The Lure of West Virginia
If you ever get an itch to travel, West Virginia is the place to go. I've been there several times - there is something about that hilly land that draws me to it. It calls me to come; and unknowingly I go.
My first experience with this call occurred on a small little road trip Amberly and I were taking. Our destination was Tick Ridge in Galapolis, Ohio. Most people who live there drive trucks, are missing teeth and are named Bobby Sue. We were going down to ride Amberly's Aunt and Uncle's 4-wheelers.(Amberly's relatives have all their teeth.) The 4-wheeling turned out to be a really fun time, except for the part when the 4-wheeler died and we realized we didn't know how to get back, and when Amberly hit 5 trees and bruised her rib and gave me whiplash.
Anyway, in the course of arguing over which CD to listen to, we somehow missed the little one-lane road we were supposed to turn onto. We kept driving and driving and soon saw large bridges. They looked cool and we commented on how neat it is to come over a hill and see all the grand bridges, then we realized we were crossing the Ohio River - into West Virginia. Crap. We were lost.
That's West Virginia trip # 1.
The second time occurred when Justin and I decided to leave a retreat early so we could go to Apex and Salsa dance class. We hit the road and soon were engrossed in a conversation about what song contained the phrase "You captured my heart again." (Casting Crowns song, Your Love is Extravagent - excellent CD)
After a while (45 min) Justin asks if it seems like we had been driving a long time. We pass a sign for Vienna and I thought that that town sounded familiar. (This was because had gotten a million brochures for a college down there, not because we drove through it on the way to the retreat.) I pull out the map to check where we are, right when Justin goes, "OH CRAP."
A large bridge with a "Welcome to West Virginia" sign was our first clue we weren't in Kansas anymore Toto.
Apparently we were supposed to go North on the interstate instead of South. Oops. At least it was a nice day and our 1 hour detour was spent counting roadkill (we saw 2 dogs, a fox, a couple deer, a possum and some raccoons) and enjoying the scenery.
Did you know in West Virginia they offer car washes for Duallys?
My first experience with this call occurred on a small little road trip Amberly and I were taking. Our destination was Tick Ridge in Galapolis, Ohio. Most people who live there drive trucks, are missing teeth and are named Bobby Sue. We were going down to ride Amberly's Aunt and Uncle's 4-wheelers.(Amberly's relatives have all their teeth.) The 4-wheeling turned out to be a really fun time, except for the part when the 4-wheeler died and we realized we didn't know how to get back, and when Amberly hit 5 trees and bruised her rib and gave me whiplash.
Anyway, in the course of arguing over which CD to listen to, we somehow missed the little one-lane road we were supposed to turn onto. We kept driving and driving and soon saw large bridges. They looked cool and we commented on how neat it is to come over a hill and see all the grand bridges, then we realized we were crossing the Ohio River - into West Virginia. Crap. We were lost.
That's West Virginia trip # 1.
The second time occurred when Justin and I decided to leave a retreat early so we could go to Apex and Salsa dance class. We hit the road and soon were engrossed in a conversation about what song contained the phrase "You captured my heart again." (Casting Crowns song, Your Love is Extravagent - excellent CD)
After a while (45 min) Justin asks if it seems like we had been driving a long time. We pass a sign for Vienna and I thought that that town sounded familiar. (This was because had gotten a million brochures for a college down there, not because we drove through it on the way to the retreat.) I pull out the map to check where we are, right when Justin goes, "OH CRAP."
A large bridge with a "Welcome to West Virginia" sign was our first clue we weren't in Kansas anymore Toto.
Apparently we were supposed to go North on the interstate instead of South. Oops. At least it was a nice day and our 1 hour detour was spent counting roadkill (we saw 2 dogs, a fox, a couple deer, a possum and some raccoons) and enjoying the scenery.
Did you know in West Virginia they offer car washes for Duallys?
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