sunnuntai 18. tammikuuta 2015

Redneck Riviera and the historical heritage of the US

After leaving D.C. behind, we bought a navigator and started to get some serious mileage by heading to the Atlantic Coast. Our decision of destination was made as unrationally as always, some girl had said in a bar that there is a place called Do Me Beach at the coast and our juvenile minds thought it was funny and needed to be visited.
Crossing the state border we entered into Delaware, which is a state free from sales tax. This means, that you must hit the Outlet malls big time. We picked up a mall, where on the side of the the mall entrance was an unpredictable meth-head doing some psychedelic body spasms. Every mall around here should have some distinct feature to stand out from others.
By night we arrived in Dewey Beach or better known as Do Me Beach. It was promoted to be a place where drinks are served with Rohypnol and girls forget how to wear clothes. We were prepared to have a major spring-break type party, but found only a small birthday party held in a small bar. After few jelly shots we decided to save our best energy for future challenges.
 
This board of rules makes you wonder is everything else allowed that's not mentioned in this board.
Just one hour south from Do Me Beach was a city called Ocean Beach. It wasn't hard to fall in love with this place. Nice and warm Atlantic breeze makes your nipples tickle and you wanna stroll it's long boardwalk forever with your gay shirts. 
When you want to shop some decent clothes for workplace go to the beachfront stores at both, Do Me Beach and in Ocean Beach.
We were looking forward on how Virginia Beach would answer to it's bold nickname - Redneck Riviera. We sucked some creamy cones and waited for the hillbillies and their trucks to deliver some action. No such luck this time, but at least some Naval AFB fighters were showing some American might at the sunny sky.
One of the most important historical towns in the US is Williamsburg. It's just a little detour on the way to the Appalachian mountains. The early settlers had hard time building America from the scratch so sometimes they needed to balance their nerves by wearing funny joke hats such as these. 
This is were it all comes down to - filling up your baby for the first time.
In the suburbs of a town called Charlottesville we ended up staying in a Paki-motel. The concept is best described as quick and dirty. It’s a type of motel from the cheap end where you want to minimize your stay. Distinct features include room with burn marks from cigarettes, weird rugs on the floor and on the walls, smell of urine and smokes, and relatively rude staff. 

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