Well? The universe made good. It randomly delivered me to another pig bus. The photo isn’t so hot because I had to snap it from a traffic light but – there it was right next to me on the side of the road.
Carl’s Oxford Diner
291 Main St
Road Tripping in Pennsylvania – Zippo Lighter Museum
An unexpected stop at the Zippo Lighter Museum made my afternoon.
After visiting the Kinzua Viaduct, I still had hours of daylight left and no particular place to go. Pulling up the list of “favorites” on my GPS showed that there was a Whispering Giant less than 100 miles away in Dunkirk, NY.
True to form, I asked myself the question that helps me make decisions often: When would I be back in the area again?
The answer is almost always the same: Maybe never. And so Dunkirk, NY became my next see something destination.
As luck would have it, my route to Dunkirk would take me past Bradford, Pa. – Home of the Zippo Case Museum. Yes, Zippo as in the lighter.
You might find yourself asking why on Earth I would want to visit a lighter museum. And I don’t blame you. (Or is that… flame… you? Ahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa! Sorry.) On the surface it hardly seems like something that could hold your interest for 5 minutes.
As it turned out, seeing how the Zippo played a role in the lives of people and popular culture was unexpectedly interesting. Plus? This:
Do you see it? Look at it. LOOK AT IT! The Zippo car alone is worth the stop.
The attached gift shop, well, to be honest, it was more like the museum attached to the gift shop, makes about a bajillion lighters available. I ended up buying one with a picture of the Zippo car on it. That, a few postcards and a pen.
When you tilt the pen the Zippo car drives down the street. It reminded me of those naked lady pens I giggled about as a kid. You know the ones – where you tip it and the bathing suit drops off? Ooh la la.
My detour to the Zippo Museum was unexpectedly worth the stop. I pulled out of the parking lot happy.
Visit the Zippo Lighter Museum
Zippo Case Museum 1932 Zippo Dr Bradford, PA 16701
Okay, I know. I know, I know, I know. Every time that I see an amazing art car I go bananas and get all, “this is the greatest car in the universe!” But,…
Muffler… CAR! ::faints::
We actually saw the muffler car when we pulled into the town of Franklin, NC on Day 3 of our road trip south. I caught it out of the corner of my eye as I rode past it. It was after dinner time and Kenny and I were both tired and hungry. So, I broke one of my own rules and kept going.
When we found a hotel and pulled into the unloading area, I took my helmet off and excitedly said to Kenny, “DID YOU SEE THAT MUFFLER CAR?!1?!?!” To which he responded, “No.”
Clearly he wasn’t excited because the magnitude of its greatness did not have a chance to seer into his retinas yet. But luckily for blondie, I’m not a quitter. I did what any smart person would do and set a reminder on my iPhone to visit the muffler car when we were heading out the following day.
I think the chiming of my reminder might have woken Kenny up the next morning. Oopsie 🙂 That is the only logical explanation for his body language in the distance:
“Stupid muffler car. I can’t believe I’m sitting out here in the pouring rain looking at this ridiculous thing.” 😆
Can you imagine how fabulous a burnout in the Muffler Car would look? Peelin’ out with 4 on the muffler floor. Badass.
Some dreams are gigantic, epic undertakings that take a lifetime to complete if they can ever even be completed. Then there are other dreams that are just simple bits of whimsy. Wishes, if you will.
On the surface those wishes may appear to have a small scope but their impact can bring a smile to your face long after they are realized. That makes those little dreams and wishes just as important as the big ones, in my book.
One of the wishes I’ve long held close to my fuzzy little heart has been to see the Wienermobile up close. Dumb? Probably. But, so what?
Last week – A Dream Realized:
The giant hot dog came wheeling onto Long Island and I was there.
Has ever a finer vehicle ever graced the highways and byways of this world? I don’t think so. It seems to emanate happiness from its hotdogginess.
The Wienermobiles were hand crafted by Icelandic unicorns. Before the unicorns sent the giant rolling wieners out into the world to bring joy to the masses, they infused them with baby otter farts and cookie dust to give them a little extra sparkle. True story.