I left the windy city on Aug 31st, 2019, at approx 6:30am. Ideally I would’ve left 5:30am, but Paris my upstairs neighbor needed my help to get my ginormous bed I gave her into her unit. She’s one of those sistah’s who thinks she’s descended from some exotic African royal lineage lol. I miss Chicago neighbors, even if they’re sometimes dour and stoic. Hard city, gets you cynical right quick. Constant chaos, craziness, and harsh long winters, short summers, and overpopulation, governmental corruption, obscene taxation, and religiously fanatical thievery from democrat mafia run Chicago. King Kong aint got shyiat on Chicago.
Finally, I can say good riddance to this city! I drove like a bat out of hell down the I‑90, ahead of me was downtown’s cityscape. It’s a peculiar feeling, this. A part sorrow and two thirds elation. Even if you hate a place, there’s always an attachment to it. I existed here, I took up space and lived a little while. Interacted with many different people, made friends and some pretty cool enemies. It’s stranger still to have existed indoors the bulk majority of your existence. So to me it was a prison of a kind. An expensive one at that. An expensive, inhospitable, and outright hostile one. Guess why that’s the singular reason smart people fled some time ago, well before the outbreak.
My mind flooded with mems from my timeline here, both good and bad. Friends come and gone, seasons melding into each other. Times of inactivity and reflection, others action packed and furious. All the while my soul burning for this very moment I would finally leave here. So many people asking me am I sure? Are you positive? Why would you move there? What’s even over there? (In Chapel Hill, NC). Good question, and I would shrug off their nagging queries with a smug lopsided grin. I even updated my playlist and star rated all of my jams for this very trip.
My route was simple:
- Chi to Indianapolis: 3 hrs
- lunch/walk dog in Indianapolis: 1 hr
- Indianapolis to Lexington, KY: 2 hrs
- overnight in Lexington at Ramada Inn
- Lexington to Asheville: 3.5 hrs
- overnight in Asheville
- Asheville to Chapel Hill: 3.5 hrs
- secondary mission objective failed: visit Colonel Sander’s hometown.
I’ve never been to Indianapolis before. It’s not like there was ever a real pressing want/need to, either. Besides Indiana dunes, which seems like such a sad joke now compared to where I’m at I avoided this filthy, polluted state. With its industrial revolution factories and trucks. In my early 20’s my boys would want to road trip there because white girls were nicer there. I’d hit some pathetic casino’s now and again just for shits and giggles. Some Vietnamese friends thought I was supremely lucky because I won them $500 on roulette once. They were too chicken to bet on the number 13. Not lucky, just blessed beyond measure hehe.
Fun had while roaming throughout downtown Lexington, feeling the southern heat on my skin. Southern sun felt more intensely hot than the hottest summer day in Chicago, which had started cooling down before leaving. Crazy how a few hours distance makes has on weather. I was bummed I missed Colonel Sander’s hometown, next time.
Asheville was a brief excursion. I’ve never in my life been in the mountains (not in America at least, have in the Philippines). So sleeping in a hotel on top of a legit mountain was a real hootenanny. Loved the feel of it, the commanding view from up high. I stayed at the Asheville crowne plaza, pampering is vital to my half asian soul :). Keeping it classy like that. This is fun. I can get used to it. Felt like I needed gravity boots.