Today was so exciting. After putting up with the morons and the geniuses of Middle School, I knew that we will be headed for one of my favorite states, Connecticut! Unfortunately, we are DRIVING!!! Well, one plus is that I get to see most of the Eastern United States. We leave at like, 11 o’clock at night. I am so tired, I start falling asleep before we are in Georgia, which is a small way from just south of Jacksonville.
Saturday 23rd of March
I wake up in South Carolina, just to go into our motel, at 12:30 at night. The beds have to be built out of stone or something, so my back says. We get nearer to North Carolina, stopping at a Little-Mexico type thing called “South of The Border”. Those Carolinians are hilariously dumb. Anyway, we don’t do anything fun, just get gas, go to the bathroom, and buy some Pringles and a Coke. My dad promises me that we will stop here later, for Fireworks not buy-able in the good-ole-environmentalist-crap of Florida’s Laws and reign. We drive through N.C., and then Virginia. We pass D.C., and finally arrive in Baltimore, Maryland. We pull up to a Best Western, and my back shouts with joy. While I wait in line with my dad to get a room, we hear in disappointment, “I’m sorry, but all our rooms are taken.” I am flipping out by the time we get back to the truck. Rodeway Inn, here we come. This place reminds me of the apartments they arrest the murders in on Law and Order. I didn’t sleep very well.
Sunday 24th of March
Bye, bye Baltimore. We leave the motel after waiting an hour for a good sausage, egg & cheese sandwich and cold hash browns. As we go along, my dad (resident Starbucks junkie) pulls off into a Gas-Station/Starbucks/Burger joint little place in the middle of the highway. At the gas-station, little slave people wash our windows and pump our gas. Nice. They have $5 tolls in Maryland! Dang, I thought the $3 tolls in Florida were expensive. The North is hilly compared to my native Florida. It’s cold, too. We enter Delaware. Woo, Delaware. At the tolls, I have never seen so many different types of license plates. You live there, you’re license plate is seen at these tolls. Welcome to Jersey. This place (literally) stinks. Woo, Jersey. I’m going to sleep, feeling a little carsick. In Jersey, we stopped at a place for Nathans Hotdogs. They really are the best in the World. While there, I was feeding the birds and threw a fry into a bush. To my shock, smoke started coming out of it! I soon learned that set pollen, unmoved by the cold-avoiding bugs, went straight up after the bush it set on was touched. The people in the restaurant were amused at the kid kicking smoke out of bushes. We then left. We soon passed LaGuardia Airport and Giants Stadium (take that Jets!). Welcome to New York, population one crap load. New York isn’t much of a shell-shock, I’ve been there before, plus North Jersey looks just like New York a lot. I can now see Manhattan. Ugnh…traffic jam. Tolls in NY are $6.45!!! I thought Maryland’s were expensive. Everything’s expensive in the North. Now, we can see the Statue of Liberty. So far, we’ve listened to about half of Maximum Ride: Schools out Forever about now. It’s a pretty good book. On CD. We are entering Manhattan. This particular place reminds me of a part of a Spiderman level in a videogame. Of course it’s based on it. We stopped at a final highway food-stop. On the ground, almost every five feet, there was… I’m just so phased out… I have no memory otherwise of it… SNOW!!! I played in it, made snowballs, and rolled and laughed in it. Later, we arrived in Connecticut. Destination is in 30 minutes. Woo! Maximum Ride is almost done. It has gotten to the part where Max is in a holding tank. We have arrived. There are loads upon loads of snow. While I’m here, I might as well rant. Why is everything different up north? For example: Krystal (blech!) is transformed into White Castle (still blech!), Arby’s, to Roy Rogers, etc.
Monday 25th of March
Well, we stopped at the best restaurant this planet has, Nardellis. Woo, Nardellis!!! We go to the place my dad grew up. He tells us a story about how he put a mannequin in the middle of the road on Halloween, and some drunk hit it and got out and cried. I laughed at that. He shows us his High School, and some of his favorite places to hang out. We stop by a nursing home and visit my Great-Grandma. She’s a nice lady, and remembers me. We stop in a Wal-Mart. Halfway through the store, my back started hurting terribly bad. Near the front, we picked up some Tylenol and I took them in the car. We then headed for a Dunkin’ Donuts to pick up some coffee, and this weird guy is selling chocolate. The weirdest thing is that we saw him cleaning trash near the Wal-Mart, and the weirdest thing is how he was dressed. Flannel jacket, blue hoodie, ragged jeans and construction boots. All covered in dirt. I think he was in desperate need for some cash. Poor him.
Tuesday 26th of March
Back home, a commercial repeatedly came on saying “Beware the 26! Beware the 26!” and shutting off. Well, on the 26th, we went to NYC. We drove to the nearest train station (Waterbury, for you Connecticutians) and rode to Bridgeport (I think) and then on to… Dun-Dun-Dun… Grand Central Station! Well, that’s an adventure in it of itself. Then, we walked to The Empire State building. After that, we walked all the way to Ground Zero. Sad place, come to think. Well, then we took the subway back to G.C., and shopped a little. WARNING: EXTREME BRAGGING AND FEELING HURTING AHEAD. I got the Halo Graphic Novel! Nana nana! In your face! You don’t have it… wait you got it too? Cool… Isn’t it sweet? Wait, you don’t have it? Then you’re a liar and a loser… Nana nana! I’m cooler than you! Okay, I’m done.
Wednesday 27th of March
Not much exciting happened today. Out of boredom, I started to write a story thing. Find here. Ha, did you actually click on that? It’s not a link. I just put that to confuse you. Carry on.
Thursday 28th of That Month… You know...
Today was briefly exciting. We went to lunch with my dad’s birth mom. We ate at a steak place… and they talked a lot, like it was just yesterday they had just seen each other, not years and years.
Friday 29th of March
Okay, we are back on the road. I have never been to Dunkin’ Donuts so many times before. I am sick of it. I am also sick of the second most common thing up here (behind Dunkin’ Donuts), Democrats. I have never argued so much politics before. Right now, I don’t care if Charlie Manson becomes president, so long as he’s not a Demy. Fact: Democrats are whiney fools. Fact: You may be a Democrat and be offended, but you are still a whiney fool. Fact: Don’t whine to me, I hate that. Fact: He who complains about Bush’s “Blind Followers”, is a hypocrite to support every statement he says with “Rosie says” or “Hill believes” or “Obama does”.
Saturday 30th of March
We are almost home. We drive and drive (and pick up fireworks) and finally get home at 2:15 AM. Goodnight.
