That is what I looked like this morning while I was waiting in the lobby of the Fairfield Inn in Laramie, WY. Pretty mangled, it was a battle.
Many apologies for neglecting to make some entries the past few days, but I think it's fair to say I have been fairly busy. However, I suppose I owe a overview of the four-ish days of driving. My journey started Thursday. I drove from home in Acton to St. Lawrence University in gorgeous Canton, NY to see my school chums for the night. There was a brief pit stop made on the way to pick up the lovely ms. rachel, who decided to accompany me on my trip as far as Denver, CO. Once she was in the car we made moves across lake Champlain, but not without me getting us lost in Burlington for fifteen some odd minutes. Its been awhile since I made the drive, lay off. Our stay in Canton was short, but sweet. We arrived around 9 at night and turned around and left at 7 the next morning.
Day two of driving was Canton, NY to Goshen, IN. Around twelve hours of driving and we only stopped for gas. The drive itself was uneventful except when some flaming moron from where else but Canada tried to kill Rachel and I by not using their blinker, mirror or even looking when they decided to change lanes. Whatever Canada, you're not even a real country anyway. Goshen was a interesting place with a lot of hotels. Also, the Notre Dame football team apparently was there too. Our hotel was wonderful because they gave me a glass of Champagne when I checked in. My beard must have been looking particularly dashing and rugged that night. Speaking of which, I shaved it off. Three months of hard work to look like Grizzly Adams and now I look like me again.
Day three was only about nine and a half hours of driving to Coon Rapids, MN. Once again, uneventful ride. I don't remember anything crazy happening, but we were unfortunately unable to meet up with Maggie. Instead we went out to dinner at Paddy Wagons and hung out in the hotel. The plan for the next day was to wake up early, drive to the Badlands in South Dakota then drive through the night to Denver, CO in order for Rachel to catch her flight on time. What we ended up doing was sleeping in and driving straight to Denver (14.5 hours and brutal). We made it to the Denver International Airport at 2:30 in the morning and I hung around until 4 a.m., at which time we had to part ways. It sucked a lot, especially on top of the fact I had two and a half more hours to drive to Laramie, WY. When I got to Laramie and to the hotel, of course my room was not clean or ready and I had to wait in the lobby for three hours. However, the up shot was they felt bad and upgraded my room to a suite and it's pretty super-heady-dank. Guess it pays off to look like a mangled waste of life. I was in rare form this morning while I waited because I had been awake for 24 hours and driving for 17. Since I've been in the room, I have not been out of bed. I took a few disco naps and spent most of the time watching trashy television because I have nothing else to do, but it's really nice. I think that's it for now. Tomorrow is Salt Lake City and Chris Brown, the staff member not the rapper.
