Virgina is for Lovers
Trip Start Sep 05, 2010
12Trip End Sep 18, 2010
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Where I stayed
503 Owens St.
The Schneider household
I forgot how beautiful this drive until we drove down through the Appalachians. We ended up taking a scenic route as we got closer to Blacksburg, through Ironto, Va. instead of entering in Blacksburg through Christiansburg, which isn't so pretty.
We stayed with my very dear friend (and one of our groomsmen) Herb Schneider and his awesome dad, Herb Schneider. We went to The Cellar, one of my old haunts that we college kids used to drink and eat at downtown. The food tasted exactly as I remembered it (Veggie Greek spaghetti is the the bomb) although the crowd completely changed. It has become more jock-ish as opposed to the punk rock hipster / grungy hippy crowd I recall back in the 90's
The Herb's gave a us a brief tour of campus (of course I knew it already but Karl didn't). We pointed out where the Va Tech massacre occurred and I showed Karl where my old dorms were. We drove around the big Drill Field, a central part of campus. I used to jog around it late at night. It was safe because a security car would drive around the field simultaneously and could see me jogging the whole time. I miss jogging at night. It was so quiet. I hadn't been to Tech since before the massacre. It seemed pretty much the same except for the memorials for the lives lost. I always felt that the VA TECH massacre was Blacksurg's 9-11 (which I experienced when living in NYC my second year living there in 2001). But like NYers, the Blacksburgians bounced back.
Certain things remain the same (same coffee shop, Bollo's and breakfast joint, Gillies) as other changed--all the downtown record stores were gone. So sad.
I wish we had more time to go to Mountain Lake where I worked in the dining room one summer. They shot Dirty Dancing there. Mountain Lake is a natural lake on top of a mountain. It's gorgeous and right next to the Appalachian Trail. There's a great view from the trail up there but alas, we must push forth to Tennessee to visit my father's side of the family and learn about my crazy ancestors and their wild west shoot 'em up stories.