Wild. Wonderful West Virgina

Trip Start May 19, 2005
Trip End Nov 30, 2005

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Flag of United States  , West Virginia
Sunday, May 22, 2005

Well, that's what their license plates say, and I don't think I'd argue it.

I loved this state. Man oh Man. Small-city Ontario is not so different from small-town West Virginia.

The drive was stunning. We just kept yelling - South! West! and enjoying the scenery. Eventually we headed for Charleston, but we'd heard rumour of a Strawberry Festival, and it was 12, as opposed to 110 miles away. We turned east for the first time.

Buckhannon was busting at the seams. The streets were alive! Some closed down. Traffic jams and the whole bit.

Granted, we had lucked upon the 64th Annual Festival that day. Nic's estimate was that the population sits at about 2,000 outside of festival time, but we were _almost_ hard pressed to find a place to stay!

They aren't afraid to feed you there either.

And the night-life. Nic's all like - "Jo, I'm over these bars where you can't talk over the music, and all you do is get pushed around". But because she loves me, she agreed to check out the local Saturday night scene.

She even sweet talked the bouncer into letting her in without I.D. "I'm thirty-five, for Christ's sake!" All that fake I.D. growing up, and using the Lord's name in vain is all that was ever needed?

Ho-ho! Literally. This bar was outta control! Or, well, it reminded me of Peterborough whored up a notch, or ten. Kids from all sides of town showed up for the big Saturday night out. The crowd of boys were not ashamed to make a semi-circle of chairs around the dance floor - this was not a show to be missed!

We too had prime spots against the bar, but what was fabulous for me was the music. We went from "Drop it Like it's Hot" to "Fishing in the Dark" to "Jump Around" to "Callin' Baton Rouge" to "Yeah"... if you know all of these songs, only you know what's wrong with you :P I'd never heard the country version of "Gin and Juice", and we learned that "Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy" was certainly a crowd pleaser.

People had really poured in from all corners of the globe. I pointed at a boy's Tusker t-shirt and said, "Kenya," and was he impressed that I'd actually been there AND even eaten zebra at the Carnivore restaurant. As for him, a Kenyan going to college in Baltimore I could fathom, but if you aren't spinning a bottle, why are you in Buckhannon?

Entertainment value rated high all around, however we left after the second "Cotton Eyed Joe" - we were spinning the bottle again tomorrow - north-east or north-west was the question.
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