Day 6- We woke up!!!

our camp site at 'turtle bayou'

We did it, amy and I slept on the bayou. It was very scary and so loud with all the creatures however once inside the tent we sort of adjusted. The insects were screaming, armadillos roaming, and beautifully exquisite fire flies danced on the back of our tent and overhead. It didn't help that the woman here told us not to swim 'cuz there's gators in the water'.



The night sky was star lit and bats few at close range overhead. I think the fear of armadillos is just that I am not used to them, after relying on dad for our information, 'no they are not dangerous just dont corner them' it felt better. They are so awesome to look at, mostly deaf creatures, they hide in river holes and come out at night. They are slow and not too quick on their feet, as you can see by this one roadside on the way into the campground. They sort of resemble dinosaurs.



Sleeping on the bayou is sort of like trying to sleep in a bathroom someone is taking a very hot shower in with the doors and windows closed. It is so hot, sticky, and your dripping all the time; even now as I sit and type this at 6:00 am. Amy and I slept inches apart and she warned me that if I touched her skin she would kick me out of the tent. Its not the sort of place you want to make woopy in. Yet, we woke up!!!



We're packin up and headin to new orleans however I am so proud of us for 'sticking it out' and staying here that I wanted to post this now. we rock for city folk!

-rebs

Deep in the heart of Texas-Day 4 & 5

Ok, Texas, we made it, stay with me as amy and i are literally sitting at our campsite on the bayou as I type this and I am fighting off mosquitos!!!
(ok typing from inside the tent) We rolled into texas both scared, turns out for no reason. We had a blast!!! First we hit the alamo, no basement and no pee props, it was sad and we felt happy we didnt pay to get in. All signs indicated the site stands for independence, no mention of fighting to maintain slavery. Amy did her best to carry out the pee wee tour though and we got some great video.



Then we rolled on to Austin, which I can honestly say was rockin, the best day thus far. We got lucky, there was biker convention, I mean BIKERS!!!


Amy and I hung out and talked with so many of them, as their bikes lined 6th street, the street with hundreds of bars, they are truly an awesome culture and quite respectable. Amy almost joined the Iron Pigs, however I rescued her just in time and brought her back to life with ice water and a piece of pizza. Why bike I asked, one mans reply 'sometimes I just like the feel of titties bouncing on my back!'. I know what you mean. :)





All in all it was a crazy good time, however there are now bugs flying into the screen and armadillos outside so we getting nervous, I am shutting this thing down; are we crazy to sleep on the bayou?

Ok tomorrow new orleans around 2pm so I will pick it up then, so much to show you all and so much to tell, I miss everyone though and wish they were here. Also there are a lot of Bush hatin folks in texas, thats so good to know!!!!



I love you guys, hope I survive the night!

-Rebs

I love takin a man down!-Day 3 addition

I forgot to write about this last night, probably out of embarrassment. Yesterday afternoon when we pulled into the KOA our map blew out of the car. Amy hopped out to save it and it blew under the car. She directed me to back up, which I did without looking behind me and I hit and took down the KOA park host who was walking behind us to show us our site. He hit the ground with a thump, he is a big man in his 50's, but appeared just scratched up and incredibly forgiving. I am going to buy him breakfast right now.
If this was LA I would be in so much trouble.
Man do I feel bad.

Hope I got my bad incident out of the way. Off to texas!!!

New Mexico!-Day 3

White sands national park New Mexico, look familiar? It should, this is my Luke Skywalker pose. This park was beautiful, pure white sands for miles. Then we headed into Roswell where for the first time in my life I saw elk, in the wild, it was beautiful. Also road side I saw this dead deer.



There was a roadside monument of where Geronimo surrendered. Someone carved attrition into the top, I liked that. It was a sad monument and when I looked around at the huge vast desert I once again realized how fucked up the white man is. Plenty for everyone, but we had to steal everything.



From here we headed into the town of Roswell, pulled off in the middle of the night to look for ET, didnt see him though.



We went to the museum this morning and all the pictures and documents make for a pretty convincing argument, so we put a sticker on the back of amy's car and headed south to Carlsbad Caverns.



The Carlsbad caverns are caves you can hike down inside of, it was like heaven, if their was such a place, quiet, cold, and so fuckin magical, the calico mine ride at knott's does not do it justice. I hiked the whole thing too, 750 feet down, it was scary at first and until your eyes adjust you were blind and felt along the side of the cave for your way. Too magical, Amy and I felt as though we were the Goonies looking for the ship and pretty much quoted the movie throughout when we got scared and also sang the never-ending story theme.





We got back and checked into the KOA campground where I sit on the porch riding this as I fight big giant bugs from climbing inside my ears. However its is filled with families of bunnies, kinda makes up for it. We are waiting till it become pitch black and being only 70 miles south of Roswell will be searching the sky for answers. If you dont see another post it because I went up to the spirit in the sky. Which sucks because this campground has biscuits and gravy for its continental breakfast at 7:00am.

Stay tuned Texas tomorrow, that my friends should be interesting... load your guns and shut your mouth rebecca.

Day 1 - Tombstone!

Wo doggy!

Its 102 in the southern arizona desert. Day one of my cross country trip found us in Tombstone, 'the town to tough to die'. Its 8 miles north of the mexican boarder and so fuckin beautiful. There isn't one person who lives here who is under 60 and everyone has kick ass facial hair, including some of the women. Because its so hot there are few tourists here so last night amy and I stood out like new folks and when we left we walked back to our campsite at 9pm. Being the only people walking through a ghost town at dusk was breathtaking, it was truly awesome- yes I am a dork. The peeps have been very nice to us, surprisingly not what I figured with nice conversation taking place under confederate flags and minute men tshirts; I find if I just shut my mouth and not talk politics people are nice. However, I have been grinding my teeth more than usual. Much of the conversation centered around gas prices; here gas is 3.64 and they didnt believe us that in la it is 4.34 and in san fran it is 4.45- they offered us condolences and a free beer!

We went to Big Nose Kate's Saloon, the oldest bar here from 1864. She was the wife of Doc Holiday and the owner and working brothel manager of the saloon, IT IS GORGEOUS!!!!
Anyhow more updates to follow..we're off the to OK Coral now with our guns at 8:05 am, is it too early to kill someone? I'll post more at next chance, standby for aliens at Roswell.