rustypants speaks

as mentioned before, this past weekend lise and i did a rather insane thing. we drove to maryland for karen and kevin’s wedding.

why insane?

we’d just gotten back from a 1700 mile trip to pensacola 5 days earlier, had started grad school and work/school on wednesday, had just gotten off work on friday at 4pm and the wedding was at noon that next day.

insane.

worth it?

absolutely! any time one of my girls gets married, the road trip is worth it!

we also got to see some pretty cool stuff along the way – where else but in west virginia and western maryland can you see the mountains and valleys, trees, clouds, sun, rain and critters? well, i’m sure there’s some places this can be done, but none quite like driving US 50 and then I-68. it doesn’t matter how many times over the last 15 years we’ve taking this drive, i never get horribly bored with it. we always seem to see new things along the way and pull off to catch a glimpse.

this time was no different. it’s a sight we’ve seen many times and laughed about many times as well, but we had to get pictorial evidence.

in the middle of west virginia on US 50 in the middle of nowhere – GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS!!

it’s the funniest thing! lise and i have joked about it for years – everything from her getting a gig there to stopping off for a drink, to wondering what kind of mountain girls might be stripping there, to who would want to see said mountain girls with their clothes off to begin with.

we always speculate how far we are from GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS! and whether the parking lot will be crowded or not.

we’re easily amused, as you can tell.

the trip was further rewarded (as if we needed more reward than seeing karen get hitched AND seeing GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS!), a spectacular sunset greeted us in Adams County, Ohio – we chased this sucker down trying to get just the right shot – none do justice to the real thing, but it was pretty cool, nonetheless.

we do love our driving.

but the driving insanity now takes a breather for a while. 2800 miles in under 2 weeks begins to wear on you (that and responsibility creeps up on you to remind you: you’re not retired yet – GET BACK TO WORK, FOOL!!)

life stays crazy, but locally, beginning….. NOW.