Traditional packing techniques
Well…New years came and went and got in the way of getting booking and tickets and visas all squared away so it was a mad dash in the end as usual. Jan 4 was my last day in DC and since I was running to NY to pick up mom and be back in DC for 1400 it was back to way grace and i used to pack – everything thrown in garbage bags so be sorted on the bus to dublin! i landed in ny and rearranged moms car full of florida stuff to accomodate the hefty´s. the 2nd day of travel, mom and i stopped at a petrol station in Santee NC. I was reminded that one needn´t go as far as south america to find another world. i stared at the pump wondering where the credit card swipe could be, the clerk was surprised the pump was not working as I stood there – well i had no way to pay how could it? i had forgetten prepay is not the norm in all the world. Sheepishly, i returned and pumped. as i paying as i gazed at the giant bathtubs full of crickets used as fishing bait and noticed mom had long ago vanished. “did you see all those guns and ammo in there?” yep, it is a hunting store-gas station. “no wonder there is a problem with crime and shooting in NYC when people can just drive down here and buy them”. Interesting concept, deny the carolinas and most the rest of the country their favorite pastime bc NYers have no discipline. hmmm…
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