August 3, 2007 In the Lock 27 Tavern, downstairs from The Olde Warehouse Restaurant in Coshocton, OH, I plugged my cell phone into the wall to recharge. I didn’t miss the irony of the direct contrast to the 1830 building around me, but modern times on the road call for modern methods, even in historic
August 2, 2007 I had several days available to wander around Ohio, so I took a look at my long-bookmarked sites and conjured up a plan for the next few days. Just east of Lebanon, I caught Rte. 22 east through Washington’s Court House (that would be a town, not a building…) and Circleville, where
August 1, 2007 So let’s talk about old hotels. Really, really old, historic hotels. There are many throughout the U.S., some falling apart, some restored and some in-between. I’ve been to quite a few and I think they’re fabulous. Their walls simply ooze with history, whispering stories and gossip from centuries ago. Their decor, whether
July 1, 2002 “You’re staying at Jim Martin’s rustic place, ALONE?” the clerk asked me in semi-horror as I placed bread, pasta, bottled water, and fresh fruit on the counter by the register. “Have you seen it?” I asked, getting what I knew would be a negative shake of the head in return. The clerk