Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Culture Shock!


Approaching a Commerce Center in West Virginia

Mike and I are on our way to West Virginia to get his truck. It’s 55ᵒ F (18ᵒ C) and raining. We just went through a toll booth, and there was nobody walking among the cars trying to sell us a slice of pineapple, watermelon, oranges, verduras, or funny looking doughnut shaped cookies. Mike gave the tool booth operator two (American) dollar coins, which she looked at in a funny way, but accepted. She didn’t give him a handful of receipts. Earlier we stopped at a rest area that had free toilet paper, hot water, soap, and a hand dryer that worked. We went through a Burger King drive through and got 8 napkins with our cheeseburgers. We’ve been on the road for 4 hours and haven’t seen a bus yet. I’m using my laptop in broad daylight in the car without fear of being robbed or feeling guilty that I own a laptop. Mike had to pump his own gas, which was $3.49 a gallon for super. The highways have multiple lanes that are divided with painted lines, and people are actually driving within the lines. We've been listening to a Malvina Reynolds Ear to the Ground CD (Little Boxes).

Sundown in the Mountains in West Virginia...
taken through the car window - no  time to stop

1 comment:

  1. Isn't it funny readjusting to life when you come home? You captured how I've felt in the past so well. Lovely post.

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