Our transportation, accommodation, food and entertainment cost so far
Aug 09 ~ Day #91
Budget to date
Total to date
Miles by Road
Miles by Sea
Miles by Air
Miles by Train
Current Location: On the road
Today’s Total Expenses: $56.43
Retracing Our Steps
As we head back to Florida we have found ourselves retracing some of our steps.
We passed Stony Brook Campground in Hanover, Maine, where we stayed on July 28th, while making our way to Atlantic Canada.
East Coast Heat Wave
The weather report for the east coast of the US was for a heat wave and, darn these weather people, they were actually right!
As we were passing through Springfield, Massachusetts at 5:30pm the temperature was 91 Deg F. Yikes!
I’m sure the heat wave added to the evident pollution, however, as soon as we started getting closer to the more heavily populated east coat areas you could actually see a blue haze over everything. And we’re breathing this crap!
For some reason I developed a craving for a Wendy’s Frosty and we went in search of a Wendy’s Restaurant along our route.
Madge (our Magellan GPS) was just a little off on the location this time but we managed to find it anyway.
I’ve always liked the Frosty. You know, the chocolate malted dessert that’s thicker than a milkshake but not quite the consistency of soft serve? I was just tasting it.
So, my question is: “What the hell happened to the Frosty I was used to, and when?” The only choice used to be the size. A Frosty was a Frosty.
At this Wendy’s, in Connecticut, I was presented with all kinds of choices – chocolate or vanilla (What? There’s no such thing as a vanilla Frosty!) – Frosty float – Frosty with mix-ins. Obviously something has gone horribly wrong.
I got a chocolate Frosty and that’s exactly what it was – chocolate – NOT chocolate malted.
Geoff got a vanilla Frosty. Sorry, but, there just shouldn’t be any such thing.
What a major disappointment. There’s now no difference between a Frosty at Wendy’s and Soft serve at McDonald’s.
Wendy’s – WHAT HAPPENED?
Be a Responsible Pet Owner
In yet another cost-cutting measure we decided to push our mileage and grab a few hours of sleep at a rest area instead of either a hotel or camping.
A lot of the rest areas on the major US highways are very nice and even have nighttime security.
Apparently, at this rest area some jerk had just dropped off a kitty and then took off.
I think it was about 4 or 5 months old and had obviously been socialized as it was not afraid of people at all.
How could anyone do that?
Please be a responsible pet owner!
Under different circumstances we would have taken the kitten with us but all we could do was hope that security or someone from the cleaning crew would take it to the local shelter.
Lets just hope the bastards that did this rot in hell.