5. Tennessee

Month: February 2015
Location: Nashville

In the week prior to my visit, Nashville was hit by a severe ice storm that brought the entire city to a standstill.  In fact, my trip would have been cancelled were that to have happened the weekend that I was travelling.  But the weather cleared up and I arrived in Nashville on a sunny morning.  As I took a cab from the airport to my hotel, the driver told me about their ordeal the previous weekend and how everything there was plenty of ice still around.  And he wasn’t kidding.  As I got out of the cab and looked around, the sidewalks were covered by a thick slab of ice, reminding me of an ice rink.  Yeah, this was going to be interesting.

Ice Ice Everywhere
Unlike some of my other travels, I had not made any plans regarding what to do now that I was here – except one for tomorrow.  I looked online for some places to eat and found a country-style diner a little over a mile away.  The map showed a path through some park and I set-off…only to encounter more ice.  As I resorted to every tactic to avoid stepping on ice, there came a point where there were stairs leading down to the street below and every step was a block of ice.  That’s when I called it quits and came back to the hotel.  I asked the concierge on options to eat and he mentioned a place called ‘Puckett’s Grocery’.  Now, the name suggested a grocery store with a food court, but it was a restaurant all right…and what a place.  After a strong Martini – hey it’s 5 o’clock somewhere – and a “Hot Chicken Sandwich” – a Nashville specialty – I was ready to tackle the city.

'Ryman Auditorium'
As I entered the heart of the downtown, it was still nasty on the streets.  I came across an indoor market with its local eating places and also a Coffee Shop named ‘Frothy Monkey’, which is one of the popular places in the city.  My first impression of the place was the word “cool”.  I grabbed a “Turtle Mocha” and sat in an upstairs area to strategize the rest of my day.  If Nashville is known for anything, it is ‘Country Music’.  While I personally do not listen to it a great deal, the city is full of historical places and institutions that warrant a visit, one of them being the ‘Grand Ole Opry’, which is a few miles from the downtown area.  I had initially booked a car, but had cancelled it after the weather havoc of the previous week.  This made visiting ‘Grand Ole Opry’ a bit of a ride in a cab.  But there was something even better in downtown – the historic ‘Ryman Auditorium’, the birthplace of the ‘Opry’ before it moved to its new home.

Minnie Pearl's 'Hall of Fame' plaque
I bought a ticket for a guided tour –including a visit to the dressing rooms which almost all of the great country stars have frequented.  It is an awe inspiring view as one enters the amphitheater that is the main auditorium.  With semi-circular arrangement of wooden rows – that resemble pews – and a balcony that feels like it’s right above the stage; this can be both, an intimidating, as well as an exhilarating arena for the performers.  Our tour guide told us about how the days of the ‘Opry’ over here and stories of the great artists, including the anecdote about Minnie Pearl and her famous hat with the $1.98 price tag.  The story goes that she was a comedienne who was a beloved on this stage, and known for her extravagant floral hats.  On one occasion she did not have flowers for her hat and so her assistant got some artificial flowers that went on the top of a regular hat.  After another rousing performance, as she bowed to the applauding audience, a $1.98 price tag popped out of the artificial flowers and hung in front of her face.  Rather than be embarrassed, she made a joke out of it and to the audience’s credit, they accepted that as a part of her persona.  That led to the price tag being a constant addition to her act from then on, so much so that there are memorabilia sold with that tag and even her ‘Hall of Fame’ plaque has the engraving of the tag hanging from a hat.  Another anecdote about the plaque is that of all the deceased performers honored in the ‘Hall of Fame’, hers is the only plaque without a ‘Year of Death’ since she believed in living forever in the hearts of her fans. We heard many such stories, especially as we walked through the fantastic dressing rooms, some which had been customized for their famous guests.  Later on we got to see the stage from the side and as the guided portion of the tour concluded, I walked around the showcases lining the balcony and containing the dresses that many performers wore on the stage.  It had been a great exposure to the history of this place and a wonderful way to spend an afternoon.

The weather was getting a bit dodgy and so I headed back to the hotel.  In the evening I came down to go get something to eat but freezing rain was coming down and the sidewalks were slushy. This made walking an almost impossible proposition and the best I could do was make it to ‘Morton’s Steakhouse’ a block away.  I had traveled all this way to end up in a place which I can go to in Chicago whenever I want.  It’s never really the location, but what you do with it that’s important.  I was lucky to come across a friendly bartender and I spent my time there chatting and discussing my travels as well as things to do in Nashville.  One of those things is going to a live music place, but with the weather the way it was, that would not be happening this evening.

Watching the rain with Hot Chocolate
The next day dawned overcast and the forecast called for rain later on in the afternoon.  The concierge had not been kidding when he had named ‘Puckett’s Grocery’ as the place to visit for food and just as I was wrapping up a southern brunch over there, the rain arrived.  I was armed with my umbrella and so walked up to the riverfront, but once again encountered my nemesis on this trip – ice.  I had some time to kill before my appointment in the afternoon and I was looking for some sort of shelter as well.  That came in the form of a tiny establishment which advertised “Hot Chocolates From Around The World”.  There are few pleasures of life that are simpler than sitting at the window of a coffee shop while sipping hot chocolate and watching the rain.  Nothing else that I could have done this morning would have topped that.

I called an ‘Uber’ because I was headed to place a bit outside of downtown, for an activity called ‘Escape The Room – Nashville’.  From the time I participated in a similar game in Chicago, I have been a fan of this, where you are locked in a room with strangers and have an hour to solve the clues, and find the key to escape.  Besides the one in Chicago, I have participated in 3 such rooms in New York City and my record is 4-0, having escaped all of them.  As I waited for the game to commence, I chatted with the staff members and looked at their push-pin maps – both Domestic and World – which showed the people who had played this game.  Based on that, it certainly looked like a popular attraction.  My team arrived – 3 other couples who were also visitors and we got acquainted.  Once inside the room, we worked really well together and despite some complexities, managed to escape with a few minutes to spare.  My record was still intact.

'6-Word Song Title'
My next destination was the most famous of them in town – ‘The Country Music Hall of Fame’.  As I roamed through the building, even a person like me who is on the fringes of country music, couldn’t help but be fascinated by the way it has been done.  It is a style of music rich in history and I was captivated by the exhibits and the stories.  The main room was the rotunda which has plaques of all inductees lining its walls and it was truly a privilege to visit this place.  However the most memorable thing from my visit here were two noticeboards which had hundreds of ‘Post-It’ notes on them.  One was an encouragement to post an answer to, “Who is your dream Duet Partner? What Song would you sing together” and the second was “Write your own six-word title that describes your life.  Leave it as an inspiration to others or take it with you as a reminder of your visit to the museum”.  I contributed to both of the lists and those will remain there as a token of my visit to this amazing place.

The magnificent 'The Parthenon'
It was raining, but I was on the “Music Row”, meaning there was one thing to do – go into the bars for some live music, including the famous “Tootsies”.  All the places were as lively as you would expect them to be and I visited a few before heading for dinner to – you guessed it, ‘Puckett’s Grocery’ yet again.  It had become my favorite and for good reason.  The next day my flight was in the evening and I wanted to visit one of the other attractions of Nashville – ‘The Parthenon’.  This is a building, very much like the one in Greece that is thousands of years old.  The only difference is that this one is still in one piece.  I was dropped off at one of the entrances and as has been the norm this trip, found my way blocked by ice.  After navigating through this I learnt that building was still closed and so waited in a nearby ‘Starbucks’ till opening time.  I walked back there at 11 am and it truly is a magnificent sight as you approach the building, very unlike anything that you can expect in Nashville.  Inside, is a giant – and I mean giant – statue of ‘Athena’, the “Greek Goddess" after whom the city of Athens is named. It is an amazing landmark and I was glad to have come. 

Prior to leaving, I decided to spend the afternoon in the familiar setting of the ‘Frothy Monkey’.  It was a nice relaxing end to the trip and I took a cab back to the airport satisfied that I had made the most of my visit.  Sure the weather had been terrible and the conditions weren’t quite convenient for walking.  But I had enjoyed myself thoroughly and had come to appreciate the rich heritage of ‘Country Music’.  Nashville has most definitely been one of the highlights of my ‘51/51’ quest and I look forward to returning back someday.


4. Ohio

Month: January 2015
Location: Mayfield Heights

“You dog twisted in the wet mud of lust!!”

But more on that later.  For my January ‘State’ I was visiting Ohio, more specifically my friends YP and Kay in Mayfield Heights.  I had been planning to visit them for ages and it just so happened to be a new month and a new State.  Two things are certain when we get together – We eat a lot of good food and we watch ‘Harry Potter’ movies, and then play trivia regarding the same.  Yeah, we are regular party animals!

Mayfield Heights is town just 20 minutes from Cleveland and last year when I was visiting them, we had stopped over there to visit the ‘Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame’.  Cleveland may not be as glamorous as some of the other cities, what with its miserable winters and a general perception of being a “blue collar” town.  Plus, let’s not get started on the sports teams.  But it does have this museum and that makes up for a lot.  As I walked through the museum that day it was fantastic to see all of my favorite bands and musicians, as well as some of the memorabilia, such as the original hand written lyrics of “In My Life” by John Lennon.  It is place that requires multiple visits and while it would not be possible on this visit, I definitely intend to return.

There was plenty of amazing food
My friends picked me up at the airport and my first question was “What’s for dinner”.  We arrived home and that commenced a feast which started with mushroom tarts, included an outstanding homemade pizza and concluded with homemade "molten chocolate lava cake" and ice cream.  We followed that with – what else – a ‘Harry Potter’ movie, though we had decided not to do the 8 film marathon like last time.  This was interspersed with ‘Harry Potter’ trivia – because that’s what we do – and in the end it had been a good start to the visit.  The next day dawned with more good food, including homemade pancakes.  What followed then was probably the most fun I have had over all of my travels.

And drinks of course
Growing up I wanted a lot of ‘Bollywood’ films – most of them because I had no choice.  Most of the films – especially the ones of my youth - often trend towards being pantomimes and caricatures of themselves.  But audiences love then and there is a certain charm associated with the accompanying fanfare.  When I was in California last month I was introduced to something called “Honest Trailers”, which are hilarious parodies of ‘Hollywood’ films.  We discovered something similar for ‘Bollywood’, knows as “Pretentious Movie Reviews” and for the rest of the day, we rolled in laughter – interspersed with eating of course.  There was a short trip to the Mall and Grocery store, but my time was more or less spent laughing my tail off.  One of the movies made such an “impression” on us that we decided to see the film in its entirety.  With rich dialogues such as the one with which I start this blog, a lot of alcohol was consumed – along with more cake and ice cream. 

The next day was my last and we spent the morning chatting and laughing – and eating of course.  Before I left, YP and Kay gave me my Christmas present, a bar shaped box containing multiple types of liqueur filled chocolates; which was perhaps appropriate after a weekend like this.  Yeah, it had not been a typical “51/51” visit with touristy attractions and restaurants.  But it had been one of the very best and I wouldn’t have traded this for anything else.


3. California

Month: December 2014
Location: San Jose & Napa

Christmas in California
Well before I started on 51/51, I had already made plans to go to California for Christmas and meet my friends.  I also decided to combine the trip with a couple of days in Napa Valley.  I mean why not. I looked up things to do there and one of the key attractions was something called “Wine Train”, and I got behind that quite quickly.  Just as I was finalizing all of my wine tours and visits, my friend Elizabeth said that she wouldn’t mind coming over to Napa as well.  That led to some reshuffling of dates and I pushed back my departure to Napa by a couple of days.  But before that, there was still a matter of Christmas.

There were going to be 4 kids that would be there on Christmas morning and so rather than carrying presents with me, I asked their parents for advice and then had the presents shipped directly.  I arrived in San Jose on a bright California day and my graduate school roommate Mathew picked me up along with his kids Ethan and Rachel.  We arrived at his place and both, the community as well as his house was typical of the region.  I have known Mathew for a long time and not only were we school together, but also worked in the same company in Pittsburgh for over 4 years.  So there is a lot of affinity and familiarity that I have with his family and it was wonderful seeing them after a long time.  Also present were Som’s family from Connecticut, and he would be joining us a few days later.  It was certainly a full house, perfect for the holidays.

The beautiful Pacific Bay
Christmas morning dawned with kids making a beeline for the presents.  There is something enriching about watching kids opening Christmas presents.  After the mayhem and excitement, we settled down for what turned out to be a relaxing and enjoyable Christmas Day.  The next day we all drove down to the beach in a little town called ‘Half Moon Bay’.  The bay itself was absolutely gorgeous and during a stopover at a lighthouse, I spotted what may be one of the best seats that I have ever seen – a solitary bench on a small mound overlooking the magnificent cliffs alongside the Pacific.  The next day we went into San Francisco, which is as charming as it gets.  As I walked down the pier at twilight, I realized that I will need to return back to do complete justice to the city.

Wine under the sun
Next day I took a train to San Francisco airport to meet Elizabeth.  We picked up our rental and were on our way to Napa.  As we crossed the ‘Bay Bridge’ into Oakland, it was bright and sunny; exactly what people say when they refer to the “California Sun”.  We arrived in Napa and even before checking into the hotel, we knew where we were going – ‘Domain Chandon’.  They are one of the premier ‘Sparkling Wine’ producers in the nation and that just happens to be my favorite beverage.  So, as can be imagined, I was keen to get there fast and it was well worth the visit.  With fantastic gardens through which the visitors can amble along with a glass of bubbly, it was a perfect start to our expedition.

After exploring downtown Napa and its restaurants and bars that evening – including a delightful drink called “JalapeƱo Margarita”, - we were ready for a tour of the wine country the next day.  But before we set off, one of my absolute pleasures is exploring local coffee shops and there was a charming one in downtown Napa.  A bus picked us up for a 4 winery tour with an enthusiastic guide, who started by teaching us the basics of wine tasting.  We then proceeded to visit wineries with private tastings in their cellars, tasting rooms, gardens and at one place, something that looked like an industrial park.  The lady there mentioned that the place was in huge demand for weddings, and well it must be the wine.  After the day of wine tasting 2 things were evident – (1) I was “wined out” and (2) Next time rather than take a tour, I would rather choose a a couple of wineries to focus on and go there.  That evening, back in downtown Napa, there was nothing more that I wanted than a beer.  Plus there was one more day left in Napa…this time on a train.

Yes, this is a train
Before getting on the train, we visited an indoor market which was an essentially a “food court”, not with your traditional mall based chains, but all local establishments.  It reminded me of a similar place that I have seen in New York city.  But the main attraction for the day was of course the train and so we went over to the station, and the entire process of boarding was what I imagine would have been like in the golden age of train travel.  The carriages themselves were luxurious and the dining room would have done any restaurant proud.  We were to be served a 3-course lunch while the train ambled through the wine country.  After the main course we were asked to relocate to a lounge for dessert and oh boy, it was a lounge all right.  It was like travelling in a nice living room on a comfortable chair while viewing the beautiful countryside. 

As we exited the train, we passed through Napa’s version of the famous Parisian “Lock Bridge”.  Then it was time to drive back to San Jose.  Elizabeth had rented an “Airbnb”, while I went back to Mathew’s place, where Som had joined us as well.  ‘New Years Eve’ was spent going on another drive, followed by chatting with old friends…just as we used to back in the day.  The next day I went to San Francisco since Elizabeth was leaving and before going to the airport, we drove through downtown, including the famous ‘Lombard Street’ and we even stopped at a local donuts shop.  The next few days were spent relaxing at Mathews place and on the final night of my stay, we went and had a few beers with some of our old colleagues from days in Pittsburgh.  The next day I flew back to the Chicago winter after what had seemed like a long visit.  It had been great, ranging from the wide open Pacific bay to the lush vineyards of Napa.  But of course, nothing compared to the real thing that made it special…spending Christmas break with family.


2. Connecticut

Month: November 2014
Location: South Windsor

I went to graduate school at 'UCONN', where I made lifelong friends.  I visit them often, in fact multiple times a year as well.  So when I was invited there for Halloween, extending into November, I knew that this would be my 2nd stop.  I arrived at my buddy Som's place in South Windsor, Connecticut the night before Halloween and spent most of the next day working on stuff that pays the bills.  The party was later in the evening, but I had been asked by my friend Moni, to come hours earlier for “Makeup”.  Let’s revisit that statement again.  I would have makeup put on.  The last time that had happened was back in 2nd grade when I had played a married businessman who arrives by train at some destination and argues with my “wife” on who should be carrying the luggage.  I guess some things are best forgotten.

Halloween in Connecticut
I arrived at Moni’s place and was promptly dispatched to the makeup station where my friend worked furiously on me.  Unlike the typical chairs one see’s in salons, I was not facing a mirror and so had no idea on what was going on.  All I could tell was that a lot of black and white paint was going on my face. Once that was done, I was given a cape and some sort of a glove with a “skeletal” design on it.  If I had been hoping for a ‘Superhero’ theme I would have been disappointed, because the mirror revealed me to be – in my friends words – “The Prince of Darkness”.  As cool as that sounds, I could have passed off as the “Grim Reaper” or the guy from the “Scary Movie”

Yep, that's me
The party was still a few hours away, and so with me in that getup, we drove back to Som’s place.  But that wasn’t the highlight.  It was when I was dispatched to the nearby liquor store to pick up some wine and I walked into the establishment looking as I did and people didn’t even bat an eyelid.  Only on Halloween!  Later on, as I was driving back to the party, it was funny at times to pull up next to a car at a stoplight and then just stare at the other driver.  The party itself was fantastic.  The house had been decorated more elaborately than some of the “Haunted Houses” that people pay lot of money to go and see.  It was a wonderful evening with friends and food and well worth the visit.

As can be imagined after a party like this, the next day was spent in recovery…the entire day.  I watched a lot of TV and did some writing at my buddy’s place, while ensuring that all traces of the makeup had been washed off and I was back to resembling a human.  Sunday on the other hand was devoted to cheering for our beloved ‘New England Patriots’.  Most Sundays when I’m at Som’s place, we go over to a nearby pub to watch the ‘Pats’ game.  And today was special since we were playing the hated ‘Broncos’.  Amidst wings, sliders and beer, we enjoyed a good old fashioned trashing of ‘Broncos’ and this capped a satisfactory visit to Connecticut.  But I wasn’t done as far November was concerned.

I had been invited back for Thanksgiving at Moni’s place and having seen the Halloween party, I knew that it would be spectacular.  But I had plans for Thanksgiving day; though nothing was stopping me from going over the next day!  Moni had promised me a meal matching Thanksgiving and it certainly started that way as I was given a cocktail as soon as I entered.  This was followed by a feast to remember and I did not feel as if I had missed anything.  After that we retired to Moni’s basement studio where she does her clay work. Som and I watched in awe as she churned out piece after piece over some good conversation and good whiskey.  To top of the evening, even though I had just had a heavy meal, when Som proposed that we all go for some Japanese ‘Hibachi Grill’ food, I wasn’t going to be the one to say no!

My experiment on display!
Speaking of whiskey, I had told Som that I wanted to have a “Whiskey tasting” of sorts the next day as he hosted a party on the occasion of my visit.  Well, I was the only one doing the tasting, meaning that there was a good chance it would not end well for me.  Looking at Som’s bar I saw that he had multiple ‘Single Malt Scotch’ varieties as well as several “Colored Labels” of ‘Johnny Walker’.  In fact when I saw that one of the colors was missing, I went and got it from the same store that had seen me dressed up as a spook a few weeks ago.  As predicted the evening started off extremely well, but ended with me retiring early...not before having accomplished my mission. 

The next day found Som and me watching the ‘Pats’ play the ‘Packers, first with some of Som’s colleagues and then at our local pub.  Unfortunately this one did not end as we had hoped, but we did get to eat and drink, meaning it wasn’t a total waste.  Early next morning I left for Chicago after what had been a very nice visit…both of my visits had.  This month had not been like the previous one, with me going all over the city, visiting different places and restaurants.  This had been better since it had been spent with people who are like my family.  At the end of the day maybe that’s all that matters.


1. Pennsylvania

Month: October 2014
Location: Pittsburgh

I had lived in Pittsburgh for over 4 years and have a certain affinity towards it.  So when it came to selecting the starting point for my expedition, this was a perfect choice.  I took a flight on Friday evening and arrived at familiar airport that I had first see on a snowy evening more than 7 years ago.  The plan had been to drive my rental car to the hotel and check-in, before proceeding to ‘Church Brew Works’, a place that I used to frequent quite a bit.  However, a delay in arrival as well as the long wait at the rental line prompted me to make a change, where I would go straight to the restaurant. 

'The Church Brew Works'
One of the more fascinating “introductions” to a city is the exit from the long ‘Ford Pitt Tunnel’ into the heart of Pittsburgh downtown.  I always look forward to that and make it a point to tell everyone else to anticipate that.  Today was no exception as I drove through the tunnel and past the Baseball stadium.  I drove past my old apartment and down the same road that I used to take to go to work every day.  I arrived at the restaurant and found parking in an always crowded lot.  ‘Church Brew Works’ is exactly what it sounds like.  A brewery built inside a church…really.  And it makes amazing beer.  I sat at the bar and ordered ‘Celestial Gold’, one of the all-time classics…in fact the beer that got me into beer drinking.  While in Pittsburgh you must have ‘Pierogis’ and while having those and the beer, I sent a picture of the place to an old colleague with whom I used to come here.  After a sandwich and ‘Pious Monk Dunkel’, the beer they are most known for, it was time to head to the hotel.  They gave me a suite that included a kitchen and utensils for cooking...and it was safe to say that those would not be used.  But the best thing was the view, which was facing ‘PNC Park’ one of the most beautiful baseball stadiums.

Freshly made Donuts on the 'Strip'
I woke up the next morning to overcast conditions.  But it was Saturday, meaning only one thing – a walk to the ‘Strip District’. For all the years that I had lived in Pittsburgh, my Saturday morning walk across the ‘16th Street Bridge’ to the ‘Strip District’ was a ritual that I looked forward to.  I took the river trail to the familiar bridge and crossed over to arrive at the bustling street, which is a typical of a Saturday morning in Pittsburgh.  My first stop was at my favorite coffee place, ‘Prestogeorge’ for ‘Vanilla Bean Latte’.  What separates their latte than others is the addition of vanilla powder.  With my coffee in hand, I went to some of my usual spots like ‘Wholey Market’ and ‘Penn Mac’ where I used to get my cheese.  I also had to stop at ‘Enrico’s’ to get a fresh biscotti to go with my coffee and the gift shop where I have spent significant amount of money in the past. Typically I would have picked a place to have lunch, but I was headed somewhere else…but not before a ‘Maple-Bacon Donut’ at ‘Peace Love and Little Donuts’!

I walked back to my hotel, taking an alternate route past the ‘Convention Center’ and over the bridge next to the ball park.  I dropped off some of my stuff and the jumped in the car, headed to ‘Waterworks Mall’, another place where I have spent a lot of time.  I was meeting a couple of my friends, Jessica and Caton, for lunch at ‘Uncle Sam’s’, home of arguably the best sandwiches of all time.  We caught up on old days and after lunch I walked about the mall for a bit before heading off to another part of town – ‘Walnut Street’ in ‘ShadySide’.  There are a couple of places that I always visit when here, a cards and books shop and then ‘Coffee Tree Roasters’.  The coffee shop was full of visitors but I managed to find a small table in the corner and spent the next couple of hours in the serenity that a only a familiar coffee shop can provide.  My next stop was the ‘Waterfront Mall’ and in particular, ‘Barnes and Noble’ bookstore where I spent many a Saturday evening, sitting at the tables.  During my time there I had observed a group of people who, like me, were regulars and met every week to catch up.  I went over to see if they were there and while I think I recognized someone, I guess I was just looking for ghosts.

The view from the restaurant
Over my stay in Pittsburgh there was one certainty – the Wednesday evening ‘Movie Club’ at my friends, Sheehy’s.  Even today those 3 years remain some of the best of my life and something that I know will never happen again.  The Sheehy’s had moved away, but through them I had met Lynn and David, and little Gracie.  They were still in Pittsburgh and I made a quick stop at their place and it was truly wonderful to see them even if briefly.  I came back to the hotel for a short while and then I was next headed for dinner on top of ‘Mount Washington’, to ‘Monterey Bay Fish Grotto’ a restaurant which truly presents one with the absolute best views of Pittsburgh.  I drove the car up the steep mountain and took the elevator up to the top.  I was early and so decided to go get a drink at the bar on the lower level.  As I went there, I saw that there was a table available right next to the window overlooking the city.  I knew that I would not get a better view than this in the main dining hall and so decided to stay here.  After a wonderful evening it was back to the hotel for the night.

The beautiful river walk
The next morning I went back to ‘Waterworks Mall’ to have coffee with my dear friend Jen.  We used to work together and have stayed in regular touch.  She took me over to show her new house and after that it was back to the hotel to pack and up and then I was headed to ‘Station Square’ and ‘The Grand Concourse’ for brunch – something that I never managed to do over my 4 years stay.  I was early for my reservation and so walked through the charming shops that are over there, before going over to the big hall where Pittsburgh’s most famous Sunday brunch is served.  After that there was one more thing to do before leaving.

The sign that I knew so well
Just as every Saturday morning had been a visit to the ‘Strip District’, every Sunday afternoon had been reserved for my walk alongside the river, all the way past the stadiums, the museum, the casino, to this one spot under a bride where some had painted graffiti -‘Spok’.  That had been my indication to turn back home…and a stop for beer at a local watering hole.  I wanted to do the same before heading for the airport and so I left my car by the side of the trail and did the same “pilgrimage”.  It was a splendid day for a walk and after reaching the sign I turned back and instead of coming back straight to the car, crossed over across the ‘Allegheny’ to the ‘Point Park Fountain’, where the 3 rivers merge.  From there I went to the central square of ‘PPG’ place - another area where I used to come watch the "dancing fountain" -  though the fountain over there was under construction.  Then it was a walk through the downtown and a brief stop in a art studio above the downtown subway station – it took me all these years to realize that Pittsburgh downtown has a subway station! 

It was now time to head back and I picked up the car and drove back to the airport.  It had been a great visit and a terrific start to my quest.  I love Pittsburgh and always will.  That’s because of my time there, the routine that I had and the relationships that I had built.  Lot of things have changed since...people have moved on.  And every time I come back I say goodbye to a part of my old life.  However I’m not done yet.  I will be back; but maybe not for a long time.  There are 50 other places to go to.


51 in 51

I have done some impulsive things in my time…adopted some projects, some which I have seen to completion, some which I haven’t.  But I have never contemplated something of this magnitude.  Starting October 2014 I am planning to visit all 50 States and Washington DC in 51 months.   As with any quest, there are rules…well a rule really.  I have to spend at least a night for it to count.  So it cannot be a “drive through” or a one day visit.  Plus, since my home base in Chicago, that doesn't count for Illinois either.  Through my travels I will seek out local customs, eat local food, visit places of interest and collect a few souvenirs on the way, like a state fridge magnet, a state shot glass, a state postcard and a local chocolate or a treat.  Other than that I must truly try and enjoy my time exploring our country one state at a time.  So come December 2018, I would have done something very few have had an opportunity to do….go 51 in 51.