January 2010
17 posts
Days of Thunder
Day 100
So you want to hear about Daytona? You don’t? Well, too bad.
We lived through that nightmare, now so will you. The thing is, we (I) should have known better. I had this irrational belief that the entire state of Florida was just like California, so the southern accents and baptist churches really threw me off. Too much Entertainment Tonight, I guess. Daytona is like the love...
Daytona. Seat Pissers.
Day 98
We have a strong suspicion that someone peed all over our scooter seat. It was wet, everything else was dry.
This was our first night out in Daytona.
Seat pissers.
Halfway There.
(that was for you, Karissa. Ah yeah.)
Day 95
That’s right. This crazy, life splaying, intoxicating, perilous journey is more than halfway over. At least the south of the border portion.
To put it in perspective, here are some numbers:
We’ve put on 7 800.3 miles during this trip.
That’s 12 553.3 km. Which is practically the same distance of the equator...
The JAX Welcome
What a week. After nearly floating down the street in Tallahassee amidst a crazy set of rain storms that ran us ragged, we pulled into Jacksonville. The northeast coast of Florida. A hint of warmer temperatures and hopefully relaxation tempted our joy.
What do we know about Jacksonville?
The art galleries are most definitely worth visiting. Especially at the Burrito gallery.
The people are...
Day 91
Travis takes a Tallahassee Shower (via Vimeo)
Seven Cool Things About Swamps
Day 90
1. Swamps do not smell like rotting bodies like Hollywood portrays. In fact, they do not have any smell at all. 2. Mosquitoes do not like swamps. The water is constantly moving, and skeeters like standing water. Leave the OFF at home 3. As early as 50 years ago, it was common to have a mattress stuffed with Spanish Moss that dangles from the branches of the cypress trees at home in the...
The Pulse of Nawlins
Day 86
Let me tell you a story about the beating heart of the US. It’s right here in a little town called New Orleans, which isn’t a town, and isn’t so little after all. This story starts when two road weary travelers beeline their way through the parched deserts of Texas and into the humid underbelly of Louisiana. Cypress stumps jut out of greasy quagmires. Spanish moss hangs...
PS-- We Didn't Win
But thanks for those of you who voted! Hugs and XOXs.
A Shameless Short Film Plug
Also, a shameless plug for my (non) acting career. As many of you know, Wil, Gord, Sarah and I made a short film in 24 hours for the 2009 Film Racing Tour and won the Calgary contest. Now we are up against 20 other winners around North America. We need your help and your vote. So if you liked us, vote now.
Houston, We Have a Problem
Day 83
Okay, we did the NASA thing (actually, the Houston Space Center). On a scale of 1 to 10, we give it a hearty 6.5.
Now here’s the thing: It’s about space. So that makes it cool. We ventured through the most stunning exhibits! Life size replicas of rockets, pods, the moon (joking), & astronauts. And we got to rub shiny, black moon rock. I have rubbed shoulders with...
Sweet San Antonio
Day 80
What a blissful vacation! Two days in a warm bed with decent shower did a lot for our morale. And San Antonio is a beautiful colonial city. Trav and I had an ‘alone day’ on Saturday so we could breathe some independent air. Ironically, we both ended up at the Alamo right around 2:30pm. You know when couples start finishing each other’s sentences and eventually start...
Really, Texas? Snow?
Day 78
Three things that we planned on doing didn’t happen: The Grande Canyon, Roswell, New Mexico, and the Carlsbad Caverns. Wanna know why?
Snow. Yep. All the way down here in the heat of belle south. Instead of checking out these natural wonders, we ran as fast as Walter’s wheels would take us deeper into the gut of Texas. And though we lament that we couldn’t walk about red...
Day 76
Death highway, New Mexico (via Vimeo)
A Day in the Bio-Dome
Day 75
Bio-Dome was a terrible movie from 1996 starring Pauly Shore and Stephen Baldwin. As far as I can remember, these two dickweeds accidentally get locked in a bubble with a bunch of scientists, act like morons, and emerge a year later somehow smarter or more compassionate about the environment or some other inane crap.
Turns out this steaming pile of detritus was a parody of a real...
A Vegas New Year
Day 72
If you like garbage and guns, and girls walking through glass on a winter’s eve, then you would love Vegas at New Years. We had a blast! And then we decided two days was enough.
It all started on the 30th. We picked up good Wil at the airport. Had to circle several times, because Walter was too big to park at ‘Arrivals’ and the gates would have taken the air...
Day 70
Wil and Travis shoot machine guns (via Vimeo)