Threw Up In A Parking Lot (What A Day)
After waking up and getting ready, I checked out with a very nice Asian lady. She was awfully pretty. I kept one key so we could get a discount at Perkins, which was next to the hotel. It was the first time that we had eaten a true breakfast during the entire trip. Because I've worked the grill and seen over easy eggs cooked and served, I decided that I should try some with my meal. It was a terrible mistake. The texture and taste of eggs over easy did not confirm that I had made an intelligent dining decision. I really wanted to get some items from the bakery but I couldn't fit anything else in my stomach. James took the keys and we were on the road for a long time, traveling on the highways through several small, interesting towns. A major delay occurred when we hit the intersection of a biker relay. I was not in a good mood, so I became angry as we decided to wait in a parking lot. A little further up the road, we met the bikers again. It took us a long time to get what amounted to a short distance, especially in comparison to our entire trip back home.
I took control of the wheel once we got to Indiana. The roads opened up and we got pretty far quickly. Again, we made contact with bikers. There were only two bikers, but each had a younger person, perhaps their children, with them. They stopped at a light with us behind them. When the light turned green, the biker in front of us lost control of his bike and it fell over. We didn't know whether or not to stop, so the driver behind us decided for us and we continued on our way. James took back control and I began to call for hotel rooms. I was on hold for a while with one hotel and it turned out that they didn't really have what I wanted. The hotel hotel [what?] I tried was just fine.
I had a headache that started in the car but continued after we arrived. After checking in, I had to lay down for a bit. I was just not feeling good at all. I figured that what I really needed was to hydrate myself, so we walked to a nearby restaurant. I wish that I had been in a better frame of mind, because it was a neat place though I did have the feeling that as tourists, we were being watched. I felt absolutely terrible but decided to order a cheap prime rib. I smiled at James, got up from the table and walked outside. In front of the restaurant, I spat up some watery substance but that wasn't enough. I tried to get behind the restaurant but only made it to the side. I yakked all over the parking lot; the first time that I've thrown up in a few years, I think. I felt slightly better when I came back to the restaurant. We walked back to the hotel and I exclaimed how great it was to vomit in a parking lot.
Tomorrow, we may be skipping Pittsburgh and going straight home. It would be nice to get home early to have a day of rest but I would also love to see those dinosaur skeletons.
-Paul
I took control of the wheel once we got to Indiana. The roads opened up and we got pretty far quickly. Again, we made contact with bikers. There were only two bikers, but each had a younger person, perhaps their children, with them. They stopped at a light with us behind them. When the light turned green, the biker in front of us lost control of his bike and it fell over. We didn't know whether or not to stop, so the driver behind us decided for us and we continued on our way. James took back control and I began to call for hotel rooms. I was on hold for a while with one hotel and it turned out that they didn't really have what I wanted. The hotel hotel [what?] I tried was just fine.
I had a headache that started in the car but continued after we arrived. After checking in, I had to lay down for a bit. I was just not feeling good at all. I figured that what I really needed was to hydrate myself, so we walked to a nearby restaurant. I wish that I had been in a better frame of mind, because it was a neat place though I did have the feeling that as tourists, we were being watched. I felt absolutely terrible but decided to order a cheap prime rib. I smiled at James, got up from the table and walked outside. In front of the restaurant, I spat up some watery substance but that wasn't enough. I tried to get behind the restaurant but only made it to the side. I yakked all over the parking lot; the first time that I've thrown up in a few years, I think. I felt slightly better when I came back to the restaurant. We walked back to the hotel and I exclaimed how great it was to vomit in a parking lot.
Tomorrow, we may be skipping Pittsburgh and going straight home. It would be nice to get home early to have a day of rest but I would also love to see those dinosaur skeletons.
-Paul