State Route 28 in Pennsylvania is a beautiful drive. Two lane roads to be sure , but beautiful nonetheless.
While in Buffalo, New York hooking up only 2 of the 7 slated for us to take to the auction….don’t ask. That was a complete FUBAR! In case you don’t know what that is it is F#*=ed Up Beyond All Repair. Deadhead for over 1200 miles for only two trucks 😡
Anyway. The man we dealt with talked with me a little bit about his travels outside New York. He told me he had been as far away as Illinois. While there he was totally freaked out by the corn fields that grew right to the farm house.
Where he lives the houses are crammed together so tightly that, I have to say freaks me out, you can smell what’s cooking at every meal or hear the argument going on next door. This photo was taken in Pennsylvania and is representative of the towns all along the north east.
Getting away from the larger metropolitan areas on our journey along Pennsylvania State Route 28 you get immersed in the rolling hills of the rich landscape.
Farmsteads dot the rolling carpet of green.
Approaching a bend in the road it is not unusual to see barns and houses right next to the roadway.
We finally reached Interstate 80 and space to breathe. Four lanes of road that allow for driving faster than 45 miles per hour.
Faster driving came to a halt fast! Grrrr. A truck had rolled over.
Joe did all the driving the past couple of days and it caught up with him at the hotel last night.
I’ll leave you with one last view of Pennsylvania and her rolling hills. I like to think that my travels are a place of worship. I have been blessed in this life.