Road Trip, Pt. 4: Back to the Fe
We were supposed to leave Ann Arbor early, but due to another 5am night, we didn't hit the road until 3pm. We hit Blimpy Burger on the way out and picked up our new co-pilot, Osiris, who freaked out for the first hour of the trip.
He started to calm down until we rolled the window down to smoke going 85 and the noise terrified him so much that he pissed on my legs.
After stopping at a gas station to change clothes, Josie & Osiris passed out and I drove lead-footed through MI, IN, IL, and into Iowa in record time while smelling the cat piss emanating from my clothes in the back. I got a call from my friend Andy who coincidentally was driving from L.A. to Ann Arbor. We planned to meet somewhere in Nebraska the next day when we crossed paths on I-80. The sun was going down in Des Moines and we decided to crash, the only problem was that the Jr. Olympics were in town and we couldn't find a room. What are the chances?
As fate would have it, we crossed paths at exactly Paxton, Nebraska. We tracked our progress
through the mile markers, it was really fun and spiced up the monotony of the drive. We got off the exit ramp and looked for a place to eat and catch up. This was the strip.
The "Pit Stop."
We decided to chill at the "Windy Gap" because we found the name interesting.
The menu at the gap.
Josie and I.
Andy and his friend Jael, who was visiting from Switzerland, wanted to see America and Andy's hometown, Ann Arbor. So far on their road trip she found Big Sur the most beautiful sight. It's good to get an outside perspective and the four of us talked about America vs. Europe for a bit until we decided on food. Andy and I ordered the "Juicy Lucy," which was a half-pound burger stuffed with onions and cheese. How could I pass that up? I am a burger connoisseur after all, and this would prove to be essential field data. The ladies didn't order anything, shocker, and went outside to smoke.
Here she is, Juicy Lucy. Looks basic right?
It's not. This was one of the most delicious burgers I've ever had.
"If this is wrong, I don't want to be right," mumbled Andy with his mouth full of juice.
I asked Andy if he thought being in Paxton was unbelievable and how this will be a great bar story, and he replied, "I live for this shit." Couldn't of said it any better.
Hollow-Paxton.
High Five!
Hollow-Stain.
Back on the road I could'nt stop talking about Hollow-Paxton. Josie and I changed the subject and talked about the pro's and con's of living in Ann Arbor, living in Santa Fe, and pretty much the pro's and con's of living in every cool city in the U-S-of-A. We were already missing our friends and we both want to be close to fam. We didn't come to any conclusion and the conversation stopped when we hit this storm near Denver head-on.
The clouds were creepin' from the left. At one point we slowed down to about 40mph because of the fierce drops.
We thought it was over at this point.
And then it came back.
I love the contrast of the dark clouds and white clouds.
The sun peeked in for a second. This was an amazing site. Good thing
Josie was driving or else we would have been a ditch. I was firing the shutter left and right.
It's so inspiring to be next to the continental divide in the middle of a storm.
Rainbow.
The storm sent at least 25 tumbleweeds crashing into the Element.
Sundown in Colorado Springs. Again, beautiful.
I know planes are fast, and after the outrageous gas prices the cost of driving is almost the same, but the sights you miss out on when flying are spectacular.
We drove into New Mexico at 10pm and had another 2 hours to go.
The full moon was bright and wanted me to stay awake.
Josie was exhausted and I asked her to talk to me for the last leg of the trip.
She asked me questions like, "whats your favorite color?" "whats your favorite song?" We started laughing at our madness instead. Osiris is the best cat ever, chillin throughout the entire trip after the piss incident. We got to the Fe a little after midnight. It was a nice trip.
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