The Athena Cinema

It’s my absolute favorite place to catch a movie. The Athena Cinema shows great films, is never crowded and tickets are a fair price.

It started life as the Majestic Theater after the building was converted from a grocery store to a movie house in 1915.

Tickets were a dime apiece at the time.

After changing ownership more than a few times over the years, it’s now owned and operated by Ohio University and is staffed by student workers who are funded by Federal Work Study.

They always show the movies and documentaries you can’t see anywhere else in southern Ohio. You would have to go to Columbus if it weren’t for the Athena. Since I tend to go for matinees, it’s usually a sparse crowd and I never have to sit near anyone else.

An introvert’s paradise.

They’re not showing movies now but offering some events and films online. You can currently register to watch the documentary John Lewis: Good Trouble for free.

Oh, how I miss it there! Someday, hopefully soon, I’m going to spend a Saturday watching movies there. Two or three of them, just because I can!

Watching movies at home is ok but it’s just not the same as settling into a theater with a snack.

Going to the movies is an event.

When the Mr Rogers documentary Won’t You Be My Neighbor? played, I found myself in a theater with about twenty other strangers who sang along, laughed and even cried together.

That’s not an experience you’ll have on your couch.

Their concessions aren’t a bad price and the tickets are affordable. Matinees are $5 and regular tickets are $6.50. They occasionally do free events including kids’ movies in the summer.

Learn all about The Athena Cinema at their website.

Sunset Motel

A good sign deserves to be appreciated. Isn’t it a beaut?

Sadly, I’m pretty sure the sign is the best part of the Sunset Motel but this place is a fun remnant of mid century automobile travel on Old 33 in Athens, Ohio.

The American roadside was once dotted with unique diners and motels, often boasting flashy signs like this. It makes me a little sad sometimes when I think about how national chains make every town look just like the last one down the highway.

Of course, that sense of generic sameness everywhere else makes places like this all the more special. Today, I will be thankful for that.

Life Is Worth Adventuring

It’s like someone parked it there just for me. I had swung through the BK drive thru for an impossible Whopper (cooked off the grill with no mayo, thank you) only to find this gem waiting for me.

It’s these unexpected surprises that make life worth adventuring.

Road Tripping Red

Both Friday and Saturday allowed some free time for backroads wandering. These two days resulted in some wonderful memories and good fodder to share here. I wanted to start with this series of images.

This car was parked outside an establishment near Athens and I couldn’t resist whipping in for some pictures!

Check out the rocket lights!

And of course the fuzzy dice and hula girl!

Imagine road tripping in this beast! Remember what I said last month about red things? There was a similar car in the same parking lot but it was a different, sort of gold color. I didn’t even give it a second look but this flashy red left me practically drooling!

Who knows what kind of car this is?

Happiness Is…

Happiness is having an evening free to wander in the middle of the week. A friend invited me to a Chris Thile concert earlier this week. So I wore a cute dress to work, took myself out for the Qdoba Grilled Fajita Vegan Bowl and enjoyed a little walk around the Ohio University campus before the show.

It was ninety degrees at 7 p.m. but it looked like fall and was a nice way to pass a Tuesday night. Not to mention, I had a great time with my friend and got to hear live music.

And, in case you’re wondering, that vegan bowl was delicious!

I Miss Those Days

college days

I commuted to Ohio University and often found myself with time to kill between classes. If the weather was good, this is where you could find me. Countless hours were spent sitting on this sunny hillside plowing through centuries of good books as I pursued my degree in English.

I miss those days. 

It was wonderful having nowhere to be but right here, sitting in the grass with a book in my hands. It was here that I read my first Ian Fleming book as part of a film noir class. It was here that I developed an appreciation for Indian literature and it was here that Jane Austin came to life.

I suppose I could go sit there with a book someday but I’m guessing you really can’t go home again. I don’t belong there anymore. But the memory – ah, the memory of the smell of fresh cut grass, the sun beating down, the feel of a book in my hands –  it’s the best memory of my college career.