stainedmushroom said: So. How was Kansas city?
Hardly touched it! I kind of blew right through.
Columbus, Ohio score card:
4/10, will not visit again.
gypsyjenni said: are you in portlandddd? if so we should meet up! id love to hear of your adventures!
Yeah! I’m in willsonville but I’m about to take a bus into Portland. If you can message me on Facebook ill see it a lot sooner Facebook.com/kissinhandsshakinbabies
Hitchin’ Chicago to Portland, OR
# of rides: 4
Longest: 1,100 miles
Longest wait for a ride: approx. 8 hours
Shortest: less than a minute
Train Hoppin’ Albany, NY to Chicago
# of rides: 2 trains, 1 hitched ride to Selkirk yard
# of times soaked to the bone by rain: 1
# of times my car pulled up directly in front of a laundromat after being soaked to the bone by rain: 1
# of times seen by railworkers and bulls: 0 to 2?
# of times I watched a friend disappear in the dark as the train unexpectedly picked up speed 90 miles from the nearest town: 1
Most interesting ride: disgruntled former rail worker picked me up and dropped me off in the railyard right in front of the exact car I needed to ride and told me to the minute when it was leaving!
# OF TIMES I WAS TERRIFIED: A LOT
How much fun I had: ALL OF IT
Almost Big Problems From The Miniwells.
The water becomes mud from my skin and nearly disappears on the rust and soap scum before beginning its turn around the drain.
Two PM, Chicago. I have a long day of fight or flight ahead of me. It’s a simple matter of whether or not to answer my phone, but I have trouble making up my mind. On the other end is the group of kids I road the train in with; I’m sick of them. I’d only be picking up for the girl on the other end who desperately needs help leaving her abusive boyfriend; I hope to never lay eyes on him again and, alas, I feel like I’ve helped her all I could.
With me is Brandon, another punk soul who became fed up with our original group of six. We talk in silly voices while waiting for a man colloquially known as “The Banana Shark” to ride to Minneapolis with. I am fairly certain that it is exactly what it sounds like, but I also half expect a man in a banana suit with a dorsal fin.
A line in one of my favourite songs skips; it should have read “I wouldn’t touch you on a dare.” I hope Codey becomes the last traveler I can’t help but remember when I hear Chemistry but it is unlikely.
Anonymous said: Your fiction is pretty good. Keep it up.
I’m not sure where this message is coming from but nothing on this blog is fiction.
Baltimore to Strafford, VA
Number of rides: 3
Number of times taken public transit: 3
Rides with people older than us: 0
Miles traveled: 71 in 2 days
Key items forgotten at my girlfriend’s house: hiking boots :(
Weight of pack/guitar: 31lbs, ten pounds heavier than in fall
Number of ticks pulled off of myself in a public restroom: four, eyuck
I wish I did, cuz I would! You can hitch to me anyways if ya like! Rochester, NY! Wooo!!
Thanks anyway. I’ll keep you in mind if I happen to be in your area!