It's been a busy few days and what with grumpiness, headaches, and having no words to speak of (so to speak), I've written nothing. Now I have lots of words, but not so much time.
Yesterday we drove to North Carolina entirely by accident. We took a road trip down State Route 460, the peanut highway, for some drive-by photography but, oddly enough, no peanuts. I haven't proofed the pictures yet. I expect the ones shot from the car moving at speed will be kind of blurry, but we actually did stop the car and get out in a few places. If we'd stopped at every interesting spot, we'd still be out there.
By the time we got to Suffolk, it wasn't much further to the Great Dismal Swamp. Oz kept saying, "There is no swamp. It's just like what we've been driving through." We stopped at the Suffolk Visitor Center for directions and the girl working there said, "Ha ha. It's over eleven thousand acres of no swamp." "And bears too," I added, pointing to the snarling stuffed bear in the corner. Which I posed with for pictures. That and the giant peanut. I don't think I'll be posting those pictures.
I did finally add some shots of West Hospital to my Disappearing MCV set on Flickr. If you enjoy big, brick, art deco monstrosities—and who doesn't?—take a look.
230 words | July 24, 2006 10:34 PM | Real true story