I’ve been a Midwest girl my whole life. I’ve lived in 3 Midwest states and traveled through all of them.
It wasn’t until I started my current job that I began to appreciate the MW. I get to meet and work with people from all over the country and I always hear people raving about how much they love people from the Midwest. I’m not sure why we have that reputation but I’ll take it.
We also have giant lakes, good food and brilliant fall colors. As with all things, we have our good and our bad. The bad: driving through Ohio.
Ohio as a state isn’t bad at all but driving through it is something straight out of Dante.
Flat, straight roads full of truckers and surrounded by corn. You do all you can to not fall asleep (for me that’s serenading myself with various not-so-guilty pleasure songs).
Yesterday, I had to drive to Athens which is at the bottom of the state, almost on the border of West Virginia.
Over a 5 hour drive from Detroit. Over 5 hours of 60 mph speed limit (come on, Ohio), fields and fields of corn, tractors and straight, narrow roads. It. Was. Awesome.
After Columbus, the drive got a little better as Wayne National Forrest loomed up. The dreary, treadmill of a road instantly became one of the most photogenic roads I’ve ever been on.
Unfortunately, the shoulders of the road are only to be used for emergencies so I couldn’t pull over to capture everything but I did manage a few, quick snaps.
I finally arrived at the Ohio University Inn, nestled right in the heart of a storybook, quaint midwestern town.
Each room opens up to a balcony or patio leading into a central courtyard where you can eat dinner, sit around a bonfire or have a drink under the twinkle lights strung up between the buildings.
Midwestern charm at it’s finest.
Avoiding the temptation of my giant of a marshmallow bed for the moment (which I’m currently in and let me tell you, it’s dreamy), I headed down to the gym to retrain my legs that they can do more than cramp up in a little car.
I have a jeep and every time I have to drive a smaller car, I feel like I’m meshed into a tin can. Is that just a weird me thing or do you big car people feel like that too?
After the gym, I beelined right to my big bed for Netflix and dinner which ended up being so good, I just have to share it with you!
Grilled tomato and peach salad with burrata.
Squash and zucchini noodles.
Perfectly whipped garlic, buttermilk potatoes.
Currently, I’m in a food coma watching my binging obsession (The Mysteries of Laura) and wishing my pup was here to snuggle with me.
Have you driven through Ohio? Is there another state that’s terrible to drive through? Or am I just really picky?