Friday, July 24, 2009

Take me home, Country . . .


Stephanie and I ended up going on our 10 days of traveling without both Vincent and Frisco. Vincent's father, you may recall, picked him up last Tuesday. We'll pick him up at some point this weekend in Ohio. Frisco became ill during the middle of last week and we ended up leaving him at our veterinarian's, instead of taking him to West Virginia and Ohio - and boarding him while we were in Las Vegas. On our way out of town - two hours late - we stopped by to say hello, give the vet staff his medication, and walk him. They took him off an IV so we could walk him. They had him on an Elizabethan collar - the cone thing - like he was on several years ago - so he wouldn't attack the IV. I walked him in the Meier's parking lot across from the vet's while Stephanie bought luggage at the vet's, since one of the pieces of luggage we'd bought to go to Guatemala two years ago had died on the way out to the car.



We drove on Interstate 64 through Lexington and into West Virginia near Huntington-Ashland.



Huntington is a NW WV city that we've blogged about driving through before. Penny interned at the paper one summer in the early 1980s. Our cousin from WV lives there now. Another cousin went to college there - at Marshall - and we've seen the movie "We Are Marshall," about a plane crash and the football team (which ex-Vike and one-time 'Nole Randy Moss played for). We opted to drive though one of the one-way streets thourgh the middle of the old part of town. Below is the county courthouse in Huntington.


And the public library . . .


Below is the entrance to Marshall.



And a college bookstore.





The bookstore is across from the football stadium, on the eastern end of the campus. Marshall just switched from the Mid America conference to Conference USA, which the University of Louisville used to belong to.


After leaving Huntington, we drove through Point Pleasant and along the Ohio River towards Mason.



We passed some coal generating plants and (below) a plastics factory.



As we pulled into Mason, we saw not only the two-year-old Super WalMart (built in small part on family members' land) ) (below) but also the brand-new bridge, four lanes, between Pomeroy, OH, and Mason - and also something called a "Coffee House" which turned out be a low-key front for a very small-scale casino.


In the video below, Frisco greeted Stephanie and me as we stopped by the vet's at the beginning of our trip.
-- Perry


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