This was originally posted on March 9, 2010 as I started my trip across the United States. As this is the year anniversary, I thought I would repost my travels. It has been an interesting year with lots of lessons and experiences.
A new adventure begins today. I am on the move to the west coast. The car is packed, the gps is programmed, plenty of music and podcasts are loaded on my ipod. After a teary goodbye to my friends, I’m ready to go.
Monday is truck day so I have plenty of company on the expressway. But traffic is moving along nicely. The Canadian geese are on their own higway flying north. However the funniest sight I saw all day (unfortunately I couldn’t get a photo) was a big truck-dump truck size-filled with pancakes.
At first I couldn’t figure out what they were but as I pulled up I could see there were hundreds and hundreds of pancakes in the bed of the truck. WTF! Pancakes! Where in the world was he going with a truck load of pancakes. Mind you now they were not pancakes in boxes. These were just pancakes, bare pancakes stacked up. Not a bottle of maple syrup in sight. Maybe he had a pig farm and the little oinkers were going to have a treat. Bacon and pancakes. Ha!
Another question. Who made all those pancakes and why? Why so many pancakes that they would be left over for someone to haul away? I guess I will never know. What do you think?