To kick off my column, I thought it would be best to explain to you the significance and reasoning behind my choice for a title. I was afraid that if I left you to interpret it all by your lonesome, you would remain utterly, utterly confused for the duration of its existence. Following the wonderful suggestion of a friend, I have decided to christen my new column, "250 West," which some of you might recognize as University Avenue or the road that passes through the Corner. The title may seem obscure, random and perhaps even a feeble attempt at profundity, but I think that once you discover the inspiration behind the name, you will find it to be an appropriate representation of what I am trying to do.
The title of the column was inspired by an excursion taken on none other than Route 250 West. It all began when my friend and I decided that it would be beneficial to take a day trip and get out of Charlottesville. I think it's important to escape once in a while, to see things other than professors, textbooks and front yards littered with beer cans. If for no other reason, it's important so that you can fully appreciate what your environmental science professors talk about all semester.
"The Country" was where we wanted to explore. We chose to go there because it is relatively close and nearly impossible to miss. I don't know a lot of specifics about the names of towns that we passed through but I know for sure that it was "The Country." Our only explicit plans were to stop at a few antique stores and buy some fresh produce at a by-the-road vegetable stand, if the stand happened to inspire us.
So we set off, driving into who-knows-what. We began our expedition with a trip to Crozet, a little town just 12 miles outside of Charlottesville. The first thing we saw upon our arrival was a thrift store that we discovered was "Open to Jesus" - and of course, we had to go in. I have to admit that there is not much to Crozet, except an amateur wall mural depicting Native Americans encountering the original settlers of the town. We left Crozet relatively shortly after we arrived, off in search of breakfast.
Always a fan of home cooking, I was quite ecstatic - and relieved - to discover Weasies Home Cooking somewhere near Waynesboro. I am surprised that there is not a greater number of country diners around this area. As a matter of fact, Weasies was the only diner that we came across in 50 miles driving on 250 West, and more importantly, it was the only one we saw that was actually open. When taking 250 West through the mountains, we did come across one abandoned diner, which the owner had obviously left in a hurry: the 25-year-old mints were still in the dispensers in the front entrance. The sight of those mints got my stomach grumbling, so we hopped back in the car to find sustenance, finally arriving at the good Ol' American dining establishment of Weasie's Home Cooking.
I had been craving biscuits and gravy, but unfortunately Weasie's had been "so busy lately" that they had run out. A likely explanation for a place in which the mean age of a customer is 72, and they serve something called "Red Eye Gravy," which is basically ham dipped in coffee. I ultimately settled on homemade biscuits and home fries with onions. Not the most sanitary-tasting meal I've ever enjoyed, but it was an experience to remember nevertheless.
The day progressed in a similar manner, walking along quaint small-town streets, driving over the Shenandoah Mountains, stopping in Staunton - the home of the American Shakespeare Center - and feeling generally so very far away from Grounds. The day ended on a perfect note, relaxing and delving into long conversations at a scenic overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway.
It was a lovely day, and more fun than I've had in awhile. It was spontaneous, the scenery and weather were beautiful and I had wonderful company. There were garrulous farmers, potent lavender, a $1 green pepper, a tank of gas, a $4 crystal bowl and a $5 vintage Aigner purse.
I recommend taking a drive off to "the Country" very soon. Set off on Route 250 West, I-64, Route 29, whichever road you prefer and just drive. I assure you that you will find adventure. Ultimately, the title of my column represents me taking an alternate course and seeing what else, besides fraternities and football games, exists for University students. I hope you enjoy the ride with me.
Sarah's column runs biweekly Fridays. She can be reached at s.matalone@cavalierdaily.com.
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