Upon returning from Cleveland, one thing is bothering me… Turnpikes.

Based upon my two data points (New Jersey and Pennsylvania), Turnpikes are, as a rule, in much worse shape than your average interstate. To add insult to injury, the motorist has to pay for the right to bounce from pothole to pothole between jersey walls moving through what seems to be one continuous construction zone. The analytical part of my brain insists that there is a connection between the attrocious state of theseroads, and the fact that one is charged money to travel. I can’t figure out what it is.

And one serious question… where does the name “Turnpike” come from?

Cleveland wasn’t that bad, but nothing is screaming out “Come back”. The Rock’n'Roll hall of fame is definitely worth seeing. But I can now say “Been there, done that.”