Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Hojo

Pmsl. Just watched a VW advert comparing a TDI Jetta and a Prius, the selling point for the Jetta was the noise it made! Its a diesel - L O L. It don't make a good noise... What you need for that, is a stonking great V8! Like the Tahoe! (Except you can't hear that, virtually at all).

Anyway. After several Budlights, it was funny.

Driving down the US17 from Virginia Beach to Wilmington, North Carolina, was fun. The Tahoe is growing on me all the time, loving the big truck, King of The Road feeling. Drove through a bit of Bible Belt, there was a section of road I must have passed like 50 churches or something. The houses all had lovely white picket fences too... The US17 was a one lane in either direction highway for most of todays journey, winding its way through the countryside - much better than taking the freeway, as it really opened up classic American towns and dwellings.

Arriving in Wilmington, there was just enough time to check out the USS North Carolina, a WW2 battleship permanently docked here. It was impressive, in its scale and fire power... and only $12 to get in!

Breakfast this morning was about 3000 calories; two eggs, bacon, home fries with peppers and onions, toast and coffee at the local breakfast place. Hmmmmmm. Thought I earned it after a run this morning. Ok, a half hearted 2 miler, but it was 72F! Skipped lunch (just - didn't see a Taco Bell, that's why), and been to a mexican for dinner. Lovely! On a par with Indian as my favourite meal. (When its done properly anyway - we just don't seem to be able to get this in England - except maybe that place in Wakey, if its still there). Anyway, there was a bunch of old women on the next table having their mexican meal - looked like a retirees reunion or something, one of the women - I really don't know how she managed to fit her ass on the chair, how the chair held up, or how it didn't manage to disappear totally - she got talking about software engineering in a southern drawl kind of way... It was simply bizarre.

Sleeping tonight in the Howard Johnson. Its a flea-ridden hell-hole just like the Ramada, Virginia Beach. Except half the price, which is lucky. I suppose its not that bad, you get what you pay for!

The weather is definitely improving the further south I go. 86F at the boat this afternoon, but the storm clouds are ever present...

Fuel cost so far: $80.
Miles travelled: ~800
Pounds put on: I only have to look at a hamburger and my man-boobs grow.

4 comments:

Richard said...

Tim be careful when sitting with people like this, you could become passive fat. lol

Also remember you have the body of a twenty year old......

Twenty year old Volvo..He He

Unknown said...

Running in the US? you found pavements / sidewalks or whatever that were long enough?

Im sure ppl though you were running from the five-o (thats the only reason ppl run in the US)

Anonymous said...

lol. Thanks. 20 year old Volvo indeed.

The pavements here are very long. Cars run on them. Sidewalks are long enough sometimes - but the boardwalk at Virginia Beach is about 40 blocks long - about 6 miles! If you think I'm running the length of that and back you have another thing coming sunshine! My lazy ass only managed a mile down and a mile back. That's because of all the burgers I've eaten!

Unknown said...

Wow, that breakfast sounds awesome!! I kept meaning to msg you to say 'have a good time' but never got round to it. Glad to hear that you are :-)
Cousin Louise
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