Tuesday, May 29, 2018

REST AREA AHEAD?


Wawa Way Station   
For those of you traveling to the Delaware Shore this summer do not despair that all that backed up traffic has you worried you’ll never find a pit stop in time. Get your trusty co-pilot to break out her Waze App and find you a Wawa convenience store, that wonderful place for refreshments like sandwiches and coffee and snacks and often gasoline and (hopefully) bathrooms.

worth fighting the traffic

Such was the case for your intrepid shoebees yesterday returning from a relaxing Memorial Day weekend at the big house at Broadkill beach in Delaware with our dear friends. Three hours into a four hour stop-and-go cha cha up Route 1 I started that butt clinching wiggle. Thankfully we were able to locate a Wawa in Bear, on the Pulaski Highway, just a bit less than a half mile away.

If you live in central or south Jersey or anywhere in Pennsylvania WaWa is a home away from home. I can eat there; their hoagies are excellent. Great breakfast sandwiches too and a myriad of coffee choices. I can do my banking at the PNC ATMs, buy gas, or take a nap in the usually expansive parking lots if needed. I can buy lottery tickets and even relieve myself in their clean bathrooms before hitting the road again with my coffee and a delightful Tastykake morsel. Wawa is the first choice and sometimes the only choice.

NO LOO HERE!
But, not all Wawa’s are the same! Don’t expect a way station in a smaller Wawa. Sure they offer food and drink, but no gas or bathrooms. Well, several cars made their way off Route 1 towards the Wawa on the Pulaski Highway in Bear, Delaware only to be severely disappointed. Entering the Wawa myself and looking around for the bathroom I noticed several others doing the same, wide-eyed and desperate, for there wasn’t a loo inside the Wawa. All left burbling about the next Wawa along the way, but Janet and I stayed. We were going to hit the road ourselves but she discovered the port-o-potties behind this particular Wawa. We are not sure if they were placed there by the Wawa as a matter of courtesy to their valued customers, but it certainly saved me from getting arrested for public urination. 

They were clean and necessary and afterwards the traffic seemed less annoying and we sipped our coffees and devoured our Butterscotch Krimpets with sly smiles on our faces, as if we discovered some secret cache of gold to be horded.

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