Blogs from Wytheville, Virginia, United States, North America

Our farewell was said to the Sleep Inn at 9:06 AM. No tears were shed. It’s cold outside and very overcast. Winter garb still being worn. Cory even put on his warm winter jacket. He hates to give in. He hung our new pumpkin head decoration in the window of our car......just for the pleasure of passerby’s. Booooooooooo. We sailed along on Rt.81 at a nice clip. Not too fast and not too slow. We sang a couple traveling songs with Lulu belting out ??Take Me Home Country Roads??with the thoughts of West Virginia looming up ahead. Whoa....not so fast, girlie. Slow her up, Bucky! We have encountered a major delay in our travels because of a terrible MVA with a fatality. Sad. We actually had to come to a standstill on the highway. We just ... read more

Start:Christiansburg Ziel: Wytheville Tageskilometer: 93.2 Höchstgeschwindigkeit: 62,0 Gesamtkilometer: 741.65 Heute um 06.15 h aufgestanden und den Sonnenaufgang im Rückspiegel gesehen. Geht zügig voran weil es noch kühl ist, unsere Muskeln sich erholt haben und es anfangs vor allem bergab geht. Nicht lange, wie sich jeder denken kann... In Newbern (Schweiz ahoi) machen wir natürlich ein Foto von uns mit der Ortstafel. Ist jedoch nur ein kleines Dörfchen wo eigentlich nichts an die Schweiz erinnert. Vielleicht hätte man noch etwas im Museum gesehen doch the streets keep you rolling. In Draper tragen wir uns noch im Bikeshop in das ominöse Buche der Amerikadurchquerer ein. Thomas Hash, ein netter junger Mann, macht von uns noch ein Erinnerungsfoto und zeigt uns seine Mountainbikemaschine. Diese hat gewaltige Räder, ist der neue Trend in A... read more

COMING HOME Day 27: May 25, 2013 It wasn’t very good, of course, but I had a rather extensive breakfast at the greatly overpriced Holiday Express in Wytheville, VA. I left the room with all of the lights turned on, the TV set blasting away, and the thermostat set as low it would go; making sure to check out at the front desk so that there would no confusion about a stayover. I did not clear my dirty dishes from the breakfast table. That is a job that the silly-assed manager with the glass earrings could be doing instead of looking at himself in the mirror as an object of great beauty. He seems to have missed the point that he is not running the Waldorf Astoria; it will never be anything ... read more