Positioned between Alabama and Michigan is Ohio. A long time ago, I made a pledge to myself to never live in Ohio, so I was forced to venture east to Pittsburgh with Adelaide in September 2017 to see what the city was like.
We had grown tired of living out of our car, with each day as unpredictable as the past. Our lives were getting more complex; work was amping up and we needed reliable internet and a desk to be productive. After an exhaustive search online, visiting 5 dealers between Portland, Maine and Cincinnati, Ohio, we found our dream: A 2018 Coachmen travel trailer.
With Brunhilda, our twenty-five-and-a-half foot home on wheels, we ventured to the KOA in Washington, PA for nearly two months. Two to three times a week, we would venture into the city and explore. One weekend, Adelaide took Meaty, our Durango, east to visit friends and Pep and I rented a Honda to tour the city. In three days we had walked over 50,000 steps across bridges, through neighborhoods and into tea shops.
We loved so much about Pittsburgh. We saw adults cycling, families in beautiful parks, attended a food truck rally under the overpass (with Mom and Dad!), and caught up with our dear friend Arielle.
Pittsburgh was incredible and it's one of the most livable cities we've been to yet.
One of the most welcoming things about the city is her set of three bridges that cross the Allegheny River. The Roberto Clemente and Andy Warhol and Rachel Carson Bridges are here.
Everyone is a Steelers fan. This was between upper-and-lower Lawrenceville, a more 'hip' part of town which I've heard people refer to as the "Brooklyn of Pittsburgh."
The Strip District is between the above bridges and Lawrenceville and is where you make your groceries and shop on Saturday's and Sunday's. This man had some fat oysters and Crystal hot sauce.
When walking by a cigar bar, this guy asked me if I wanted to see his tattoo.
Arielle, our roommate from New Orleans, lives in Pittsburgh. She's Pepper's favorite.
Yellow is the color of Pittsburgh.
The architecture in Washington, PA was really remarkable. Even the dilapidated homes a street or two away from this had beautiful bones.
Long walks while our clothes tumble dry next door.
Randyland was full of color and fun. Such a heart-minded man. He said "I live in my heart because it has many rooms."