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As I am sure I’ve said, I used to be an over-the-road trucker. That means that I have been in 46 of the 48 continental United States. Nope, no trips to Alaska or Hawaii. (No bridges for Hawaii yet) But there are places I should visit just because I am an American. You know, the tourist traps. Let’s see. I recall seeing a roadside place in Florida that was some type of petting zoo. Well, not totally because they said they had alligators. Don’t want to pet those. Too many teeth. Bad breath. Scaly skin. Gross.
Then there was a wax museum. Now, that wouldn’t be too bad. Of course, they had all these life-like people in wax. Dead people. I’d be like that kid in Sixth Sense. “I see dead people.” “Of course you do, dunce head. It’s a wax museum.” No, I think I’ll pass on that one.
I have always wanted to visit the Grand Canyon. Big tourist attraction. I guess the closest I ever got to it was between Flagstaff, Az. and Kingman, Az as I went by on I 40. The only problem that I can see is that I do have this really bad habit of tripping and loosing my balance. Maybe I should just stay on level ground for now. Besides, I’ve seen it plenty of times in movies. Isn’t that good enough for now?
A lot of years ago, I lived in Florida. I know. Why would you do that? Because that was where we decided to park the car. Ended up living in West Palm Beach for a few years. Not bad. Of course, I really did not see most of the tourist stuff there. Who could afford this stuff? But we
lived south of St. Augustine, supposed to be the oldest city in the US. Could be. Looked like it, in fact. What I could see of it, that is.
Anyway, we had beaches near West Palm. Those I have seen….a few times. Do you know that the more you live in a place the less likely you are to visit the tourist stuff? Or the obvious places? I think in the four years or so that we did live there, we went out to the beach maybe 5 times. I could be stretching that. The dog liked it. We had a dog that was not in any way politically correct. If he didn’t like you, he lifted his leg…..on you. Yep. I believe that was his opinion, unsolicited and all. Once at the beach, he lifted his leg on an obnoxious German shepherd. The other dog just looked at him in disbelief. Never did do anything about it. Then our dog ran into the surf. He loved the ocean. Labrador retriever.
Well, sometime I really should visit these places or go back to them. Sometime.
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