Love’s travel center brand of gummy Sour Worms candy
Love’s travel center brand of gummy Sour Worms candy

Gummy Sour Worms

And the taste of nostalgia

Over the past sixteen months, I have made what, in retrospect, feels like innumerable trips between North Carolina and New Mexico.

July 3, 2018: Depart Albuquerque for Pittsburgh by plane

July 15, 2018: Depart Morrisville, NC for Albuquerque by plane

I would have a reference for where I had been, what I had done, how I had gotten there, and how and when I left.

  • What we were going to get for dinner
  • When we needed to arrive

Durham, North Carolina

This was our final destination. Located in the piedmont of North Carolina, it is one of the hub cities of the Research Triangle Park (or RTP as it is commonly known), and it is the city in “The Triangle” that has always felt the most like home to me.

Driving through flyover country

The distance from point A (my home in Albuquerque, NM) to point B (Durham, NC) is just over 1700 miles, and much of the interstate I drive runs through what is known as “flyover country,” and, to be honest, had flying been an option, it would have been tempting.

Exit 26

Before our most recent drive, I had read about an Indian restaurant located in Sayre, Oklahoma. According to the article I had read, the restaurant is open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. With the number of times I had passed by Sayre, I wondered how I had missed it.

On the road again

With the literal sun and the figurative wind at our back, my son and I continued our eastward trek, and somewhere after leaving the Punjabi restaurant and before arriving in Durham, we stopped at a Love’s Travel Center.

The four candy seasons

When I was a child, candy was popular, but it was not as ubiquitous as it is now.

Pixy Stix

Halloween was the only holiday on the list that regularly featured Pixy Stix — a powdery sweet and sour confection that came in a colorful paper straw.

At a crossroad

Somewhere in the farthest reaches of eastern Tennessee at around nine in the evening on the second day of our trip, my son and I had a choice to make:

Would we stop for the night, and then get up early so that he could make his 12:00 pm Monday meeting?

Or would we press on for another four hours and finish our travels?

Armed with two large cups of coffee and the bag of sour worms, we pressed on.

The essence of time

On this particular trip, my son and I accomplished everything we needed to.

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