There was a time when visiting the Bedford Coffee Pot was one of those things that just nagged and nagged me. Way over on the western half of Pennsylvania, it seemed lightyears away. In truth it is a mere 330 miles that for whatever reason may as well have been a million. Maybe it can be chalked up to some type of mental roadblock or… maybe sometimes the wishing for something is just as satisfying as the getting. Daydreams are perfect where life isn’t.
Then on winter Tuesday in 2009 I found myself at the coffee pot. Just like that. You wake up one day and finally just do whatever it is you want.
Then on a trip to Cleveland in December 2013 with my mom and daughter, we once again stopped at the Coffee Pot. Doing something once can make it a lot easier to do again. The roadblocks aren’t there anymore.
In July of 2015, I stopped by the Coffee Pot yet again. This time on my motorcycle. You know, just to check on things.
Nothing much had changed since the last time I visited. Considering the life that these roadside giants can endure, that was a good thing.
At first glance, you might think that the Uniontown, Pennsylvania muffler man is your run of the mill handsome Bunyan. But, upon closer inspection? Oh, no, he is not.
Check out the come hither eyelashes! ::hubba::hubba::
In a funny way, he looks more come at me, bro than some of the other muffler men. It’s probably just the sunlight glinting off of his buff forearm veins.
Tucked within the “stick” of West Virginia, that wee sliver of land between Pennsylvania and Ohio is the town of Chester. Why is this important? Well, pally – Chester is the home of the World’s Largest Teapot.
Now, I know what you’re thinking. You can’t believe you didn’t know this very important fact. Frankly, I’m surprised you didn’t either. I thought everyone knew that! 😉
When I pulled up next to the big teapot, wouldn’t you know it? It was under construction. Can you believe it? There it sat, dusty on my To Do List for all those years and I finally make it there and it’s being renovated.
Of course Im glad that it is being taken care of but without it’s label and handle in the picture how will you ever know it’s the World’s Largest? It could very well just be a really big or larger than your average teapot. ::sigh::
A few weeks ago, my friend Rosie and I took a ride to Revzilla in Philadelphia. Though I hadn’t planned on buying anything, I accidentally came away with 2 new pairs of gloves. Oopsie!
Since we were in the neighborhood, I asked Rosie if she’d mind if we made a stop off at something that’s been on my Lifelong Pursuit of Fun list for a few years now – Philadelphia’s Magic Gardens. She’s an awesome sport and a curious person too, so off we went.
The incredible mosaic space is the work of a single man, Isaiah Zagar:
…trying to make a total encyclopedic vision that has no parameters and no end. My work is marked by events and is a mirror of the mind that is building and falling apart, having a logic but close to chaos, refusing to stay still for the camera, and giving one a sense of heaven and hell simultaneously.
As we walked around the space, it became increasingly difficult to take it all in. There is so much going on that you cannot absorb everything.
Throughout the sprawl of glimmering tiles it felt like you were receiving secret messages. “Did i just read…”, “..does that say..”, “where was that word, I can’t find it now.” Perhaps that’s one of the most beautiful aspects of the space. You receive from it whatever it is you’re looking for.
I thought it was absolutely beautiful.
Philadelphia’s Magic Gardens Photos
After deciding to hang a left at the decision point, I set off to see the Whispering Giant in Dunkirk, New York. Since I was just ’round the way, I also decided to see a muffler man or two and some other roadside gems.
When I got up that morning in Williamsport, Pa. I hadn’t planned on ending up near Buffalo, New York but that just fortifies my method of traveling without reservations. You just never know where you’ll end up when you’re free to follow your whims.
Bob! at the Super Freeze Drive-In in Derby, NY:
Super Freeze Soda Jerk Muffler Man
I managed to see one of the Irving, NY Muffler Man Indians. My GPS kept sending me around in circles trying to find the other one. I got frustrated and decided to forget about it. My patience was done for the night.
While I sat outside inhaling a cheeseburger, I called home and talked to my family for a few minutes. They wondered what the heck I was doing near Buffalo and where I was going. I didn’t really have an answer to either question. But an hour or so later, I pulled in to the Holiday Inn Express in Salamanca, NY and finally took my boots off for the night.
Other Posts from this Road Trip
- Road Tripping: The Coffee Pot - Bedford, Pa
- Well, Hello, Mr. Bedroom Eyes - Uniontown, Pa. Mufflerman
- Road Tripping: World's Largest Teapot - Chester, WV
- Road Tripping: A Fabulous Pennsylvania Roadside Animal Menagerie
- Roadside Snaps: Mail Pouch Tobacco Barns and Signs
- Roadside Stop: Madonna of the Trail, Beallsville, Pa.
- Bucket List Stop: The PennDot Road Sign Sculpture Garden
- Road Tripping: Roadside Goodies from Western New York
- Whispering Giants Grand Tour: Ong-Gwe-Ohn-Weh in Dunkirk, NY
- Road Tripping: The Self-Torture of More, More, More
- Road Tripping in Pennsylvania - Zippo Lighter Museum
- Road Tripping Though Pennsylvania - Random Snapshots
- Road Tripping in Pennsylvania - Visiting the Kinzua Viaduct
- Road Tripping Through Pennsylvania: Sights on Route 144
- Road Tripping in Pennsylvania - Winding Road Next 10 Miles
- SPOT Tracker Reporting Gaps
- Road Tripping in Pennsylvania - Wandering to Breakfast in Wellsboro
- Whispering Giants Grand Tour: Williamsport, Pa. Giant is Missing
- Sometimes Being In A Hurry Actually Slows You Down
- Uncle Sam Muffler Man - Happy Fourth of July
- Instagram: My Path
- Don't You Hate it When...
- PA Ramble Roadtrip: Heading to Williamsport
- I Think This Calls For a Ramble
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