FUELED by Lehigh Biltong: Road-trip to the West RSS



Aftermath

Day 7 A Cure     I'm going to start this blog by saying I may have had a few too many last night. I wake up laying in bed trying to figure out why anyone would want to beat my head in with a bat in my sleep (I still haven't ruled it out because honestly it's likely I would have slept through it). Then I start thinking how is there not a cure for this yet? We've had alcohol for like 2000 years now, which means we've definitely had hangovers for just as long. I mean everyone has there at-home remedies but those aren't real cures. In all my tenure I've come up with a general guide to...

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Tallahasee

Day 6 Zunzi's     Before we leave Savannah Dan and I decide to stop for some food. After some searching online I discover an interesting looking sandwich joint. The place is called Zunzi’s and it is apparently famous for it’s huge sandwiches, and long lines. The guy in front of us says we are lucky that we didn’t get there during lunch time or the line would be all the way down the block. This place seems to be the iconic hole in the wall that every city has and that tourists may not hear of but absolutely need to go. Their slogan ‘Shit Yeah!’ is plastered on posters all over the walls. I get The Godfather, which is...

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A Brief History

Day 5 Close Friends      When you become close enough friends with someone there is a point where it becomes okay to laugh at their minor misfortunes. Well Dan, Ian, and I have been friends since basically the first week of college. Dan lived in the room next to me and Ian lived in the room at the end of the hall, roomies with Sean (didn’t forget about you rojo grande). Throughout college we have seen each other through some pretty rocky times. Ian had a particularly bumpy ride. Ian has a kind of dark aura around him, like a tiny cloud looms over him wherever he goes. Murphy's Law We all know Murphy’s law, right? “Whatever can go...

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Savannah

Day 4 Seeing Ian      When we get to Savannah we go straight to Ian’s new apartment. Well, he’s not really in downtown Savannah, more like a quickly developing suburb. Standing outside to greet us is a smiley Ian with a grin from ear to ear. We all know he missed us over the past month. Ian is dressed in his workday best with his pressed slacks and tucked in collared shirt. I always get a kick out of seeing my close friends in professional attire. First, it’s still kind of a new thing to me and a little strange. Second, whenever I see them dressed up that OTHER image flashed in my mind. You know, the one where...

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Charleston Morning

Day 4 Waking up in Charleston      Mornings following a late night are always tough. This is especially true when you’re waking up on a top bunk. All I can think about is dodging the blades of death above my face and landing on my feet without too much pain.  Rolling out of bed, I ungracefully hit the ground. If there is any take away from this trip it is perseverance. Why do we fall down? To learn how to get back up again. I brush myself off and stumble to the bathroom. Breakfast consists of the usual complimentary goodies: toast, fruit, and coffee. Swinging Benches Yesterday, we were told that one of the big attractions of Charleston is...

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