This spot is perfect for child visitation transfers. There is a large public parking lot overlooking the Enola Rail Yard and Susquehanna which, on a clear day, is quite picturesque. I watched several couples on Sunday roll in, trade kids, and roll out under a cool, clear day as I gassed up and waited for my Buffalo Chicken Panini and Iced Coffee. This is the second Wawa in the area and represents a clean and efficient location.
I ate my panini while watching the trains roll north and the river run south, listening to a podcast about the recovery of cursed relics from the Cult of Hitaas which infiltrated the Russian aristocracy in 1792. It was a nice break during my long drive.
Ironically, the other side of the Wawa points toward a development called "River's Edge" which, aside from being the title of a very dark crime film from 1986, is nowhere near the edge of the river. In fact, should you rent a unit facing the river, your view out the window every morning will be this Wawa which, at around $1800 for 2 bedrooms, is a bit misleading and disappointing.
Unlike its main competition (Sheetz), Wawa's parking lot is not designed by someone obsessed with Mad Max and demolition derbies; it is well organized with long lines of sight and lots of room to swerve out of the way when a delivery truck speeds across the front of the store.
The food still tastes like actual food. While the "buffalo" chicken could do with much more "buffalo sauce" than the spritzing it has, the chicken is tender and the bread is fresh.
The pizza is so not-good that they should discontinue it. They tried, but it is the least satisfying (or even convincing) food product they offer.
"Fresh Baked Goods" are not fresh, nor are they necessarily baked, and rarely good. If you think you're getting a fresh baked pretzel, you will be disappointed by the plastic wrapper you have to open. A lot of this is processed and pre-packaged and, therefore, way overpriced for the quality.
The staff, as expected, has the usual look of being hunted and judged, especially in the kitchen. It's hard to prep food when there are a few dozen weary travelers staring at you trying to telepathically influence you to move fast and get to their meatball sub or custom liquid caffeine delivery system. To lock eyes with them is to see the eyes of a deer in the woods - the fear is there as they desperately pretend there was no contact and rush away to keep up with their tasks.
The exception is the food delivery staff. On my last two visits, they brought my food out to my truck and we exchanged kind words and they seemed to feel blessed for the privilege of escaping the rush even if for just a moment. read more