Land of Nod to Waffle House (pt 2)

As I slowly woke up in the back of the car, I knew something was wrong.

Perhaps it was just the dream I had while asleep in the back seat. We went to the wrong fields but somehow we were responsible (HA!) for bringing the NYU women's team their jerseys. We, of course, failed. That seemed like a bad omen.

As I regained a sense of my surroundings, there were definitely questions about which road to take to Wheeling, WV. That's easy! Just take the PA Turnpike until it turns into I-70. You're there! That simple! Then, some new shit came to light:

We were in Maryland.

For those of you unfamiliar with geography, Ohio is due west from Pennsylvania which is, in turn, due west from New Jersey. Take note of the conspicuous absence of Maryland in that chain. This is because Maryland is due SOUTH of Pennsylvania. To visualize a little better:

This is what our route should have looked like
This is the route we took

We only added an hour to a huge trip, so it wasn't a big deal, but it is still crazy to end up in the wrong state. JP and I had fallen asleep in the back seat to let Paul navigate for Jimmy. We should have known better. For those of you scoring at home, that would be Strike One for Paulie.

In any case, we slept far less for the remainder of the trip, eventually pulling into the Waffle House at ~6:30am. Jimmy pulled an ironman and drove the whole way while conversing with Paul. JP and I were in and out of the conversation. I can't speak for him, but I'm just that way. Sweet Sanctuary of Breakfast at last.

"Those of us that had been up all night were in no mood for coffee and donuts, we wanted strong drink."