Monday, December 17, 2007

Interlude: Day 14, but too tired for real post, so...

I haven't gotten around to writing my folk song, "Comin' Into Amarillo, Searchin' for My Pillow," which I imagine to be a massacree with four-part harmony, which would probably also be to the tune of "Big Rock Candy Mountain," but since I'm quite tuckered out from today (it was a trying, trying day, and I'm looking at you, Texas), I'll leave you with this, so that you know for sure that the song is being composed as you read!

This trip has taught me that really, you need very little to get along. But still. Getting this thing back is priceless. I even decided to stay here again. (The $44 room rate and indoor pool had nothing whatsoever to do with this decision--it was alllll for sentimentality's sake)

And now, to get my laundry out of the guest dryer and get myself to bed. More in the morning.

Day 14:
Cheyenne, Wyoming - Amarillo, TX
Mileage: 537
Total Mileage: 5,907

It was on the northern border of Texas where I crossed the line.
Bob Dylan - When the Night Comes Falling from the Sky

2 comments:

Ivy said...

Lady, there's a Scrabulous game and some dirty jokes waiting for you when you get back to the Empire State. I'm loving this blog, by the way--I absolutely cannot dream of living up to it on my Australian travels next month. Frankly, I'll be lucky if I survive the plane ride and remember my camera. Anyway, much love! Have a great holiday and maybe I'll see you for New Year's or somethin'.

Andrea Girolamo said...

Scrabulous! I'm looking forward to it.

Australia will be amazing--you can bring back all kinds of weird slang like "chunder"!!

Re: the plane ride... seriously. God speed.

Talk soon! xo