I awoke for the second morning at my hotel in the small college town of Oberlin, Ohio. It would be impossible to begin the day again with hotel , restaurant coffee. Peeking out of the rubber curtains I saw gray drizzle Spring was poking through the ground in the form of crocus and snow drops but the sleet was a clear sign it had not yet arrived There would be no Starbucks in Oberlin and so I would need to proceed with a search. I bundled up and walked out into the weather.
It was early on a Saturday morning and not many people were about. I watched as two students laden with heavy backpacks entered a small restaurant down the street. I headed to the location and looked in. The menu in the window advertised many healthy options. Cappuccino made with almond milk was not what I was after. Despite my now soaked down jacket I was not going to stop until I found my steaming cup. I walked on to the intersection and began to smell the breakfast smells of bacon and pancakes No restaurant in sight so turning left I began to search again.
Noticing the college students favorite mode of transportation locked to a sidewalk bench could be a good sign. I ventured toward the worn handlebars and as I grew closer the roasty molasses coffee aroma drifted forth. “Swerve Bike Shop” the sign on the shop read. I stood, puzzled breathing in the most wonderful coffee smell. Then I saw it-a tiny sign reading “Coffee.” An arrow pointed downward. My heart lifted as I headed down the stairs.
Ah! Comfortably worn dark wooden tables in an assortment of sizes with modern aluminum chairs sat waiting for coffee lovers. I know I ordered my Cappuccino with a huge smile and even splurged on a bagel with cream cheese in honor of my coffee find. I unwrapped myself out of wet clothing and sat down with my hot drink. My bagel arrived wrapped in foil just as the bagels I’d enjoyed in New York last summer. I opened my book. Bliss!