Utah! Get Me Two!

When I drove through Utah Thursday and Friday I was in awe of the landscape, but this was all I could think of.

Thursday started out with a short drive to Golden, Colorado for the Coors brewery tour. I had never been on a brewery tour so I didn’t know quite what to expect. I enjoyed it, but was a little disappointed that the fresh tasting room was closed. Overall the tour was informative, the packaging line was mesmerizing, and it was free so there’s not much to complain about. However, I did buy an extra large shirt that was long enough to be an XL but was so tight you it could have been a medium. Oh well.

After leaving the tour, I started the drive to Salt Lake City. Can we talk about what an engineering masterpiece the interstate highway system is? Take I-70 in Colorado. Driving through Glenwood Canyon the views are not only mind blowing, but the bridge, viaducts, and tunnels are mind blowing. Words cannot describe what kind of work and ingenuity wnet into this stretch of highway while preserving the natural beauty of the canyon.

Utah is equally as beautiful, but not quite the engineering feat. There really is something special about driving through the desert and seeing these amazing mountains and mesas not quite flying by at 80 miles per hour.

Not bad, Utah

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Southwestern Idaho apparently used to be some sort of prehistoric lake and looking around with that mindset you can trick yourself into seeing the old banks of lake in the mountains and ridge lines. I’d show you a picture of what I’m talking about, but the only picture I took in Idaho was this one:

That's an Idaho plate that says GOTSPUD. I think they win the license plate game.

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Oregon and eastern Washington are a lot of yellow rolling hills and mountains slowly breaking into the brown of freshly tilled fields and the greens of vineyards before hitting you with the onslaught of rain forest green that is the Snoqualmie Pass. It’s hard not to lean forward and look up out your windshield at the mountains cut through the low clouds as you drive through the pass and into the greater Seattle area.

I’m in Mukilteo now. I’ve used the last couple of days to unpack and acclimate to my new environs. Today I stared applying to jobs. The goal is to get a job waiting tables as soon as possible while also looking for work outside of the service industry.

From hear on out, as far as this blog is concerned, expect about two posts a week on my job search, things I notice about living in the area compared to where I’ve come from, and just general musings.

Wait, This is Kansas?

I write today from a hotel room on an urbanized portion of the prairie, the university town of Manhattan, KS. I spent maybe an hour an a half downtown last night getting dinner at a place (Rock-a-Belly) recommended by a friend and former coworker and, I have to say, I really dig the vibe of this city. It’s some sort of weird cross between a larger Boone and Chapel Hill and I almost wish I could spend more time here, but I must I press on westward.

Yesterday started off with a trip to the Super Museum in Metropolis, IL. It was a nice look at a bunch of Superman memorabilia, but I would hesitate to call it a museum. It was more of a collection that had been open to the public. Most of the signs just read “Don’t touch!” and there wasn’t much organization going on. There was plenty of stuff there that peaked my interest, but none of it was labeled so I had no idea what I was looking at or what it’s significance was. Overall verdict? If for some reason you find yourself in Metropolis, stop by but don’t go out of your way to go there.

The highlights from the Super Museum. Commentary on the blog later

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Lets talk about these pictures though. This first one is in the town square. Just a huge Superman in front of what I’m guess was town hall.

Second was this gem. “Superman in Scotland Yard.” This was one of the few items that had a sign nearby. Apparently, in the early days of Superman, when it was distributed overseas they sent out these black and white promo pictures that artists would late color in themselves. The guy who did this one apparently had no idea who Superman was.

What is there to say about a paper mache Doomsday? That Batman is life-sized.

Let’s talk about this creepy kid in the last picture. He looks like he’s going to grow up and become some bro that look on his face and his stance just screams “Hey bro, take a picture of me while I sexually assault this unconscious girl.” Way to go 90s.

The rest of the day was largely uneventful. Missouri was odd. There were a bunch of state routes that were just labeled with single or double letters instead of numbers. But there were numbered state routes too. There was quite a large number of adult superstores just off the highway. I guess there’s not a lot to do in Missouri. St Louise looked cool from what I saw from the road and Kansas City was a knot of bridges.

Let’s talk about Kansas though.

I am thoroughly impressed with you, Kansas. I was expecting flat, flat, flat. Instead I get rolling hills and sweeping prairie vistas. I chuckled to myself when I saw the “Welcome to the Flint Hills” sign. What could be so great about them? Well I crested the hill and I saw what was great. Tall, rolling hills of green and amber grasses, dotted with cattle and copses of trees. I was stunned. My mouth dropped open. I said “Wow” outloud, which is a rarity to me. I regret not getting that picture. Here’s a picture from the Flint Hills Tall Grass Prairie Overlook I took in a downpour late on though:

Some rainy Flint Hills Tall Grass Prairie for yah

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Did I mention the speed limit here is 75? That’s great too.

I’m off to Denver today to take a break from the road and reconnect with some old friends.

Greetings from the Burgeoning Metropolis of Metropolis, Illinois

I feel like I wait my whole life to make bad jokes like that.

The weekend in Boone was pretty good. I got to spend time at some of my favorite places with some of my favorite people. I had a Philly at Cafe Portofino and a mediocre sandwich at the worst bar in the world, Macados. There were places I didn’t get to go and people I wasn’t able to see, but that’s life and overall I got what I think I needed during my visit.

It’s creeping up on 7 AM here in Superman’s hometown (no, seriously, they claim that title, but more on that later). I left Boone yesterday morning and not long after that the Eastern Time Zone as well. The drive was pretty uneventful. People in Tennessee drive fast, but generally aren’t dicks about it. The roads in Kentucky are not that great, but I did get to cross the Ohio River. It was pretty big.

I also ran parallel to a large thunderhead moving across the relatively flat landscape of western Kentucky and was quite struck by how awesome it looked. Big, billowy clouds of white ending in varying layers of dark grey to almost black sheets of rain. I don’t know why it left suck an impression on me, but it did. I almost stopped to take a picture, but then realized the camera on my phone wouldn’t have done it justice.

Today I head to everyone’s favorite island, Manhattan, KS!

Wait, there aren’t any islands in Kansas….

Oh, Manhattan, KS in a university town.

And it’s probably nothing like it’s big cousin in the northeast. Not that I have much experience with NYC.

I guess it’ll have to do, though.

Before I head further west, I’ll head to downtown Metropolis, IL and see this “Super” Museum. Like I mentioned earlier, the city of Metropolis claims to be Superman’s hometown. Even though he was born on another planet. And landed in Kansas. And I think the comic book city of Metropolis was supposed to be based on Cleveland or Chicago or something.  But, hey, there’s a museum that opens at 8 AM and there’s a big statue and it’s only like 15 minutes from my hotel, so I’ll stop by. I’ll take some pictures that you can check out on my Instagram @murrayme89

Speaking of university towns, quirky, small cities, and Instagram, here’s a picture of one of my favorite places in the world, Boone, NC:

How man pictures on my page are from Howard's Knob? One last look at my favorite little city.

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