I gotta tell ya'll, growing up, I always kinda heard about Pepsi being from North Carolina - that someone was concocting some drink in a drugstore, and somehow Pepsi was born. But for whatever reason, I never connected New Bern, NC, as the birthplace of Pepsi. (Or, maybe I did, and I've just forgotten over the years. Yes, let's hope it's this.)
Save the World Couple did an eastern NC roadtrip a few weeks ago, where they explored some of the places in our NC history textbooks in 4th and 8th grade - Fort Tryon Palace, etc. It's a good thing they went, because eastern NC got pounded by the hurricane this weekend.
And unwittingly, they carried on my own tradition of disaster in my wake. I've mentioned it a few times before, but I keep adding to my list. I visit, and the place gets destroyed a few weeks or months later.
There was a visit to Windsor, then a fire in St. George's Chapel.
There was a visit to that Chapel Bridge in Lucerne, then that burned down.
I visited the World Trade Center in like July 2011.
I went to the Sports Museum of America, and a week later it closed.
Earlier this year, I went to South Street Seaport Museum and Bowne Printing Company and right afterward, they announced heavy layoffs and possible closure, and they're still fighting to stay alive.
Last year, I went to the Washington Monument, the first time in decades since I'd been, and then there was the earthquake.
Last year, I went to Brattleboro, Vermont, one of the hardest hit towns this past weekend.
There's more, but that's what I can think of off the top of my head.
I know! It's crazy! Like rationally, I know it's not my fault, but man, I'm starting to worry!