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By Kevin Austin:
Honey, the girls and I arrived at Williams Mill Road in Atlanta this morning at 1:45. Now I know why UAA teams travel by airplane.
• Sept. 27-Nov. 10, 2010
• 5,456 miles
• Eight great cities, eight great universities.
Thanks to everyone who helped make this trip possible.
A FEW FINAL REPORTS FROM THE ROAD
I have always believed that if you can’t write, you should make lists.
Here is a recounting of my 723 mile trip in Honey from Williams Mill Road in Atlanta to the intersection of 56th Street and South Drexel in Chicago.
Honey is pointed east, and in front of me are the University of Chicago’s athletic fields, nearly a city block of healthy grass with aluminum stands and goal posts. A calming sight in a big, flat city.
The fall season is more optimistic than spring.
Fall’s prediction of renewed life is bolder, because to believe in new life you have to look past fall, past winter, and believe in the spring.
Last week I visited Emory University, in my own backyard.
Some folks have suggested that I would favor Emory in my UAA research because I have lived in Atlanta and near the campus since 1983.
And to prove it, I got lost, as I have done at Rochester, Carnegie Mellon and Case Western Reserve. My Atlanta friends may marvel at my idiocy, but
Honey and I have parked in Jersey City, Cleveland, Pittsburgh, Rochester and Waltham, Mass., so far on our tour of the University Athletic Association.
As in life, some lots are level and some are not. Some have trains close by. VERY CLOSE BY.
The first team on the field today at the University of Rochester was the Marines.
At Zero Six Forty Five, 19 member of the ROTC unit arrived at Fauver stadium to scramble through the orange-coned obstacle course under the lights and then run some laps carrying 45-pound packs, lead by their instructor, Capt. Chapman.
Among the the camo-ed runners was David DeLong, a freshman from Philadelphia who is majoring in mechanical engineering. With captain’s permission, he held himself out of the laps because he has a big race Saturday, the U of R Blue and Gold Invitational.
Next up, the Rochester field hockey team, which took the field at zero seven hundred. They are coming off a come-from-behind, OT win against Ithaca College on Wednesday.
As Einstein would have said, operating the athletics program at Rochester is all about time and space.
A lot of people (no one) have asked me to show them what it looks like inside my office on wheels, Honey. She’s actually (My friend David K. hates adverbs) an office, bedroom, kitchen, bath, dining room, living room, bar and exercise room on wheels.
Because I have been parked for three days, she’s a little messy right now. Here are some photos showing Honey in her “working” condition and Honey in travel mode.
Good morning from Pittsburgh.
I’m camped in a parking lot on Forbes Avenue, across from the campus of Carnegie Mellon University. The greatest feature of this parking lot? It’s LEVEL, and so is Honey …
It only took me 4 1/2 hours to drive 120 miles last night. Pretty good for me. Everything’s more complicated when your transportation is actually a small house. Best lesson learned yesterday: There’s an RV dump station at the service area on the Ohio Turnpike. Woohoo.
Rarely does a person have the chance to snap a photograph that includes both the house they grew up in and the house where they live now. The only example I can think of is when a person lives in the house next door to the one where they were raised. What are the odds of that happening?
The first “official” stop on my road trip was New York University, which is at the corner of — actually, it’s at about a million different corners, all over Greenwich Village in Manhattan.
To say that NYU doesn’t have a traditional college campus is to overstate the obvious, which is one of my gifts.
There are dozens of buildings, mostly in Greenwich Village. It’s been said that NYU is second largest property owner in Manhattan, after the city of New York. Attending NYU is kind of like working in Manhattan, except your job is going to college.
It’s a good thing I gave myself three leisurely days to get from Atlanta to New York.
It only took four.
After breaking down in a thunderstorm at midnight Monday, I got back on the road Tuesday by noon. The good folks at Vic Bailey Ford got me fixed up for only $600. At first, the service manager was very skeptical about even dealing with a 1984 truck. I heard someone at the shop ask him who I was when they saw me hanging out in the waiting area. He said, “Some kind of writer going to New York.” The other guy replied, “I figured it was something like that.” I guess I have a certain look.
If any of you had Spartanburg, S.C., in the pool (how far Honey would go before breaking down), you are already a winner.
We made it only 179 miles. After two hours of driving through pouring rain, I pulled off on an exit ramp to make a phone call. When I got back on the road, Honey lost power. I tried to crank her a couple of times, and she made a feeble gasp, but never got started.
In my bones, I don’t think it’s serious. Good thing I have Good Sam Club Emergency RV service. Hope to be back on the road Tuesday morning.