"Fires in the northland * floods to the south
Put the pedal to the metal * and let it all hang out"
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Travelog Part 1; Texas
After a flurry of last minute packing, I finally threw the cats in the van and left around noon on a saturday in April.
Worries lay heavy on my mind. What if I got stranded in the desert? What if I got trouble from the fuzz? What if the van got broken into?
I said a quick prayer, asking for protection from delays, breakdowns and unwanted intrusions. I took a deep breath, and rolled out.
The odometer read 145866, and I didn't expect to make many miles since I left so late. I drove past the cypress swamps, over the long bridges, past the floating camps and the petrochemical plants. I said my last goodbyes to the savage garden of Louisiana.
There are many wonderful things about that area, but there is always a feeling of something hidden and sinister; some poisonous desperation that comes perhaps from living in such an impossible place.
Goodbye, city below sea level.
30 miles east of Houston, I stopped for the night at a truck stop. There was a small area on the fringes of truck parking that was just the right size for my van. I made sure I wasn't blocking anyone or taking up too much space. I have a lot of respect for truckers, and it is a general policy of mine not to piss them off. Unfortunately, my spot was near the entrance, and happened to be downwind from both the fueling station and the truck parking. It was an uneventful night, though not exactly restful. All night long the trucks rolled in past the van, and in the morning I was shocked I hadn't been poisoned in the night by diesel fumes.
With the odometer at 146197, I got an early start and headed deeper into the Great Republic of Texas.
I am a militant hippie, an conservative liberal, a practical dreamer, an empath who is fundamentally selfish, a butch femme straight chick that likes auto repair and a multiverse of other contradictions who is still stuggling to be a responsible master of our destiny.
I use lots of nasty chemicals on this blog. It should go without saying, but it is always the responsibility of the individual to READ THE LABEL and use products safely. These are my experiences. You should always take what I say with a grain of salt. If you want real tech support, visit the product's website. They have lots more highly paid lawers than I do. I will not be held responsible for someone else's stupidity, only for my own. And for chrissakes, keep your kids and pets away from this stuff.