I have finally met a city that has managed to thwart my ability to thrive without driving: Morgantown. The public transportation is worse than Orlando’s and the roads are more treacherous (though Morgantown has a bicycle friendly city designation somehow). I foolishly walked to work from my motel Monday to the site I am working from for the next three weeks and while the University of West Virginia campus is really nice, walking on the shoulder of a busy road, uphill, for about 2.5 or 3 miles, not so much; it was the most dangerous thing I have ever done. To top things off, I’m in a hotel that was once a Holiday Inn, then a Quality Inn, and now an independently run hotel that somehow appeared in my company’s hotel directory when booking travel.
I am switching hotels Sunday for the first time in the seven plus years I have trained on the road to the thick of downtown Morgantown. I hope my experience there is better than it has been in this part of Morgantown.
I have three poems published today in Hobart you can check out here.