There were a few potential ways I could have attacked Virginia. I knew for sure I wanted to land in Baltimore by the weekend, so what I desired was a stopover that was charming, convenient, and affordable. Should I drive through the Western mountains and hit up the hip college town of Blacksburg, as my …
Author: Nick Vitale
Nick Vitale is a white male millenial from Wisconsin who dabbles in short stories and screenwriting while drifting from one barista job to another. This is his first attempt at a blog.
Ghostly Oddities, Part II
Good day, ghostlings! Look at me, I'm on the beach! Virginia Beach to be exact. A locale I picked almost completely at random. There's little to do except chill out and imbibe the touristy coastal atmosphere and that's exactly what I'm going to do for the next day or two. Two nights ago I stayed …
$5 Poems and Painkillers in Asheville, North Carolina
One question I've been asked a lot lately is "what's your favorite city so far?" or "what city would you like to live in someday?". It's a bit tough to answer since I'm only spending a day or two in most places I visit, and I tend to hit up the most popular attractions because …
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Appalachian Action: Camping in the TN/NC Backwoods
Before we begin, I want to open this post with a quick shout-out. I stayed with my aunt and uncle in Georgia and have not given them nearly enough credit for their hospitality. They fed me, did my laundry, took me to shows and even sent me off with two large bags of groceries. But …
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Georgia On My Grind: Part III
This morning I ate at Waffle House for the first time. My uncle insisted upon it, "a rite of passage," he said, for anyone sojourning through the South. It's probably the most ubiquitous brand I've seen down here; there's at least one restaurant in every town large enough to deserve a population sign. And they're …
Georgia On My Grind: Part II
As I was researching things to do in the city of Atlanta I noticed that World of Coca Cola - a museum dedicated to America's favorite diabetes risk factor - was located right next to the Center for Civil and Human Rights. Marveling at the juxtaposition, I recognized the potential for a wonderfully ironic adventure. …
Georgia On My Grind: Part I
I was excited and scared to come to the South. Apart from New England, it was the only part of the country I'd never seen before. I had little idea what to expect, my mental picture of the region just a cluttered kaleidoscope of stereotypes. My grandfather in Albuquerque ground his teeth when I mentioned …
Highway 61 and the Nashville Skyline
"Chi-town, huh?" I gave the man a scrutinizing glance, then remembered I was wearing my Cubs shirt and hat. "Yeah, I was born there. But I'm actually from Wisconsin." "Mmmph. Wisconsin. They still got Jesse Ventura as governor there?" "No, you're thinking of Minnesota." "Mmmph." I leaned back into the bench. I was in a …
BBQ, LBJ & BAT(s) in ATX
Sitting here at a swanky coffee shop in downtown Dallas - brief pit stop on the way to God-knows-where, Arkansas - it occurs to me I should have done the Austin post last night. I had time and more than enough material. Something was standing in my path, blotting my vision, a metaphorical storm cloud …
Carlsbad Caverns and the Texas Flood
I woke up this morning to the sound of a rooster's crow, another first for me. I had spent the night at a dumpy motel in the sleepy town of Junction, TX, a place I hadn't heard of until I landed there after a tiresome drive of about 10 hours and, according to Google Maps, …
Ghost on the Highway 