Rural Decay

IM with work colleague who was asking about my upcoming vacation plans

Work Colleague: goin somewhere exotic?

M Van Vleet: The exact opposite. Indiana.

Work Colleague: hey watch it…i was born there

M Van Vleet: And you got out.

Work Colleague: there are exotic parts

M Van Vleet: If you say so.
M Van Vleet: Does “rural decay” count as exotic?

Work Colleague: nah, i don’t really know. i was 1 yr old when we left


M Van Vleet: A photo from downtown Princeton where my wife is from.
M Van Vleet: Taken during a visit 2 years back.

Work Colleague: lovely

M Van Vleet: Closed 2-screen theater just 1 block from the downtown square, which is usually 1/4 to 1/3 empty storefronts.

Work Colleague: i see the decay now

M Van Vleet: There’s abandoned gas stations. Briefly, it looked like one of them was being used for a guy to sell meat out of, once a week. Had posted hours.
M Van Vleet: Didn’t work out, though.

Work Colleague: yeah, i hear meat coming out of a pump tastes really bad….worse than the canned cheese

M Van Vleet: Thin line between “entrepreneur” and “maniac with underground meat storage tanks”