For me this was my first Super Chevy Show outside of the Southern California/Nevada area, and it was quite an experience. Although the show is basically the same setup throughout the country, everything else was just, well different. Actually the show seemed pretty much the same with the usual flocks of Chevy fans scurrying from one area to the next, but my surroundings are a whole other story.
For starters, somehow my hotel room ended being 25 minutes away deep in the ghetto, and I mean ghetto. When I pulled up Saturday night after the show, Virginia cops (yes that's plural) were out front taking down names and statements! What happened, I dunno; I didn't exactly stick around to find out.
Another interesting experience I learned out on the road is outside of the busy stop-n-go lifestyle of Southern California, credit cards and debit cards aren't a matter of life and death. For that reason, because I had no cash, I spent an entire day going without food, (luckily I could find water fountains) five hours next to a lady crying her eyes out watching a movie on the plane (I didn't have cash to buy a set of head phones), and a mad dash running across the street in the pouring rain to the ATM. Why didn't I just drive you ask? Well I had just finished eating at the Waffle House and when I whipped out the plastic to pay, the waitress informed me they don't take credit cards. Therefore I left the keys to the rental with her and took off to the gas station's ATM machine.
Guess I learned my lesson. Anyways though, for those of you who wanted more, you got it. Since you couldn't get enough coverage of the Virginia Super Chevy Show on paper, feast your eyes upon this.