Going to Grandma’s House (Part 3): A Damn Good Sandwich!

Nov 21, 2013 | Life | 0 comments

This entry is part 3 of 5 in the series Travelogue: Going to Grandma's HouseTravelogue: Going to Grandma's HouseGoing to Grandma’s House (Part 1): Taking Time For Me Going to Grandma’s House (Part 2): Beginning My Trip Going to Grandma’s House (Part 3): A Damn Good Sandwich! Going to Grandma’s House (Part 4): Wanderer’s Treasures […]
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This entry is part 3 of 5 in the series Travelogue: Going to Grandma's House

Detroit, MI to Pittsburgh, PA Trip Re-cap

My Megabus trip to Pittsburgh was ok. I got to the city last night around midnight where my uncle was there to meet me. Upon arrival, I immediately noticed how much of a horrible job I’d done packing…I felt like the bag lady. LOL

When I got off the bus, I called my uncle to see if he was there waiting for me. This is how the conversation went:

Me: “Hey Uncle!”

Uncle: “Hey Desi.”

Me:“I was just calling you to see if you were here because I just got off the bus.”

Uncle:“Yeah, I’m here. But I don’t see you.”

Me:“You are? Umm, I just got my bags. I’m standing right in front of the bus.”

Uncle:“I see you.”

Me:“Where are you? What kind of car do you have?”

Uncle:“Do you have a bright green blanket on?”

Me:“Yeah, I don’t see you.”

Uncle:“You got you a bunch of bags on.” He says chuckling.

I turn around, and to my surprise, he is standing right behind me. LOL We both stand and laugh as he helps me lug my bags to the car. 

My uncle took me to a “Pittsburgh staple”, the Primanti Bros. Restaurant. Known for its sandwiches, loaded with your choice of grilled meat, an Italian dressing-based coleslaw, tomato slices, cheese, and French fries between two pieces of Italian bread.

After having a meal with my aunt, uncle, and cousins, my uncle and I retreated to the basement to talk and catch up before taking a catnap before I had to be taken to the train station at 5 AM.

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