I have an inexplicable affinity for rest areas. Some are undoubtedly preferable to others - I've grown quite fond of those on the New Jersey Turnpike, likely a result of having frequented them so often over the years. I find a strange comfort in them, and I really enjoy the fact that they're named after an interesting variety of people, from Walt Whitman, to Vince Lombardi, to Grover Cleveland. Alternatively, I find some stops in Connecticut to be a little strange. I once waited out a downpour in the parking lot of one of these, and even when surrounded by other cars, I still found myself discomforted by the desolation of the rest area.
But of the ones I've seen so far, none hold a candle to those found off the Ohio Turnpike. These places are spacious, immaculate (particularly for a rest area), and filled with restaurants whose food I actually want to eat, from Einstein Brothers Bagels, to Panera. They are also easily the most redeemable thing about Ohio (with the exception of the Cleveland Clinic, I think). See for yourselves:
As an added bonus, as of this month, the Ohio Turnpike is finally joining most of the east coast in offering E-Z Pass. What's not to like?
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