And the curse continues

Just as I was turning in last night, I turned out the light, five seconds later my bladder says hey let's pee again. I grab my glasses (because this room is tight with a 4-poster bed that I'm likely to die on) It was like a dark veil fell over my left eye. I'm like what's on these glasses...and it was still there when I took them off. I test it looking thru right eye fine, left eye dark brown veil.

Now I'm up and out of bed to go to the bright light in the bathroom because I'm high risk of retinal tears. In there...nothing. (okay you can't see a retinal tear but didn't stop me looking in the mirror to see if it was a bleed or something). In fact there's no brown veil. I can see equal between both eyes. I can read with both.

I go back into the dark bedroom and the veil returns. I have no explanation. My eye is clear today. I'll keep an eye on it just in case no pun intended.

So I get awaken a half hour before my alarm. No big deal. I need to pack up anyhow. I get ready, pack and go down for breakfast only to find out FOUR of six waitstaff called off. They got two guys in who are trying to do their best but they're not servers. The two servers who were there never once came to my end of the room. After an hour I say something and the manager who was pitching in and giving me coffee says I'll get her right over here. 40 minutes later still no food. I bail because I have to check out and get to the riverboat.

But I've taken my insulin and had to eat some of my peanut butter crackers. I didn't leave because the coffee shop which was supposed to be open wasn't and I wanted a good breakfast (without having to drive all the way to the highway across town to Bob's or McDonald's).

Now I'm pissed and it's raining and I drive to the riverboat only to find I was literally thirty feet from the parking lot when I was stopped by that parade and my car died. OMFG. I got on no problem and picked out a table under the canvas awning on the top of the sternwheeler because why be inside? People I scared off the restaurant thanked me but told me McDonald's here stopped serving breakfast at 10 and they had to have burgers. Half the people on the boat were trading the night the Lafayette caught fire stories.

The river boat ride was peaceful. I love being on rivers. The first twenty minutes was narrated as we cruised up the Muskingum to the Ohio. That pest island place from day one had deer on it. I guess they swam out there (deer don't always swim well). In spite of it raining the whole time, it was cool and pleasant under the awning and it was an enjoyable 1 1/2 hours. One of the others told me I might want to skip the Ohio River Museum which is partly set in a sternwheeler from Pittsburgh because there is so much up and down steps outside and it was raining hard. That seemed like an unnecessary risk since I'm like only 90 miles away (it's literally the same distance as Columbus but Columbus feels close and Marietta feels so far away) I can be there in an hour and a half.

I try to find lunch without going to the highway but NOTHING is open on a monday. I find a pizza place and am sitting down to two slices of New York styled pepperoni when it hits me, hey dummy you were stopping at Avalanche pizza in Athens for dinner. Ah well.

From there I went to Campis Martius, a museum I've driven past every time I go home for 17 years now. Never stopped. It's partly military partly pioneer and heavy on local history. A county near me is Meigs county named after Return Meigs (never tell naming your kids weird shit is new. There was more of that nonsense back in the 1700 and early 1800s than I ever see today). I had no idea Blennerhasset Island (which is next on my local travels) was the site of a planned revolt led by Aaron Burr who wanted to make himself king. How the hell did I not know this?

Speaking of things I didn't know about, the Low Tablet, an Adena indigenous tablet of carvings that look a little more mesoamerican. I had no idea there was that sort of art in this area. Honestly we NEED a Native American museum here beyond what is out at the mounds.

There was an 'innovations' level where I saw a snake oil I've not heard of Seneca Oil which was made of petroleum which was thought to be a cure-all and for that matter, I had not heard of salt licks, salt springs which might answer where the mining was here in Jackson OH (salt was the money maker). Also up there was the creepiest portrait I've seen, a mourning father with a dead wife on the bed with two dead infants in her lap. Imagine being commissioned to paint that?

Downstairs was the Appalachian immigration section which eh, not that interesting to me. What was interesting that inside the building was the remains of a house of Rufus Putnam (another big name in these parts). That was interesting to me.

From there I hit Weber's grocer (remember the painter from day one? This is his family grocery since the 1800s) because I know they have that Ace cider I wanted. Well its less a grocery this day and more a liquor store that sells deli meat. I got my pumpkin cider. I wanted it tonight but I'm too damn tired to care

The tour guide for the ghost tour said the Anchorage was open on Monday at 3 for history tours. Maybe it was open til 3? Either way it wasn't when I got there but I was trying to find this house for 17 years but didn't know it's name. I can see the roof from rt 7 when I drive home and it has a huge footprint. Now I know I can go in and I can not wait to go back for this (maybe not the flashlight one, might die) maybe this one

I headed for home. I did get Avalanche pizza but instead of my usual skeletonwitch, I asked for their pickle pizza. I'm like did he say potatoes are on this? Well yes he did. He said it used to be fries but now it's like homestyle chunks. It's ranch dressing sauce, pickles, cheese and those potatoes which were BORING. I'd rather have had fries so I have ranch dip dry dressing and dusted those taters with that. I've eaten way too much sodium but it was good. I have enough for two more meals so I am happy.

Get home. Rocket screams at me. There's ants in his food on my deck. Have to clean up everything because of it. He eats and immediately goes back outside and I haven't heard from h im since (probably has a girlfriend).

My phone is out (not uncommon in storms, about every 6 weeks this happens as you know) My cellphone can't get a signal. I'm just about done with this day.

Honestly I enjoyed everything I saw but everything around it was just annoying AF. I'm too tired for photos again.