It's All Happening In Nashville

After bidding adeiu to the man in yellow tights in Metropolis, we drove east towards Nashville, Tennessee. We arrived early enough in the night to take a driving tour of the city, get a hotel, and go out on the town for a few hours before calling it a night. We decided to walk around the main area of downtown Nashville, camera in hand. We weren't sure what or who we'd encounter, but we were prepared nonetheless. We were happy to have been prepared when we came across two street performers. We asked them about their stories, their passions, and life as a street performer. They were happy to oblige and we walked away with a spontaneous and insightful interview. We were satisfied with our one interview, but the road had other plans for us. Just a few feet up the road from the two street performers we interviewed was a man named Darby, another street performer who was busy strumming away at his guitar. As we walked by, he started to tell us about his ambitions to be a street performer and his passion for music. We all exchanged glances as he spoke - what he was saying was perfect interview material. Sarah jumped at the opportunity and asked Darby's permission to film him. He agreed and what followed was a valuable addition to our collection of interviews. He told us about how he had started playing in the clubs of downtown Nashville and how we was working his way towards stardom. His drive was evident and all three of us heard his passion as he shared one of his songs with us.

Darby (on left) and his friend, also a street performer

We left Darby to his music after we finished up his interview and continued to wander around the downtown area until we found ourselves inside B.B. Kings Blues Club.

A live band played inside and, at the end of their set, the musicians came out into the audience!

Sarah getting serenaded by one of the musicians:

It never hurts to be reminded of this:

What's more Nashville/country music than Dolly Parton?!

We returned to our hotel that night (after stopping for McFlurries, of course) feeling satisfied. We had met people who were doing what they loved - playing music. Even if it wasn't paying an incredible amount, all of the street performers we interviewed had a crucial ingredient of success: hope. Maybe we aren't all doing exactly what we are passionate about as a career at the moment, but our visit to Nashville served as a reminder that remaining hopeful and working hard at whatever it is that we love can lead to the fulfillment of dreams.

Superman and Metropolis

by Lauren

As Nicole mentioned in our last blog entry, we found our way to Metropolis, Illinois - home of Superman! We didn't have any interviews there, but rather than moving on to the next town right away, we stuck around for the day to check out Metropolis. So much of the town looked like it popped right out of the 1950s and we found that everyone was amazingly nice and friendly. I guess when Superman lives in your town, you have to be good.

After doing a little sightseeing, we had some less exciting stuff to get done - laundry. We found a local laundromat and while we were there, we met Mr. and Mrs. Stouffer who, by coincidence, were originally from Rhode Island. Practically neighbors! They were really friendly and wanted to invite us over to dinner, but we had to be in Tennessee that night, so we couldn't. Here they are with their adorable dog, Pepe:

Before leaving Metropolis, we had one last thing to take care of - feeding our dumpster cats! When we got back to the place where we had been the night before, we discovered that someone else was already feeding the dumpster kitties, so we just left the bag of food we bought for whoever was already taking care of them.

While we wandered around looking for the cats, we found this cute little baby frog! Here's Sarah holding it:

And a giant bug:

We finally found our dumpster kitties too!

That concludes our time spent in Metropolis. Next stop - Smoky Mountains!

It's a Bird... It's a Plane... It's a Metropolis???

by Nicole

After leaving behind the beauty of St. Louis, the Wanderers discussed the possibility of staying in a bed and breakfast for the night. We decided that it would probably be the most affordable to stay an hour or so outside of St. Louis so we locked in our next destination - Nashville, Tennessee - into Sarah's GPS and started to drive. Along the way Lauren got busy scanning nearby bed and breakfasts on her iPhone.

We both started calling whatever places were in the area while Sarah drove. Every single place we called was full! Lauren called one place that was a revamped one-room school house only to have the person who answered the phone say, "Our room is full". Our room. Just one! The luck on my end was not any better, so we all decided to drive a little further and stop at the next promising exit (at this point we were in Illinois...again, cut NOT Effingham... and promising exits were coming at a rate of every twenty-five to sixty miles). Sarah's trusty GPS told us that the nearest cluster of life was in a town called Metropolis. We decided to pull off when we saw the exit. Little did we know at the time that Metropolis, Illinois would be one of the most memorable stops we would make on our journey.

As we exited the highway we were pleasantly greeted by a sign with the words "GIANT SUPERMAN STATUE STRAIGHT AHEAD". It may have been late, but time could not stop us from seeing Superman.


We followed the sign and found ourselves passing what I have always pictured small town America to look like. Humble residences sat next to local shops. Shortly after arriving in town we saw a large statue. Could this be Superman?! A closer look revealed that Superman was not the only man in Metropolis to have a giant statue made in his honor. It was Big John or Big John's groceries complete with produce in hand. We drove on with high expectations for Superman's giganticness. Of COURSE he would be larger than Big John! This was his town after all. We drove on only to have the small town feel end abruptly when we came across a Harrah's Casino whose bright lights compared to Las Vegas. As quickly as small town was disturbed by Harrah's, it reemerged as we continued to follow the signs towards Superman. Then we saw it. "Is this it?!" It's size had been dwarfed by Big John, but in reference to the average statue, Superman's was pretty giant.

We left Superman and promised to return to him in the daylight to get a closer look at his pecks and overall physique. Though it was in the middle of NO WHERE, the three of us decided to venture into Harrah's hotel to take in the local scene. The parking lot was packed. Mostly with out-of-towners from Tennessee and Kentucky. Lauren surmised that this was probably the closest casino for all surrounding states. I pictured caravans of cars leaving every hour on the hour for the destination of Metropolis, Illinois - metropolis? Not so much.

Sarah and Lauren entering Harrah's:

We weren't allowed to take pictures inside the casino, but just imagine what it would be like to live inside a pinball machine and you should get a good idea of what it was like. After leaving (and spending $3.75 on watered down cranberry vodkas), we headed to the car to find a hotel to stay in. As we approached the car Sarah made the mistake of saying, "Hey! There's a cat" - a mistake that she would spend the next 24 hours regretting because Lauren and I are avid cat fans and Sarah happens to be allergic to them. Lauren and I did our best to call the cat over only to notice that another was coming out to greet us and then a third. Within minutes we were surrounded by a dozen or so dumpster cats and found ourselves wandering (it's what we do so well) near an abandoned maintenance shack.

The clan of dumpster cats:

Abandoned maintenance shack:

Lauren and I eventually heeded to Sarah's pleads to leave our new friends, but we promised to return in the morning with food for them to enjoy. More on the rest of our stay in Metropolis to come...

St. Louis, Missouri

by Lauren

After our amazing interviews at Hallmark Cards in Kansas City, Missouri, the three of us headed across the state to St. Louis where we hoped to have our picture taken with the St. Louis Arch. But first, we took important Roadtrip Nation hat photos.

Sarah:

Nicole:

Me:

We drove across the state on a lot of those endless roads that Nicole talked about in her las post, and finally made it to St. Louis, Missouri to see the Arch:

We arrived in the city, found a parking spot, and started wandering (because that's what the What Now Wanderers do best). We first walked down to the Mississippi River, which I have never seen before! It was really big and very... dirty-looking. It did have a lot of cool ships on it though, including this one which looks like it came straight out of a Mark Twain novel:

Next stop was the St. Louis Arch, where we asked someone to take our picture standing under it. Apparently the idea of having the arch with us in the picture was way too confusing, so this is what we ended up with (just use your imagination and picture an arch above us):

Sarah and Nicole making their own arches:

As we wandered around the city looking for a good place to stop for dinner, we found ourselves in the middle of Rocktoberfest, which on that particular day was featuring an 80s hair band:

We head-banged a little at the concert (no really, we did) and then headed over to Jake's Steaks, an awesome restaurant in Old St. Louis:

After an enormous meal (there was enough food for at least 8 people) we piled back into the car and headed in the general direction of Tennessee.

Goodbye St. Louis!

Little did we know that we'd find ourselves that night in a town called Metropolis, Illinois - home of Superman! But that's a story for another day....

...AND You Can Nap While You Work! (Road Trip Day 3)

by Nicole

Day 3 of our adventure marked that (very happy) departure from Motel 6 and our journey from Effingham, Illinois to Kansas City, Missouri - home of Hallmark Cards! We traveled along what seemed like endless highway before arriving to the headquarters.

Examples of endless highway:

Once we arrived, we were greeted by a young, bubbly creative recruiter named Bess. She was kind enough to give us an in-depth tour of Hallmark and to tell us about the company's mission and history. We were very impressed by everything, but I think that we have all come to the conclusion that among Hallmark's most notable aspects was it's designated "Nap Room" where employees were allowed to venture during the course of the day to recharge. We all have an affinity for napping (in college we all napped more than we did in pre-school...), so the fact that Hallmark had a room designated to the sport of napping was thrilling.

Here are some picture from our tour of Hallmark:


A space devoted to illustration inspiration for employees!

Crown lighting!

After touring the building, we were able to sit down with two writers for Hallmark, Andre and Molly. We loved hearing their stories and advice!

Andre used to be a circus clown!

Molly was a freelance writer and during our interview I learned that she wrote a book on writing greeting cards that I own! It was actually the first book I had ever gotten on the subject. Coincidence?! I think not!

We left Hallmark inspired, ready to face the rest of our trip and hungry. Bess recommended a local spot over the Kansas border called Oklahoma Joe's. Though our stomachs were growling, we all decided that before crossing the state line into Kansas we had to visit the world's largest shuttlecock first. Can you blame us?!

View from inside the shuttlecock:

We satiated our need for a world's largest thing (for the time being) and headed over the state line to Oklahoma Joe's. The restaurant resided directly next to a gas station, but it's line of customers proved that it was definitely NOT a place that Guy Fieri would classify as a dive. We struggled through the unfamiliar lingo of the menu and tried out best to order like the locals. We considered ordering in our finest Kansas City drawl, but thought it in our best interest to refrain after the Motel 6 incident.

The crowd in Oklahoma Joe's:

Kansas City (Missouri and Kansas) left us feeling very full and very creative. It opened our eyes to a type of work environment that we would all would be happy to be a part of. Andre and Molly proved to us that passionate work can also be (and often is) meaningful work. It was obvious that both them and Bess feel fulfilled by the work that they do and that they are living out the company's mission of "creating a more emotionally connected world by making a genuine difference in every life, every day". They certainly made a difference in our lives by taking the time to share their stories with us.

by Sarah
Sorry it seems that we skipped a few days along the way. Those of you who were following our blog hopefully didn't think we were stuck in the Motel 666 all this time. We escaped/ ran out of there as quickly as possible the next day and then went on the road again.
Those who know me know that the way I tell stories is in a way that sometimes lacks chronological order. Many times I may also leave out or forget the "punch line" of the story. (I know this is enticing you to read my blog post more and more as I keep writing). Its one of my quirks aka personality flaws... So, instead of boring and confusing you with my storytelling disabilities, I'll write a series of lists that will hopefully convey the trip in a compelling way.

I feel that whenever I travel, there seem to be many common themes that are present. These themes occur while traveling abroad as well as domestically. Here are some observations and themes that I experienced along the way.

1. Irony. Any time I have traveled, irony seems to be a common theme i.e a middle of nowhere town in Illinois called Metropolis with a population about the size of my high school. Another example was talking about a international city or country like Paris, Mexico, or Italy and then seeing signs for it less than a minute later (in Middle America). In the middle of nowhere we saw signs for "New Florence," Mexico, Paris, Tuscany Condominiums, and Vienna. There were actually any points when Lauren was talking about Brent, who was in London at the time, and then we would see these "England" trucks every half-mile or so. Crazy coincidences like these happened all along the trip. I wonder what God was trying to tell us... maybe that I need to travel soon (or maybe that's just how I interpreted it). Another extremely ironic event was during our stay at The Inn at Christmas Place in Pigeon Forge, TN. Since the hotel was all Christmas themed, Lauren thought of the great idea to do secret Santa. We each drew each others names from a hat (that Nicole made during the trip). I picked Lauren, Lauren picked Nicole, and Nicole picked me. We went to a store where you could buy leather, tshirts, fudge, and bathing suits. Can you imagine a store like this that is not called Wal-Mart?! Well, we dispersed in the store and picked out quirky gifts for each other. The next morning we opened our gifts. The craziest thing happened- I had actually picked out the same gift for Lauren that she had picked for Nicole. A key chain with a pocket knife on it with the name "Bubba" etched on it. Of all the names to pick, we picked the same exact name! Alanis Morissette would have thought that was surely ironic. Another example of this was seeing a wooden bear walking down a pathway and thinking it was real. Later on that day, we did in fact see a real bear in the smoky mountains! I wouldn't be surprised if "Ironic" came on in the deep forests during our bear sighting.

2. Going full circle. Not only was our route around parts of the country routed in a way which made a circular path, but it was evident that our conversations, locations, people we met, etc. all went full circle after a certain amount of time. What I mean by this is many times a conversation we had earlier in the trip was brought up later on in the trip by a complete stranger, such as a person we interviewed. We'd be talking about our life goals, or direction in life, and then our interviews would give us just the guidance we needed. I heard common themes during the interviews over time and now that we're home, I'm starting to forget who said what, but I still remember the themes of persistence, determination, and courage coming through in the interviews. While playing "Psychic Radio" (a game Lauren introduced to us later in the trip), we found that many of our questions were answered by asking the radio a question and then strategically holding down the "seek" button for a designated number of seconds then releasing and seeing what song is playing. I don't really believe this is going to give us huge life advice, but its fun to play on a long road trip. Along the trip we saw signs for "Emma." Some middle of nowhere town. The coincidence being that we had just visited with my cousin Jean's new baby Emma in Indiana. I also saw signs for "Norwalk" (the city I just moved to in Connecticut). While in DC, we passed the Peace Corps building, the building in which I had corresponded with handfuls of people over the last and sent numerous documents as I waited in anticipation for my placement. It was interesting that the last day of our trip, we passed by this building. It was hard to see, because it was just a reminder that I wasn't there ("there" being in my placement, the Dominican Republic). It was also a reminder, and sign, to me that I still need to pursue my dreams of going into the Peace Corps and reapply next year when they may reevaluate me. To me, it was a sign and reminder that God was saying, "Don't give up. Continue to work towards this." The irony was that the Peace Corps building was actually right around the corner from the National Geographic building where we met with Chris Johns, the editor in chief of the magazine.

3. Quirks. Just as we found quirks in the strange towns we went to, we also couldn't help but notice each of our own quirks. We established my story telling tendencies to often include the phrase "OH MY GOSH" (spoken with the perfect voice inflection sounding surprised and excited). We found Nicole's quirk to be in her conversation skills. Many times, Nicole will ask questions along the lines of: If you could be any (fill in the blank), which would you be... and why!? She has a way of asking such unique questions it gets you stumped and really makes you think. Many times these questions will come out of no where (but are surely connected in Nicole's train of thought). Lauren tends to be a dream crusher and cannot suspend disbelief. This happened a couple times during the trip.

Thats all I got for now, and I should probably get ready for work. I'll write more observations as soon as I can!

Motel 6: Quite the Adventure

by Nicole

At the end of day three of our trip, our wandering caravan found itself tired of driving, tired of corn, and tired enough to want nothing more than to find a comfortable place to sleep. In an effort to save money, we decided to leave behind the extravagant lifestyle we had lead on our first night of the trip when we blew a whopping $130.00 on a hotel room and instead found ourselves checking into a Motel 6 (Motel 666 in my mind...) in Effingham, Ohio ("I don't want effing-ham! I want effin-turkey!"). We checked in and were pleasantly surprised upon entering our room to find tropical/metropolitan comforter awaiting us.

Tropical/Metropolitan Comforter

The comforter was welcoming and friendly. So welcoming, in fact, that when we lifted it we wished that the people who had visited the room before us hadn't been so inclined to visit it. I'm not sure which had more presence on the sheets below the comforter: foot resideue or green puss. Shortly after surveying the infectious bed situation, Sarah visited the bathroom and was greeted by a porcelin bowl complete with old urine. The tub held another goody, a rim of dirt from a pervious bathmat.

Dirty, Dirty Tub

To add to the fun of the the situation inside the room, we had a room full of inebriated men a floor below us outside the room. On our way up to our temporary abode, we could hear one of the men yelling, "Git out hur!!! Thur ir three of em!" Once we got into our room and took note of the situation, Lauren and I decided that we should try to find clean sheets to make our night less disgusting.

The concierge was new and didn't know where to find fresh sheets, so instead we used a plethora of towels to create a barrier between us and the residue of the people who had slept in the beds before us. On the way back into the room after getting towels, one of the fellas (fell-uhs in Effingham) yelled up to Lauren, "How old err ewe??" Lauren asked why and he asked if we were older than seventeen to which Lauren replied with, "Yes, definitely older than seventeen." His response to Lauren was equal parts frightening and illegal: "Then come on down!" We politely declined by running towards the door. Lauren yelled, "We're fourteen and a half! Sorry!" as I cried out repeatedly, "Mom! Mom!", while banging on the door of our room. We escaped without any bodily injury, but the wounds of that night's events will take years to fully heal.

Day 2: Reconnecting with old friends (and new ones)!

by Sarah

The first night, we slept in Streetsboro, Ohio at a beautiful hotel called the Fairfield Inn & Suites.  I was glad to have free continental breakfast, clean shower, and clean rooms.  However, this was a huge mistake to go to such a beautiful place for our first stop since it set the bar for all the other stops we'd be making.  The only reason we stayed here was because it was so late into the evening and we just wanted to find a place to stay.  Well, we got up, ate breakfast and got on our way.  We were going to visit my friend Liz who I met while studying abroad in Lithuania two years ago.  I hadn't seen her since we said goodbye on the bus early that December morning.  We met her at Michigan State University where we met up with Nicole's friends Sarah and Carl from Quinnipiac Univeristy.  Carl, Sarah, Nicole, and Lauren walked around campus (causing Lauren some blisters on her feet) and I went to coffee with Liz.  We caught up over coffee and it was just like old times.  It was so wonderful to see her and just to be together for a couple hours.  So, all of us met up a couple hours later and went on our way to Indianapolis.  We drove through beautiful corn fields, more corn fields, oh, and some more corn fields.  We arrived in Indianapolis to visit my cousin and her new baby girl Emma Jean Wittmann Crane.  She came into the world earlier that morning and I was privileged to see her on her zero year birthday!  She is beautiful.  I was in awe when I saw her.  She was so tiny and her skin was so soft. I got to hold her and cuddle with her.  I brought her a little pink dress and some little onesy outfits, as well as a pale green blanket that I knitted for her.  We dressed her up in the dress and she looked like a little princess.  So beautiful!  I'll put up pictures as soon as I can.  After visiting with Jean, her husband John, and Emma, we went on to drive a few hours so that we would cut down the driving time for the next day.  I'll allow either Lauren or Nicole to post about the hotel we stayed at that night to be fair to them (you'll see why later...).  Thats all for now! 

Lancaster County, PA (Road Trip Day 1)

by Lauren

The time is finally here - we're on our road trip! We left on Wednesday morning and headed for our first stop in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. We had hoped to interview an Amish person, but discovered that being filmed is against their beliefs, so instead we interviewed the owner of Good 'n Plenty, a fantastic restaurant in Lancaster.

First, though, we headed over to Intercourse, PA (what a name, right?) where we took in some of the local culture. The land out there was so different from what we're used to at home. There were farms everywhere and Amish people riding in horse-drawn buggies.

We stopped at one little village where we got our picture taken with a couple of big horses:

This one even smiled for the camera:

After roaming around for a little bit, we went to Good 'n Plenty, which is owned by Sarah's friend Jenn's grandparents. Good 'n Plenty is such a fantastic restaurant and Jenn's grandparents are so sweet. Right when we arrived, Jenn's grandmother served us a huge meal of mashed potatoes, fried chicken, pork & sauerkraut, homemade vanilla ice cream, and shoo fly pie:

After filling ourselves with as much food as we could handle, we interviewed Jenn's grandfather about his restaurant. He had lots of great advice for young people, but I don't want to spoil the interview so I won't say anything more.

We spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around Lancaster County, where we saw lots of adorable farm animals and beautiful landscapes:

As we were driving around trying to figure out what to do next, we stumbled upon an abandoned corn maze with little tricycles and of course we had to get out to play. I love this picture of Sarah rounding a corner on her tricycle in front of a field that says "FIELD":

Some other random shots I really liked:

Finally, we put the corn fields of Lancaster behind us and headed on towards Ohio:

If you want to see all of my photos from Day 1, check out my slideshow here:


Sarah and Nicole took a lot of fantastic pictures too that they'll hopefully be uploading soon!

Anyway, right now we're in Odessa, Missouri and we have lots more to blog about but it's getting late, so that will have to wait for tomorrow. Keep checking back for more!