Day 27: Bubble, Bubble, Toil and Trouble

The Walking Fool got up shaky from another long night of cold weather. He wobbled his way to the town of Oldtown (they're planning on renovating the town soon) about 7 miles up the trail. To keep his mind occupied, the WF had a humorous conversation with God. Naturally, it wasn't really God, it was simply a voice he was doing -- which the "God" character often pointed out to the Fool. "I'm not really God, you know, I'm just a voice you're doing. This is why my vocabulary is so bad."

Once the Fool hit Oldtown, he gingerly headed into town — which consisted of a post office and two houses. The fool heard a rumor that there was a place to get food at an establishment called the "Schoolhouse Kitchen." The fool was wary that such a place existed in such a thin town. He's been burned before. But sure enough, he soon discovered the local high school and right outside the cafeteria entrance was a large banner proudly announcing the "Schoolhouse Kitchen." The Fool was still a little cautious, as it was a Sunday, and it could be closed. But to his utter jubilation, it was open for business and served him up a delicious plate of cafeteria food. (Extra gravy was free!!)

After throwing his napkin down, the WF paid his bill, waved goodbye to the locals and headed back to the trail with a full stomach. About 2 minutes later, that full stomach turned into a full case of diarrhea that bubbled and brewed for the next 3 miles till the Fool could find a port-a-john. He was a much happy walker as he eased his way up to the outskirts of Cumberland, the last stop on the C&O Canal trail.

Route thus far

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