05/25/11

QUARRY QUARRY QUARRY QUARRY!!!!!!!!!!!!  I don’t even care if anything else happened this day and I don’t remember.  I got my quarry.  <3

Kathi remembered how to get to it!  We walk through the briars and brambles and other such overgrowth to the road that leads in…hey…why is there a road ½ way back???!!  BAH!  And we walk up to it.  7’ tall chain link fence with barbed wire (cue: Pamela Anderson) at the top.  Really??!!  Is that necessary??!!  OH!  But it is!!!!  You see, ‘cause they DIDN’T fill it in!!!!!  It’s still full of gorgeous water!!!!  They just fenced in the ENTIRE quarry!!!  That must have cost a pretty penny (as they say)!!  So here I am taking photos through the fence trying to make it look like there is no fence…I decide that I am actually gonna walk the entire circumference (how you like that there fancy word, huh?) of the quarry and see if I can get in at all.  We come to the gate and yea, I’m fairly thin but I ain’t no 3 inches thin.  That’s not gonna work.  We see that someone(s) has obviously jumped the fence since the barbed wire is all mushed down in a couple places.  Ok, so option #1:  Take off jeans, toss over barbed wire, climb fence, swim, climb fence, try and salvage jeans.

Walking a bit more I see our spot.  It’s the only place we used to swim and it looks exactly the same…taking photos (through the fence again) and I back up and nearly pee ma’ pants!  Wait.  Maybe I did pee ma’ pants!  There’s a HOLE in the fence!!!  RIGHT THERE!!!!  Big enough for me and Kathi and Remy (Kathi’s dog…I’m sharing a bed with her, ‘member?) to climb through.  Hanging out in the quarry for an hour and we didn’t bring our swimsuits because everyone said it was filled in.  (sigh).  It’s not though.  Sssshhhhhhhh!!!!  And there are these huge fish in there!!  I may take a detour on the way home and actually swim in it!

We then go to an old church and graveyard in Salem, PA.  13 women were killed and buried here during, yea, you guessed it the early 1700’s.  They didn’t mark their graves ‘cause that’s what you did back then when you decide to murder innocent women that were different.  It’s quiet there and very pretty (and we didn’t get any ticks!).

Back to Shippensburg to have lunch with Danny Stein!  I don’t know this guy, but we became friends on the internets ‘cause he knew all the people I knew so it seemed like the proper choice.  He’s awesome.  We went to Kathy’s Diner to get food stuffs (mmmmmmm!!) and as we were paying for our lunch the woman at the counter looked up at me and said “are you paying for your dad’s food too?”  Oh gosh, lady!!  AAAHAHAHAHAHA!  Danny’s younger than me!!!  And how would it be possible that he was my dad unless he and Kathi adopted an Amazon baby??!!  Whoop!!!!!  We went back to Kathi’s house and hang out for a bit (on the patio again) while Danny pouted about what happened.

4:00 pm:

Packed up Jezebel with crazy butterflies in ma’ stomach.  It’s very nerve wracking driving a big van that goes maybe 55 on the interstate! 

5:10 pm:

AWAY!  Heading toward Raleigh, NC to pick up Barb, but before I left I swung by the Solder farm to see it…and instead of a massive field behind it there is a gigantic Volvo construction plant.  Gross.  Meh.  Things change…humans supposedly progress…

Highway driving and I pass my first speed limit sign—70 MPH!!  Aw, crap!  Really??!!  I can barely clock 60 in this beast and forget it if there is any sort of incline!!!  Needless to say, my hazard lights got a workout!
Passed over the Mason Dixon Line at 5:55!!!  YAY!

11:20 pm:

After driving on this crazy mountain thing in the dark crazy curvy tiny road I finally find a Wal Mart in Lynchburg, VA (supposedly 4 hours from Shippensburg…it took me 6, blech!).  Pulled in to the parking lot which looks to be surrounded by a retaining wall 20 feet high!  Park.  But the parking lot is sloped a bit, but Iza tired panda, so I’m gonna deal with it!  “Check in” so that all my loves know where I am.  I noticed there were cars on the other side of the lot when I pulled in.  I did not notice they were blasting gangsta rap and having a tailgate party.  OH!  Now there just gonna zoom about the parking lot for the hell of it.  Great!  No really!  That’s fine!  That won’t bother me one bit!  GAH!  Ok, out.  I drive another ½ hour to another Wal-Mart.  Annnnnd!  There is a Semi truck and another conversion van parked there.  Sleeping company!  Safe!  1^st night alone in the van in a strange place so I need so sleeping help…where’s ma’ whiskey??!!  And.  Sleep (after “washing” my face with a wet wipe).