Driving On Route 80 Really Makes You Think About Life

If you have the opportunity to drive through Pennsylvania, don't do it. I'm not saying I don't like Pennsylvania but Route 80 seems to go on endlessly. I could say the same thing about Iowa but the cornfields were new to me. After stopping in Ohio and Iowa I was ready for Denver! A real city, with real people and most importantly... real food!
Midway through the country the "Dunkin Donuts" start to wane and my breakfasts seem to get less appealing. Dinner is even worse. You're tired, cold, trying to find a place to stay and just drove 800 miles from your previous overnight adventure. Like any other good American, I became well acquainted with the dollar menus and Subway. Here's the problem: I don't like fast food and I don't like cold cuts. What's a to do?
We route ourselves to Denver! Ah, civilization. I order a delicious, hearty, warm, made-to-order pasta Alfredo. It was amazing. Although I try to eat healthy, I knew I deserved this. And the frozen Margarita. After dinner I was stuffed and the food coma started to sink in. We start heading north towards Wyoming to find a place to camp. Whoops, it's 9pm and campgrounds are a little off the beaten path. I open my triple AAA book and start calling every hotel, motel, Holiday Inn, in a 30 mile radius. Everything, and literally I mean everything was booked! As a last resort we pull into the Trucker's Motel. (That really is what it's called). Attached to a bar and with a stench of cigarettes I sign my life away (well, the receipt) and head in to call it a night.
I learned a lot from this adventure. My quarter life journey taught me to not go to Denver during the National Softball Tournament if you want to find a place to stay, always be alert on the road and in life, and that you are what you eat. This may sound silly but think about it. All of the fast food and cold cuts that I normally can't stomach eating go into my stomach and literally create the cells in my body. That's gross.
So to jump on the California bandwagon and jumpstart my new Californian life, I started to eat plenty of California grown fruit and vegetables, exercised more, and refuse to eat at Mickey D's ever again.