West Virginian Rest Area- a study of sound

One of the positive things about a roadtrip is the great amount of stops that must be made. On the second day of the trip, we stoppeda at a rest park for breakfast. I walked over to a starbucks and sat down. Quiet conversations were drowned out by the tired footsteps of truck drivers. The flip of page after page, heard from a book a few tables down. The cappuccino maker froths and bubbles and the barista fills the paper cup. The cash drawer opens with a slam and a ding. A woman taps her shoe slowly. There is someone swiping and pulling napkins from a container. In the distance, a blender is buzzing and crushing and mixing. The sounds are only suppressed by the fresh scent of my coffee being handed to me.