Got up this morning and went on our way through the rest of Pennsylvania. We stopped at a Pilot which is one of four major truck stop chains (Pilot, Flying J, Loves, and TA) that offer showers at a low price, coffee, food (usually an attached Subway or Wendy's), and various electronic items necessary for trucking life. We became "Frequent Fueler Members" so every time we fuel up we earn credits towards a free shower which is like GOLD out here on the road. Yes, we have a shower in the RV, and we will use it soon, but it takes water, a lot of water, and water is heavy and cuts down on our already low (7-9mpg) gas mileage. So, for now, we are content being less than squeaky clean.
We spent a few hours at the Pilot rest area doing paperwork like bills etc., and solidified the rest of our route to Chicago. It was COLD and quite windy there (in the 50's) and I hear that you guys in Jersey got a little chilly there for a couple days as well.
A few hours later on the road and we stopped at Truck World, somewhere outside of Youngstown, Ohio and just by the look of it we knew we were in for a treat. Upon entrance, we were greeted with a very out of place chandelier in a trucker shop filled with THE weirdest stuff. There were GIGANTIC stuffed dolls, statues of bears doing un-bearly things (!) and a store called Mr. Tool - you have your own laugh at that one. Then, we found the restrooms, located conveniently across the way from Erin's Wagon Wheel Pub- the entrance was shaped like a wagon with, I shit you not, old wild west swinging doors (shaped like wagons). Boy did we feel out of place-and me in my statue of liberty rain boots. Upon leaving the surreal truck stop Joe discloses to me his newly acquired information regarding truck stops. Written on the wall above his pisser, "Wanna get your d*** sucked? Go in the parkin lot and find a Lot Lizard" So, we can only assume that Lot Lizard is the trucker term for hooker and our learning experience continues.
We stopped in Youngstown, Ohio for a tune up that we never got yet we saw our first real STRIP mall. Stuck together in a convenient little row was the Club 76 Gentleman's Club, Club 76 Internet Cafe, Adult Novelty Superstore, Club 76 Hotel, and last but certainly not least, "massage parlor". I kid you not.
After stopping at the local Starbucks for human fuel we trucked on to the Blue Heron rest area in Ohio. We snuggled in amongst the 18 wheelers and fell asleep to the sound of many diesel lullabies.
Till tomorrow
Blackbird out
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