Day 316
I have been up traveling since 3:45 am. I am now many, many hours, miles, and stories later back in the U.S. visiting a friend in Chicago. Here is a preview of the tale that I will write tomorrow as tonight I will have to pass out soon as it is a miracle that I can even type.
-Terrifying cab rides at top speed over bumps into the darkness while speeches were rehearsed.
-Deserted bus stop and mysterious hippie van.
-Cryptic tweets that resemble poetry of a mad woman.
-A jolly and magical bus driver and the not so jolly, not so magical bus ride that followed...for four hours.
-The American airport that didn't have a McDonalds.
-A long flight filled with fat people. In flight entertainment audio and video: a saga.
-Looking around the plane to see who was scared upon landing.
-Picked up by my best friend's boyfriend whom I have only met once and spent the day with him.
-Giant hotdog which was actually 2 hotdogs covered in a bricks worth of cheese.
-Teaching an acquaintance a new card game and then accidentally beating him at it so bad that he hated it.
-Finally, meeting up with my estranged best friend who has gained enough weight to look healthy and made me a bed and gave me two pickle spears.
And that was just the preview. I hope to provide all of the compelling details tomorrow. Goodnight all weary travelers.
Tip of the Day: Getting there is half the fun, the other half is bitching about the getting there.
-Canadian Castaway
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