Greetings from Mr. C’s Family Restaurant
I'm the only person here. I had a nice Denver omelet, and now I'm alone with a cup of black coffee and a waitress doing busy work.
Welcome to Ohio.
I feel pressured to get on the road.. to go go go.. but really, I'm in no hurry. I have 18 hours left in my first leg, and three days to do it. Time to stop and smell the bacon, or something.
I'm cognizant of trees today. There are plenty here, even though it's flat, and I'm realizing that I'm leaving them behind for a long time. I've heard that people from the West who come east find the blanket of forest claustrophobic, but to me, they're a security blanket. Once, while driving in Iowa, I had a near panic attack as I realized I could see the horizon for 360ยบ. No place to hide!
From what, I've never figured out. Anyway, I should hit the road today. I'm having dinner with a couple of my favorite people, whom I've never met. We live in interesting times.
Off I go...
