Dear Universe,
When I arrived in the States the first place I wanted to see was to the South. I wanted to go experience myself some Southern Hospitality and hear them folk speak their funny speak. Things didn't quite work out that way but it's working out that way now. I'm makin my way to the Deep South and I'm pretty darn excahted abaowt it. After booking a hostel to stay in Lafayette Louisiana I sent an email to them requesting formal confirmation. This is what I received back:
Hey Alice,
Yes mam we sure do have your reservation for The Couch dorm room from Nov 2-8.
We look forward to seeing you.
Poetry to my ears. So this is it for the West Coast. It's been fun but I got mah boots on and places to go and people tah see! I head back out into the wild feeling unstoppable, a crazy adventurer who can't get enough Travel pumping through my veins. I clamber out of my comfy bed of delight (otherwise known as LA) and head back into the wild (otherwise known as the middle of the States). I am Lara Croft only sexier and more dangerous. Between me and the crazy-ass powers of Cellini Euroline the world holds its breath as we launch ourselves at whoever we might come across.
We are rested. We are ready. We have very little money but are willing to slave for our room and board. That's just the way we roll.
STOP 1
El Paso Texas.
An approximate 17 hour train ride crossing two timezones will land me slap bang in the middle of the US, right on the mexican border. If I had that mexican visa I could walk across the border for a margarita on Monday night. But I don't so I won't. Actually I have no idea what I will be doing in El Paso as I know practically nothing about it besides for the distance between where the train drops me and where the Hostel is at. I can't wait to find out though.
One thing Universe:
The last time I went on Amtrak I ended up cuddling with a sweet but strange black belt martial artist for warmth which ended up being a little weird. Hey, it was his idea not mine. Please ensure that I either sit alone or have the company of someone sane, interesting or very pre-occupied sitting next to me. This is muchos importantos as 17 hours is a long-ass time.
Me? I will be spending my time listening to David Sedaris reading his stories on me small notebook, staring out the window at the glorious scenery rolling by till night falls, and then yanking out my earplugs, eye mask and small red cushion friend to see me through the night. This time I won't be cold. My auntie Frances made sure of that when she sent me packing with her sleeping bag-coat.
I love the feeling of endless possibilities.
Make my trip back a beautiful and epic journey Universe.
Respect,
Alice
STOP 1
El Paso Texas.
An approximate 17 hour train ride crossing two timezones will land me slap bang in the middle of the US, right on the mexican border. If I had that mexican visa I could walk across the border for a margarita on Monday night. But I don't so I won't. Actually I have no idea what I will be doing in El Paso as I know practically nothing about it besides for the distance between where the train drops me and where the Hostel is at. I can't wait to find out though.
One thing Universe:
The last time I went on Amtrak I ended up cuddling with a sweet but strange black belt martial artist for warmth which ended up being a little weird. Hey, it was his idea not mine. Please ensure that I either sit alone or have the company of someone sane, interesting or very pre-occupied sitting next to me. This is muchos importantos as 17 hours is a long-ass time.
Me? I will be spending my time listening to David Sedaris reading his stories on me small notebook, staring out the window at the glorious scenery rolling by till night falls, and then yanking out my earplugs, eye mask and small red cushion friend to see me through the night. This time I won't be cold. My auntie Frances made sure of that when she sent me packing with her sleeping bag-coat.
I love the feeling of endless possibilities.
Make my trip back a beautiful and epic journey Universe.
Respect,
Alice
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