This weekend is Father's day. As a result, EVERYONE is doing something with their parents. Except me, that is. My Father lives, blissfully, in Florida. True, I could hop a flight and see him, but why go to Florida for a whole day and a half when he'll be coming up for a week for my niece's birthday at the end of the month?
So I'm going to Pittsburgh. How's that for a segue?
Ok, there's a small backstory. I had bid for a room in Atlantic City (The Walnuts Inn being closed for the season) on Ebay, but lost at the last minute to a sniper. So I started thinking about picking off poker rooms for my list. West Virginia has two rooms, one in Chester and one in Wheeling, both within a one hour drive of the Pittsburgh airport. So, a few mouseclicks later, I'm going to Pitssburgh! Should be interesting, as I've never been to West Virginia before.
The Deliverance theme will be embedded in my head the ENTIRE time, I promise.