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!

Words for the Wanderers

by Nicole

Here are some words of wisdom from those who have wandered before us as we prepare to depart on our journey...

"Travel is a creative act - not simply loafing and inviting your soul, but feeding on the imagination, accounting for each fresh wonder, memorizing, and moving on...And the best landscapes, apparently dense or featureless, hold surprises if they are studied patiently, in the kind of discomfort one can savor afterwards."
-Pul Theroux

"Allons! Whoever you are, come travel with me!"
-Walt Whitman (Sarah's twice removed Grandfather perhaps??)

"It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after your own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

“A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.”
-John Steinbeck

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.”."
-Henry Miller

“Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Almost There...

by Lauren

So we leave for our trip in 34 hours! My only problem is that I'm really sick.... Worst timing ever, right? I'm doing my best to get 100% better by Wednesday morning, though, and if not you can all make fun of my scratchy voice and bright red nose on the show.

Anyway, Nicole, Sarah and I have spent the last week planning the specifics of our trip. We have all the dates for our interviews set up, and we even have a pretty good idea of where we're spending the night each night. Most of the work was done at Arcadia Coffee, where we had an important What Now Wanderers meeting.

Here's our table where we did all the brainstorming:


And here's the basic route we came up with:


I wish I weren't so sick so that I could write a better blog entry, but this is all I really have the energy for right now. I hope you'll keep following our trip!

Our First Interview: Kevin Van Aelst

by Nicole

On our trip we will be conducting interviews all over the country in all sorts of formats. Since What Now Wanderers are fairly tech-savvy (not to mention a tad bit blog crazy), it seems appropriate that our first "official" interview would be conducted via the internet.

During college, I was introduced to the world of photography by a friendly and fun professor by the name of Kevin Van Aelst. I enjoyed his introduction to photography class so much that the following year I enrolled in his digital photography class. I have spoken to a handful of other students who have had Professor Van Aelst and we all agree that his classes are great. I think that one of the things that make his classes so great his passion for what he is teaching - an asset that not every professor at my college has. It was this passion that inspired me to ask Professor Van Aelst to tell his story.

Check out what he had to say!
1.) Have you always wanted to be a photographer?

Not at all. In High School, I had nothing to do with art and was most interested in math and science, and I always thought this was what I would do with my life. I went into college as a Biology major, and graduated with a degree in Social Psychology. It wasn't until the very final stretch of college that I'd even begun to consider taking art seriously as a career path.

2.) How did you get into photography?

I bought my first SLR camera on a whim. It was the summer after my freshman year at college, and I thought taking pictures would be a fun hobby to take up. The next school year, I signed up for a membership in the community darkroom in the basement of the student union. I spent the next couple years as one of those kids who always had a camera around their neck, and spending what free time I could find in that darkroom. I studied more and more about art and took some contemporary art history classes and I learned that art could be simple. Art could be smart, rather than emotional; art could be clever rather than sensitive; and art could be fun, rather than serious. This made me want to learn as much as I could, and try new and different things through photography (not just constant hunting for interesting scenes to shoot--something I love doing, but was never very good at). After I graduated from Cornell, I moved home for a year and tried to figure out what the heck to do with my life. One of my thesis advisors told me that I shouldn't go to grad school for anything unless I couldn't possibly imagine my life without it. So I decided to take a serious shot at it and to get my Masters of Fine Art.

3.) Were there any challenges along the road to pursuing a career in photography?

Millions. Art itself is easy, like speaking, or thinking; it's simply a way of communicating. Good Art is a different matter all together. Translating a concept, notion, vision, sensation, or idea in a clear, non-verbal way is a terrifying task. What is it you want to communicate? And how to go about that? And does it even matter? and how does it fit in with the on-going dialogue of the human experience that basically is what Contemporary Art is all about. To even put oneself out there as an "artist" is, again, terrifying.

There are many many ways to make a living with photography. There are portrait/event/wedding photographers (something I've never had any interest in), there is commercial and product photography--which pays great, but isn't very fulfilling, and even within the realm of Fine Art there are countless genres of photography. The luckiest job for any artist to have is one that keeps them involved in their field, and affords them the time and energy to devote to their craft. Teaching has been that great turn of luck for myself, and along with the magazine work I've done in the last year or so, I'm lucky enough to have the time and money to keep producing, exhibiting, and selling work.

4.) What advice do you have for someone who is unsure of what they want to do?

Don't let anyone tell you that you need to have it all figured out by the time you finish college. Of all the people I know who love what they are doing with their lives, very few are on a trajectory that could have predicted when they graduated. Take any opportunity you have to learn more about yourself, and never be afraid to fail. One of my favorite pieces of advice is: It's better to be at the bottom of a ladder you want to climb than to be half way up one that you don't.

Kevin Van Aelst has an awesome website. Check it out here!

Celebrity

by Nicole
It's nice to be recognized. To have someone say, "Hey! You're so-and-so" or, "Why, didn't you do that?!". Recently, recognition happened to me. Okay, okay... You're probably thinking that it was some stranger on the street screaming out, "Oh my word! Aren't you Nicole?!". As cool as that would be, that wasn't the case. Actually, the person who recognized me was my mailman. This would be totally normal since he has been my mailman my entire life and often recognizes me and say hello, but it was the fact that he recognized me and referred to the What Now Wanderers article in the Greenwich Time that got me excited. He knows a lot of things about a lot of people via mail, but I still was surprised at his degree of knowledge about our trip. He commented on the grant, the route, and inquired about the car. He asked if we were planning to take my '91 Dodge Shadow. I said no and that if we did do that, we might not make it past Lancaster. All in all it was a nice experience to have our trip recognized! It's a good feeling to know that people are learning about what we are going to be doing and that they are excited enough about it to bring it up in conversation!