Hanover, Pennsylvania, USA
August 17, 2007
Semi-rural Pennsylvania. I have just been working and writing on the computer this past week all day long. Mira is working an archaeology project behind an Utz potato chip factory, and I am just sitting in her room getting much needed website work completed . . . or more truthfully, started. It has been a wonderful week- no formal work makes for wonderful days. But the old hand of employment has clutch upon me again, and I am off to work another archaeology project with PanAmerican Consultants in Upstate New York on Monday. A week or two more of work will offset the cost of the plane ticket that I just bought to Korea.
There is not much that one can write about strip mall America. The frequent shout out of the window of a passing truck is the only thing that breaks up the monotony of the landscape. I went to a Chinese restaurant the other day, and ordered a meal. I began eating it just to realize that it was cooked and smothered in ketchup sauce. Maybe they thought that ketchup was a cheaper alternative to the sauce that I ordered and that I would not know the difference. Maybe they thought that ketchup would make “Chinese food” more palatable to an American (maybe they are right?). Well I did notice, and called the chef out for it. He seemed embarrased. I got my money back, and left disgusted. Chinese food cooked in ketchup is perhaps the best anology for this town- for strip mall America.