Confessions of a Grinder
‘Almost Heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River’ – this household classic by the great John Denver, speaks of the beautiful country roads of West Virginia. I have driven through the most beautiful mountain ranges in western India, beach side alleys under the Californian and Floridian sun, flat plains through Texan ranches, and the heart of metropolitan Mumbai, San Francisco, Chicago and DC, but never have I experienced such an inexplicable charm, as I do, while driving through the haunting mountains of West Virginia. I just got back yesterday from Salisbury, NC, after spending a couple of days with my first poker buddy Eric Diguglielmo, and his five-year-old son Jacob. Eric, who kindled my interest in this game in 2010, has some interesting poker insights and stories at the poker tables, including his big jackpot win at Atlantic City, New Jersey, back in the day.
We also drove to Charlotte to eat at the famous Penguin Drive-in. At the back of my mind, I was freaking out. I was scared of losing my way, and being eaten by inbred cannibals, like the movie Wrong Turn. However, the time spent with Eric and Jacob, North Carolina barbeque, beautiful Appalachian Mountains, and the charm of simple country life certified that this indeed was the right turn!
West Virginia is not something to die for, but definitely to drive for.