Every road trip typically has a couple of long driving days in the schedule.
We only schedule one long driving day on our road trips to Florida. Of course, that's the entire trip. One. Long. Driving. Day.
But at the end, we're in Disney World.
He told us to park across the street in a bank parking lot that had signs posted specifically saying CUSTOMERS ONLY--ALL OTHERS WILL BE TOWED.
And here I though Texas was the lawless capitol of the US. Looks like West Virginia is giving them a run for their money.
Any negative thoughts were quickly dispelled, however, when we entered the restaurant to find Steve and his family already there, and a plate of cheese fries waiting for us.
You know all those stories in the Bible where people anoint the feet of their guests? If you really wanted to get on the Son of God's good side, have a plate of cheese fries waiting.
Here I am with Steve and what was left of the cheese fries.
No, boys, you can't have dessert until all of your cheese fries are gone.
I had a fun time messing with Ethan throughout the meal as well. He was pretty shy at first, but I think I got him warmed up with some jokes. He was attacking me with bodychecks outside later on, which appears to be how kids express their affection for me.
Evan texted him after we left Chicago. Filled him in on your weaknesses. All of them. In 160 characters. True Story.
After lunch, Steve wanted to show us around town a bit. We took a walk across the street to...the Marshall University football stadium.
Wow, you crossed Wrigley Field and ... wait, that can't be right. Let me check again...up,
Joan C. Edwards Stadium off of your "must visit" list in one trip. Impressive. Very Impressive.
OK, I may have made fun of West Virginia a little bit in this post, but I'll be the first to admit - that's pretty awesome how they got a train to turn 90° like that.
Steve and Shari were incredibly hospitable, great company, and obviously very proud of their town. Plus, they know their hamburger joints! It was a joy to meet them. Thanks guys!
We had the pleasure of meeting up with Steve, Shari & the kids last December in Disney World. Our flight was late getting in, and they had to leave right after the Epic Dis Dad's meet at DTD. By some stroke of luck, however, we bumped into each other a few minutes later amongst the crowds. They're some pretty great people.
Willie Nelson.
We're doing song references as a contest, right?
Because candy doesn't have enough sugar, let's inject it directly into the teeth.
Dinner this evening was...
...delivered to the room by Domino's Pizza.
Well, you win some, you lose some. And you definitively lost this one.
Not like there are many opportunities to win in Weston, WV.
And then we abandon Julie at the top of a mountain.
Better there than the bottom of a hole I guess.
Unless you have Barry's van. Then it's a couple of hours, tops.
I can do it in a few minutes if you need to, but they'll have to pry your eyelids open with a crow bar when we arrive.
Hills and trees, Mark, hills and trees.
You know, the exact opposite of Indiana. Flat and corn. Flat and corn.
Good point. I'll have to book my next trip with them. Do you know if they serve anything besides cheeseballs?
Chocolate cheese, bacon cheese and root beer.
And if you upgrade to 1st class - bacon.

As a guy, I typically only know the names of 7 colors, so Julie will be impressed it's up to 8!
Egg shell, off white, ivory, seashell, snow,beige, cream, and now... camouflage!