My family loves food. We find a kind of joy in traveling through our stomachs.
We decided to go to Jungle Jim’s International Market in Fairfield, Ohio. It’s a 2.5 hour drive from my house in Athens to grocery shop here.
Regardless of the time investment in car travel, my brother, Mom, and I were happy to make the trip there.
Near freezing temperatures in transit with a winter weather advisory for 7 pm.
I had previously been to Jungle Jim’s with a few close friends at the newer location in Cincinnati a month ago. I was floored by all the options. During my first visit, I lived in the international food section for a full two hours before wandering to ogle the “Natural Foods” area.
This time around, I spent most of my time in the international foods section and eyeing the wine and beer selection. The perks of being 22.
We left the store to find a blizzard in the lot. Packing away our groceries in the cooler we’d stashed, we made the journey home.
The weather grew worse. Incessant flakes flying past and sparkling in the passing trees like winter-born fireflies.
Back roads, re-routing, and passing drifting drivers. What should have been 2.5 hours, turned to almost 5.5 hours of gripping the steering wheel while brushing the brakes with tired toes. We finally got back to the house at 11:04 pm.
We are fine, and those we passed found help to find safety and warmth.
Happy to sleep and watch the snow pile outside my window today. I can’t bring myself to drive in it for a while yet.
I wish a safe start to the new year for anyone braving the stacked flakes and ice sheets today. Please take care. .
Cheers to 2018 everyone.