I still don’t like Indiana

I got my early morning start. The cats are getting more predictable as to where I can find them. They are really adjusting pretty well considering this can’t be their favorite way to live.

I knew I was going to be on Rt 50 a lot of the day. I have driven this way before when taking or bringing Diana to college in Philippi freshman year. It’s dual but it a freeway so you get stop lights every once in awhile, which isn’t great for gas mileage with a trailer. But I had filled up yesterday so I started with a full tank.

I was coming up on Athens, OH and hovering around a half a tank which is when I like to fuel up. I took an exit and found the Speedway. It was very busy, but I could see my way to get in and out. Except again the vehicle infront of me did not have a driver. So I took a bio break and I had an windowof opportunity when I came out but I was not fast enough. A car pulls up in front of the door on no parking zone and a dude pulls up next to me in and little suv and is sticking way out. He is not even getting gas; he ran into the store. The passenger in the other car kepy looking at me like I had threeheads.

Finally Suv dude comes and climbs into his car and speeds away, so I quickly followed before anyone could block me in again. Maybe I should write a book on gas station etiquette. But part of the problem is they don’t have enough help in this places and there is always a line.

Anyway, I’m safely out and skirt Columbus successfully and cross the border into Indiana. Immediately, the roads are crap. I’m bouncing around like I’m on one of those fat jiggling machines from the 1960s. There was a long section of construction and the right lane was the shoulder. Most states will do a pave over to iron out the bumps and ridges.

Not Indiana, they put down a little strip on the shoulder seam so you have to stay on that or maybe get sucked into the other lane. The trailer tail light connectors became partially disconnected, so I’m not sure I had turn signals. It was just a freaking nightmare and I had windy conditions, it was a hard ride.

My friend Bud suggested I write a song about why I don’t like Indiana so here it is:

This state is flat as a pancake,

Roads they do not know how to make,

They force you to drive on the shoulder,

Where the potholes could hold a boulder.

They love to restrict women’s rights,

But they think members of the KKK are so bright.

They hate people who are not white,

But their state is full of poverty and blight.

Their one main attraction the Indiana dunes,

But for them, I have no reason to visit again soon.

I don’t mean to offend anyone but their infrastructure sucks. I have a college “friend” who lives there who posts horrible things on Facebook and about no white people, LBGTQ, Muslims and libtards. She’s an evangelical Christian and feels entitled to judge what everyone else is doing. As she was getting ready to marry for the third time, she told me I should remarry so my kids would have a father figure. Yeah. So, I’m pretty hard on Indiana but it may just be a Alittle too personal. Also, the state has an unfortunate “past” relationship with the KKK.

WhenI got to the campground and they took me to my spot. I’m like why are all the facilities on the wrong side. Maybe I can switch. So I called the office and they said the facilities were on the correct side. I had pulled into 24w instead of 24e, but excuse my confusion because 24e was paved and looked like it was part of the road.

That actually worked to my advantage though because I wasn’t planning to unhook last night and the pavement made for a very level placement. I know some people thought I was blocking the road but what can I say???

I made it an early night because I wanted an early start. I should have walked over to Camping World to see if they had any other options for the brake co troller but I just didn’t have it in me.