Squeaky cheese, public urination, and 14 hours of pizza
I'm hoooooooome!
The autumn weather is next to perfect today and I want to take a walk before going to work, but I will make a quick post to update yalls on my most recent journey.
On Wednesday Joel and I left Bluffton around 2:30 on our sorjourn to Iowa (Joel's little brother had a cross-country competition of some kind). The trip there was pretty uneventful, although Joel nearly went the entire 500 miles without having to bring the van to a complete stop; he was determined to conserve as much gas as he could by not stopping the vehicle. We finally had to stop to pay a toll, wait for an acident to be cleared, and to get refill the gas tank somewhere in Iowa. We arrived at the Koerner homestead around 9p.m. Iowa time (not to be confused with Louisville time), and I crashed around 10:30, sleeping until 8:30 the next morning.
Thursday I explored some of Joel's town on foot while he did some visiting with relatives, and then his mom made us a great homemade meal for lunch. Mmmm... fresh mashed potatoes... mmm... Later that afternoon I went to the Kalona Cheese factory and bought some cheese curds (a.k.a. "squeaky cheese"), something I have made a point to buy everytime I'm in the area, and then Joel took me to meet a 99-year-old woman who is both a friend of the Koerner family, and is also Lynda Nyce's grandmother! She had me sign her guestbook and then had to dismiss herself, as she had two meetings to be getting to. I love that a 99-year-old lady has a busier agenda than I do! Ha-hyuck! We then went to watch the brother Koerner run, then we drove back to the Koerner house and prepared to depart for Ohio.
After getting through Chicago, a somewhat fatigued Joel pulled over somewhere in northwest Indiana to switch drivers. I needed to make water, so I had him pull up to a Taco Bell. The dinning room was closed, and all the other businesses around seemed closed as well. We didn't want to waste a lot of time driving around looking for a toilet, and I really needed to potty, so I waddled my Dutch self over to a group of pine trees that stood behind the Taco Bell drive thru menu board and did my business. The only bad thing was that after I was finished I realized that I was clearly visible from the opposite side of the drive thru...so a couple customers may have gotten a free show. Oh well, I would have been turned on by seeing me peeing, I'm sure they were too.
The rest of the drive home was great. I was growing more tired by the hour, but to stay awake I put in Joel's John Denver CD and sang "Country Roads," only changing "West Virginia, mountain mamma," to "Ooooohio, flat a## mamma." Yes, that was as creative as I could get at 2a.m. Joel and I also had some slightly disjointed conversation whenever I would wake him up to keep me awake. After dropping him off in Bluffton, I got home to my bed around 4:30a.m. and then had to get up at 10 for work. I was supposed to work 11 - 4, but because a driver quit, they asked if I would work an open to close (11a.m. - 1a.m.) I still don't know why I agreed to it, but I ended up working a 14 hour shift at Pizza Hut yesterday running on about 5 hours of sleep. It was painful to say the least, but I made about $60 in tips, so that helped. After work I bought some Pepsi to help me finish off some rum, went home, crawled in bed with my drinking glass, and slipped into one of the best sleeps of my life. *refreshing sigh*
Today found me rolling approximately $30 in coins, visiting the bank, and stuffing the last of the bell peppers from my garden. I now leave to walk before another -- much shorter -- shift at the Hut. Overall, it's been a good week. Friends, road trips, food from the garden, and urinating on a Taco Bell... life is good.
Peace.
The autumn weather is next to perfect today and I want to take a walk before going to work, but I will make a quick post to update yalls on my most recent journey.
On Wednesday Joel and I left Bluffton around 2:30 on our sorjourn to Iowa (Joel's little brother had a cross-country competition of some kind). The trip there was pretty uneventful, although Joel nearly went the entire 500 miles without having to bring the van to a complete stop; he was determined to conserve as much gas as he could by not stopping the vehicle. We finally had to stop to pay a toll, wait for an acident to be cleared, and to get refill the gas tank somewhere in Iowa. We arrived at the Koerner homestead around 9p.m. Iowa time (not to be confused with Louisville time), and I crashed around 10:30, sleeping until 8:30 the next morning.
Thursday I explored some of Joel's town on foot while he did some visiting with relatives, and then his mom made us a great homemade meal for lunch. Mmmm... fresh mashed potatoes... mmm... Later that afternoon I went to the Kalona Cheese factory and bought some cheese curds (a.k.a. "squeaky cheese"), something I have made a point to buy everytime I'm in the area, and then Joel took me to meet a 99-year-old woman who is both a friend of the Koerner family, and is also Lynda Nyce's grandmother! She had me sign her guestbook and then had to dismiss herself, as she had two meetings to be getting to. I love that a 99-year-old lady has a busier agenda than I do! Ha-hyuck! We then went to watch the brother Koerner run, then we drove back to the Koerner house and prepared to depart for Ohio.
After getting through Chicago, a somewhat fatigued Joel pulled over somewhere in northwest Indiana to switch drivers. I needed to make water, so I had him pull up to a Taco Bell. The dinning room was closed, and all the other businesses around seemed closed as well. We didn't want to waste a lot of time driving around looking for a toilet, and I really needed to potty, so I waddled my Dutch self over to a group of pine trees that stood behind the Taco Bell drive thru menu board and did my business. The only bad thing was that after I was finished I realized that I was clearly visible from the opposite side of the drive thru...so a couple customers may have gotten a free show. Oh well, I would have been turned on by seeing me peeing, I'm sure they were too.
The rest of the drive home was great. I was growing more tired by the hour, but to stay awake I put in Joel's John Denver CD and sang "Country Roads," only changing "West Virginia, mountain mamma," to "Ooooohio, flat a## mamma." Yes, that was as creative as I could get at 2a.m. Joel and I also had some slightly disjointed conversation whenever I would wake him up to keep me awake. After dropping him off in Bluffton, I got home to my bed around 4:30a.m. and then had to get up at 10 for work. I was supposed to work 11 - 4, but because a driver quit, they asked if I would work an open to close (11a.m. - 1a.m.) I still don't know why I agreed to it, but I ended up working a 14 hour shift at Pizza Hut yesterday running on about 5 hours of sleep. It was painful to say the least, but I made about $60 in tips, so that helped. After work I bought some Pepsi to help me finish off some rum, went home, crawled in bed with my drinking glass, and slipped into one of the best sleeps of my life. *refreshing sigh*
Today found me rolling approximately $30 in coins, visiting the bank, and stuffing the last of the bell peppers from my garden. I now leave to walk before another -- much shorter -- shift at the Hut. Overall, it's been a good week. Friends, road trips, food from the garden, and urinating on a Taco Bell... life is good.
Peace.
posted by Chadd at
3:50 PM
2 Comments:
You need to come to Bangladesh...you can't walk more than a foot without seeing a man peeing along the road.
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Rebekah, at 7:30 AM
I'm glad to hear Joel tried to conserve gas by not stopping. I should have tried that on my way to Illinois.
I'm also glad to hear you survived 14 hours of pizza delivery. It sounds painful.
By
Maria, at 7:50 PM
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