I'm not sure I can survive the rest of the day. These guys follow the vast wasteland of daytime tv by watching game shows and whatever else looks entertaining. The smoke filled rooms are almost unbearable, but waking up to Charlies bloody mary mix makes it somewhat entertaining. After NUMEROUS drinks, foul language and bad jokes, I wake up to waah my bike, fold my clean laundry and get ready for tomorrow. They have a guy living next door that is the poster child for "burned out." If you were ever to meet this guy, you would NEVER, EVER drink ANYTHING with vodka. All in all, it was a very good visit, and make me EXTREMELY happy that I have the life that I do.
I bought a new cooler to replace the one that got blown off the bike. Half my destinations are done, but I'm not half-way there yet. This next stretch to the left coast is the longest and will be the hottest. I'm not sure how I'll handle the desert, but I am WAY ahead of schedule.
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