The first night, and every night there after we had margaritas. iced. with salt. regular. yum.
The first day it was raining. So we decided to drive 2 miles north to Los Angelos and see Hollywood and Bel Air. Finally all those Fresh Prince images finally had a location in my mind.
The next day Maura showed me around glorious San Diego. Im not sure if it was a pleasure to visit a paradise or torture from the fact that I had to return to grey New England. Also Maura got her nose pierced as a departing gesture to San Diego.
The next day we set off and in the first day we hit three different terrains in like 45 minutes. It was nothing short of ridiculous. We saw rock mountains, sand dunes, desert, illegal agriculture. We also drove from San Diego to El Paso Texas. Shazam!
Then we Drove from El Paso to Austin Texas. El Paso was boring with really inefficient Walgreens. Austin was an awesome hippie town with bizarre tropical birds. We hung out with some University of Texas students and played bananagrams. I rocked. Maura is practicing.
Next we headed off to New Orleans. This was supposed to be a short day of driving..OH boy were we wrong. First off we were going to stop in Houston because the highway we were driving on I10 went right through it. Well ...we didnt see it and actually drove right through Houston. Dont know how that happened. But we did stop in Beaumont so Maura could buy some cowboy boots. Finally when we hit Baton Rouge there was intense traffice. Why? Because everyone was drunk from Mardi Gras. There were 6 car accidents from Baton Rouge to New Orleans causing about 5 hours of traffic. At one point I had to pee on the highway and people were dancing in the streets having a party.
Nevertheless. Mardi Gras was pretty cool. Minus the weird adventure the night before in which the car stalled and rolled into the gas station and there after we went to a late night cafe in which Maura talked to this crazy man about tattoo's. Were trying to forget that whole incident. but anyway. Mardi Gras had lots of floats and drunk people. Like you thought.
After New Orleans we drove up to Memphis. We drove through Mississippi in 4 hours. We got to Memphis and went to Beale street to hit up BB Kings House of Blues. And it was AWESOME. We met some fun New Zealand guys. Got to dance. And be in music's hometown.
Well Memphis didnt turn out to be so cool in the morning. Maura's car was broken into and had her ipods, gps, and fm transmitter stolen. We also got a flat tire on the way and was overcharged for a faulty tire. I then drank a coke and redbull to drive all night. Which didnt happen so I had a caffeine attack around 3 am. It was a disaster.
oh also. the next morning we got a speeding ticket. screw Tennessee.
Well the last day we had to drive 19 hours to get home. We drove from Tennessee, Virginia, West Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, New York, Connecticut, Rhode Island. And. FINALLY. Massachusetts. It was insane. The trip was nonetheless AMAZING.
