Well, turns out that I did decide the internship in Arizona would be a better situation, so I set off this morning on my second long haul of the month. That’s all a long story and I’m not sure how much good it would do rant it on the blog. If you’re really curious, drop me a line or leave me a comment and I’ll get back to you.
I pulled into Redding, California, this evening and the first words out of my mouth upon getting out the car were, “Holy Crap it’s hot!” Thus, my first concern is that I am going to melt in Arizona. I can handle heat, but I packed for a summer in Seattle, not a summer in Phoenix. Looks like somebody might need to go shopping.
Before arriving in Redding, I stopped at a truck stop for some dinner. Bought myself some gizzards and an energy drink. The gizzards rocked. Gizzards have to be the best gas station food ever. The energy drink was the first one I’ve ever had and it was sick. And it gave me the shakes. Not that I advocate drinking and driving, but I think with my body chemistry and personality in general, it might be safer for me to drive with a Heineken than with an energy drink. I think I’ll stick to Mt. Dew and water.
Last but not least, I hereby declare Oregon the home of the strangest people in America. This declaration is based solely upon the impressions I have of the people at rest stops in various states. The Oregon rest stops were kookier than Montana and Idaho combined.
So that’s the latest. Aiming for Bakersfield tomorrow and then on to Phoenix on Sunday!