Delaware vs Stegaceratops
I had a dream last night while staying in a Holiday Inn Express in Newark, Delaware. Geno’s was still in the basement, only it was where the Big Sleazy is. My friend and I were standing outside - I was collecting money ($5/person) and she was stamping hands. It was still light out, so there were not a lot of people coming in. Besides, I need a refreshing beverage because it was hot out. So, I went downstairs. They had wifi there, but not if you closed the bathroom door. Something to do with it being in a basement, but it seemed weird. Anyway, my reward for helping work the door (and doing so in a very weird outfit), was a small beanie- baby sized plushy, handmade by the barkeep. It was orange. Couldn’t decide between a stegosaurus and a triceratops (although I would never have that conundrum in waking life) and so it came out a Stegaceratops, and was pretty freaking adorable.
So now, I expect you are wondering, why did I have this dream in a Holiday Inn Express in Newark, Delaware. The first part of this quandry is easy to answer - I like Holiday Inn Express. For my money, they are relatively inexpensive, I always know what I am going to get, people are friendly, and they have continental breakfast. Overall, they are RELIABLE, and that is truly what the weary traveler needs.
But Newark, Delaware?
I admit I was lured to the area by the Rest Stop of the Future, but in reality, Delaware just sucks and it was just a stop to keep the day from being too long on the way to D.C. The water tastes gross, the pizza is gross, they don’t sell beer in 7-11 and the beer they have in the liquor store is loads of disappointing and kind of expensive. Thank you, Newcastle, for not being gross.
I did get a bag of nectarines from a farm stand at a rest stop in Massachusetts. That was pretty awesome. That made me feel better about driving through the Bronx at 5p.m. and having to pay more than $9 for the privilege of leaving the state of New Jersey.
And, we listened to a bunch of Prairie Home Companion (no thanks to the crappy reception of New Jersey’s NPR station) on CD that my darling sister lent us.
Today is a new day, filled with possibility and lack of Delaware. I will take photos. Good times will be had.

