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Thursday, February 26, 2009
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Trip Day 3
Our third day of the trip - we are finally out of Texas! Our next stop on the trip was Tombstone, Arizona. We spent about half the day there and started by looking in all the shops. My mom bought us girls matching, sparkley cowgirl hats in different colors. Yes, I know how absolutely dorky that is, but it's fun. My stepdad got a cowboy hat too, minus the glitter.
We had lunch in the oldest bar. The owner is an artist.
He hangs out with the likes of Willie Nelson, Tanya Tucker and Johnny Depp. Nikki bought a picture he did in graphite pencil of Johnny Depp in his pirate get-up. He inscribed it for her and everything.
After that we did the trolley tour of Tombstone. We saw Wyatt Earp's House.
Finally before heading out, we stopped at the cemetary. It was pretty cool. It's the first cemetary that I saw that was all rocks and cacti and no actual grass. They piled rock mounds over the bodies.
That evening we arrived in my new city. Steve picked me up from my parents hotel, and I saw our apartment for the first time. It's nice and new. The tub is a garden tub which is a huge plus for me. The kitchen is also really good sized. I had doubts about all my furniture fitting in, but when we moved everything in the next day, my mom proved it all fits. While unpacking I discovered that I have way too many books. There must have been twenty boxes. So I'm going to try not to go to the library or bookstore until I read and trade out some of what I already have. The vast majority of the books I have are books I haven't read. Unless a book is really amazing, I usually pass it on to someone else when I'm done reading it. Additionally, I have to go through and get rid of more stuff. I got rid of a huge chunk of stuff before I packed, but I will need to get rid of more. I'm going from a 2 story townhouse to a 700 sq ft apartment and there just isn't room for all the "stuff" I've accumulated.
We all hustled on unloading the trailer and then I sent my parents and Nikki off to explore. My mom got most of the kitchen unpacked while we were unloading, and Steve and I got the majority of my stuff unpacked and still got to spend some time together.
We had lunch in the oldest bar. The owner is an artist.
He hangs out with the likes of Willie Nelson, Tanya Tucker and Johnny Depp. Nikki bought a picture he did in graphite pencil of Johnny Depp in his pirate get-up. He inscribed it for her and everything.
After that we did the trolley tour of Tombstone. We saw Wyatt Earp's House.
Finally before heading out, we stopped at the cemetary. It was pretty cool. It's the first cemetary that I saw that was all rocks and cacti and no actual grass. They piled rock mounds over the bodies.
That evening we arrived in my new city. Steve picked me up from my parents hotel, and I saw our apartment for the first time. It's nice and new. The tub is a garden tub which is a huge plus for me. The kitchen is also really good sized. I had doubts about all my furniture fitting in, but when we moved everything in the next day, my mom proved it all fits. While unpacking I discovered that I have way too many books. There must have been twenty boxes. So I'm going to try not to go to the library or bookstore until I read and trade out some of what I already have. The vast majority of the books I have are books I haven't read. Unless a book is really amazing, I usually pass it on to someone else when I'm done reading it. Additionally, I have to go through and get rid of more stuff. I got rid of a huge chunk of stuff before I packed, but I will need to get rid of more. I'm going from a 2 story townhouse to a 700 sq ft apartment and there just isn't room for all the "stuff" I've accumulated.
We all hustled on unloading the trailer and then I sent my parents and Nikki off to explore. My mom got most of the kitchen unpacked while we were unloading, and Steve and I got the majority of my stuff unpacked and still got to spend some time together.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Trip Days 1 & 2
We got a late start, partially due to having to pick Nikki up at the airport at 11:30 a.m., partially because my family is chaotic and we can never leave anywhere on time. The first part of the trip was pretty uneventful. We have all been over this stretch of Florida hundreds of times. I started listening to Chuck Palanhiuk's "Choke" on audiobook. I still haven't finished it. It's an interesting story - but really, I prefer to read the book myself than listen to it.
I can't really say much about Alabama and Mississippi. It's not like you actually see a whole lot of it from the interstate. The only thing I can say is that Alabama had some of the grossest bathrooms on the whole trip. I seem to remember a lot of bridges as well. It was already dark, so I can't comment much on the scenery.
It was really late by the time we hit Louisiana. I would have loved to have seen New Orleans (I've always wanted to go. My brother's and I were supposed to take a trip that summer right before Katrina hit, but we didn't end up going). Baton Rouge would have been interesting to see as well. We didn't stop because we were pulling the trailer with my furniture and boxes. While pulling it, the van was a gas hog. Both cities were too far off the highway for us to go to. We really started exploring after we unloaded my stuff at my new apartment and ditched my trailer.
I do remember something cool about Louisiana. I think it was on one of the borders. It was pitch black and we came upon a refinery (at least I think that's what it was). It was huge, and all lit up with little lights everywhere. It looked like a landing station on Mars. I would have taken a picture if I could have gotten it to come out.
We drove straight through the night, as there wasn't really anything worth stopping for. Our first actual stop on the trip (other than for gas or bathrooms) was San Antonio, Texas. We did a very quick stroll through the Alamo. My parents had already been there, and Nikki really isn't into history. I was able to read some information about it from the signs and placards. War history isn't really my thing. The landscaping is lovely. We spent a lot more time in the gift shop than actually exploring the grounds. Nikki loves to shop.
Outside the Alamo there was a man preaching - with a microphone and sound system and everything. I found it amusing (no insult meant to anyone) so we took his picture.
After walking around the Alamo we checked out Riverwalk. It's mostly shops and restaurants and clubs but the actual river and waterfalls are pretty cool. We stopped at a Mexican restuarant and had nachoes and I had a margarita. Then it was on the road again.
We drove the rest of the day and into the night, and we were still in Texas. Texas never seemed to end. It goes on and on and on. Around midnight we came upon lights that seemed to og on forever. It was the biggest city I think I've ever seen. The city turned out to be El Paso. That's where we stopped for the night and got a hotel. In the morning when we left, we could see parts of Mexico too. I wish we had all had our passports. I would have loved to go into Mexico. I love the culture. The poverty makes me very sad... but as a people, many of their customs are beautiful to me.
I can't really say much about Alabama and Mississippi. It's not like you actually see a whole lot of it from the interstate. The only thing I can say is that Alabama had some of the grossest bathrooms on the whole trip. I seem to remember a lot of bridges as well. It was already dark, so I can't comment much on the scenery.
It was really late by the time we hit Louisiana. I would have loved to have seen New Orleans (I've always wanted to go. My brother's and I were supposed to take a trip that summer right before Katrina hit, but we didn't end up going). Baton Rouge would have been interesting to see as well. We didn't stop because we were pulling the trailer with my furniture and boxes. While pulling it, the van was a gas hog. Both cities were too far off the highway for us to go to. We really started exploring after we unloaded my stuff at my new apartment and ditched my trailer.
I do remember something cool about Louisiana. I think it was on one of the borders. It was pitch black and we came upon a refinery (at least I think that's what it was). It was huge, and all lit up with little lights everywhere. It looked like a landing station on Mars. I would have taken a picture if I could have gotten it to come out.
We drove straight through the night, as there wasn't really anything worth stopping for. Our first actual stop on the trip (other than for gas or bathrooms) was San Antonio, Texas. We did a very quick stroll through the Alamo. My parents had already been there, and Nikki really isn't into history. I was able to read some information about it from the signs and placards. War history isn't really my thing. The landscaping is lovely. We spent a lot more time in the gift shop than actually exploring the grounds. Nikki loves to shop.
Outside the Alamo there was a man preaching - with a microphone and sound system and everything. I found it amusing (no insult meant to anyone) so we took his picture.
After walking around the Alamo we checked out Riverwalk. It's mostly shops and restaurants and clubs but the actual river and waterfalls are pretty cool. We stopped at a Mexican restuarant and had nachoes and I had a margarita. Then it was on the road again.
We drove the rest of the day and into the night, and we were still in Texas. Texas never seemed to end. It goes on and on and on. Around midnight we came upon lights that seemed to og on forever. It was the biggest city I think I've ever seen. The city turned out to be El Paso. That's where we stopped for the night and got a hotel. In the morning when we left, we could see parts of Mexico too. I wish we had all had our passports. I would have loved to go into Mexico. I love the culture. The poverty makes me very sad... but as a people, many of their customs are beautiful to me.
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