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WEDNESDAY:
well it wouldnt be a cross country adventure without some delays and setbacks. we all woke up sniffly and sore-throaty due to our crap-ass hotel. dust and mold and stale smoke be damned. johnny got it the worst it think. looked at our map over some greasy McD’s and decided to take rt 30 thru texas instead of rt 40 thru Oklahoma. either way we still had to drive thru Arkansas which sucked. poorest state in the union or not... the roads are like fucking ski moguls. i took the first shift driving and almost rear ended a semi when traffic screeched to a halt due to construction. it’s quite a change riding a scoot around for 3 months and then getting behind the wheel of a 20,000 lb truck. finally made it thru miles and miles of single-lane, two-way, narrow-ass traffic and stopped in Texarkana for lunch. i swear if i see the inside of another truck stop ill scream. took a nice long break and decided to try to make it to Dallas. 
no such luck. about an hour outside of Texarkana johnny turns on his blinkers and coasts to the side of the road. total loss of power. tried to get it started a couple of times but no dice. sounds a lot like what happened to the hooptie months ago on the side of 64. timing belt. expensive. im just glad we didnt crap out in the middle of the desert... that would have been too totally cliche. called the tow truck and chilled in the median of rt 30 for an hour until Billy Craig showed up to haul us to Mt Pleasant. he dropped us off at a best western and left with the car and a promise of an estimate first thing in the morning. 
Best West was nice...especially compared to the shit holes we’d been staying in. we jumped in the ice cold pool and swam for about 10 minutes. did some laundry while johnny changed the cat boxes (the cats have actually been behaving quite well). ordered some pizza and i wandered over to the convenience store to pick up some beer and post cards. no postcards... and worse... no beer. tragedy! the guys behind the counter just laughed and laughed. told me id have to go about 8 miles up the road because this was a dry county. i didnt even think places like that even existed anymore. no beer to cap off a crappy traveling day. sigh. watched Jackie Chan movies and passed out. |