Nero Days in Ohio

I am sick, very sick, well not very sick, but stay home from school sick at least. I am pretty sure I have a fever, and my ears are plugged up. I have three days to make it from Cleveland to Adrian.

Crashing Cleveland!

My GPS doesn't so much get Cleveland. It gives me bad adresses on famous places,it drops randomly to recalculating route, and many times even making the turns suggested by the gps would result in a recalculating route. I also decided to implement my voluntary nomadism during this phase of my trip to further strectch my comfort zone. Apparently, Cleveland got my intent and decided to test the bounds of my flexibility.

A Clarion Day

I am an idiot at times. Some times it pays off, other times I get the joy of knowing there are very few with the visceral knowledge that I have just gained.

It's Groundhog Day!

I started off a little late thanks to the misadventures in my previous post, but all was not lost. I was still able to meet some great folks, see the prognosticator of prognosticators and mail a postcard or two, or four.

To Punxsutawney!

Leg 2: St. Clairesville to Punxsutawney
So with the laundry done, sundries purchased and coffee drunk, I pointed Irene east and headed to Punxsutawny only two hours and forty-four minutes away.

Life on the Road

Learned a valuable lesson, it is easier to document things as they happen than go back and assemble them from memory. I wrote, struck and rewrote this post at least a dozen times, but none of it seems right.  The thoughts and images are not as vivid and seem inconsequential sitting here. My face is itchy from a bad shave, and I am still exhausted from the trip to Punxsy. It was amazing and I got to cross 3 things off my happily-ever-after list.
1. See the Groundhog Day festivities first hand.
2. Watched the film in a public theatre.
3. Completely unrelated, but has long been in my happiest dreams, staying in a theatre long after they close and eventually sleeping there.