, box of cookies, and a cold beer from Kevin, who now wins the award for being my favorite person ever.
Next up: Friend Kevin will have to forcefully drag me back into a car so we can go to the Budweiser brewery (!), the Arch, and a whole host of other things I am told are free, awesome, and at least slightly ridiculous. Who would ever want to spend Labor Day on Cape Cod? This is clearly better than the beach! (?)
OK..... well, time for a breakfast cookie and a shower to prepare for my BIG FIRST DAY IN MISSOURI. Don't worry, I plan to buy a lotto ticket before I leave.
Love,
RWP
PS... Why is Dr. Sulu on TV trying to tell me to learn more about social security?
Don't laugh. This is serious.
But wait, let's back up a second.
Remember that time I decided to brave a 5 hour trip from St. Louis to Chicago to see a friend? And didn't consider that it was Labor Day weekend? AND IT TOOK 8 AND A HALF HOURS? After the first three hours (all spent IN Chicago), I didn't know whether I wanted to punch the car, the first person I saw, or my GPS for reminding me that I still had 300 miles to go. The WORST part? About an hour in, I realized I had left my snacks in the trunk.....
Once out of the city, traffic eventually disappeared. Just me, the corn, and a bunch of billboards telling me to find Jesus for the next 5 hours. I was still in rage mode, particularly when radio stations started to disappear and I realized I had brought my fully charged iPod all the way from home, but neglected to bring any sort of device to connect it to a car....
BUT THEN
I stopped in lovely Pontiac, Illinois to get gas. I went in to get a bottle of water and felt reckless.... so asked my friend Ellen behind the counter to give me her finest $1 scratch ticket. I sat in the car scratching away..... $5! and then... ANOTHER $10! ANOTHER $10! ANOTHER $5! OHMYGOSH, $15 MORE!!!
You guys, I won $45 on a $1 ticket! I ran back in to tell Ellen (who was very proud, she announced to the whole convenience store that her girl had just won lots o' money) who handed me a wad of cash. For a brief moment, I forgot everything I hated about Illinois! Forget the traffic! Forget the disgusting heat! Forget the endless corn! I WAS RICH!
I remembered EVERYTHING I hated about Illinois about an hour later, when I hit construction and traffic stopped DEAD. Whatever.
Against all odds, I eventually made it to the Show-Me State. My rage even disappeared (for the most part) after being greeted with a hug, box of cookies, and a cold beer from Kevin, who now wins the award for being my favorite person ever.
Next up: Friend Kevin will have to forcefully drag me back into a car so we can go to the Budweiser brewery (!), the Arch, and a whole host of other things I am told are free, awesome, and at least slightly ridiculous. Who would ever want to spend Labor Day on Cape Cod? This is clearly better than the beach! (?)
OK..... well, time for a breakfast cookie and a shower to prepare for my BIG FIRST DAY IN MISSOURI. Don't worry, I plan to buy a lotto ticket before I leave.
Love,
RWP
PS... Why is Dr. Sulu on TV trying to tell me to learn more about social security?
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