This weekend my wife and son and I took off for Cincinnati for a couple of days. The hotel is nearly empty and everything smells like strawberry disinfectant and bleach, which sounds unpleasant but is somewhat comforting.
Ohio is now under a mandatory mask order, and thus far people seem to be mostly obeying it. We’ll see how long that lasts.
We don’t have a ton of plans…let’s face it, there is not much to do that isn’t super risky. We heading up to Lebanon OH to go to my so so favorite used video game store, and the we’ll grab takeout from The Golden Lamb, the oldest continuously running Inn in Ohio. (The food is so good you guys. Check out the ham flights.)
Later tonight we’re going to hit Jungle Jim’s after the crowds have died down.
This is a welcome change of scenery. Not having third places (or even second places really) has been hard on me. I’m adjusting, but I miss hanging out in coffee shops, bookstores, etc. Or maybe I miss knowing I have the option to do so. Either way, the challenge of making the monotony of staying at home all the somehow special is really difficult. Getting out is a treat, now more than ever.