Austin

Many themes to today’s events.

The first is Ouch. I (stupidly) decided to walk to downtown which I estimated at around four miles. It was likely something like that but felt like a lot more. Problem was there’s no direct walking route to downtown from where my hotel is located. It’s a lot of crossing roads and re-direction. No idea what total mileage I did today but everything south of my waist is basically worn out/down and everything north is crisp and slightly burnt (it was very WARM today).

I ended up taking a taxi back to the hotel at the end of the day, which was an adventure in itself (they’re not as plentiful and diligent as I would have hoped). Plus I was so beat I would have had to camp out on the way to make it home.

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I sixty nine (hee hee)..

Apparently I knocked off 514 miles today.

I’m at the Super 8 Motel in Terre Haute Indiana, but a simple spit from Missouri.

The day started leaving London at around 10:30 and I entered the States (which sounds kind of dirty written that way) through Sarnia on our side, Port Huron (or as my Mom calls it, Port Urine)

Interesting that three songs (random play) into the state of Michigan, I was serenaded by relatively-local boy Stevie Wonder with his Boogie on Reggae Woman (editor’s note: not many reggae women seen near Flint).

I’ve discovered that Indianans (Indiana-ites?) evidently have the largest selection of license plates in the country (world?). Most provinces and states have but two or three varieties of colours and themes but those from Indiana have at least a dozen (estimated) that I saw.

I twice drove by a trio of trucks carrying all the gear for the Rascal Flatts 2008 tour, which would be exciting if I was a fan but, since I’m not, it was slightly painful (their current tour is called Bob That Head which proves sexual innuendo still sells in the sticks).

By far the most disturbing sight of the day was that of a decapitated hound dog who obviously got too close to the death trap known as the Interstate. It automatically made me think of my girl Toto who, I’m glad lives nowhere close to a major road (once is enough).

I should get into Missouri, Tennessee and possibly Arkansas by tomorrow. In all reality I have a good buffer already created since I don’t reservations in Texas till Wednesday (better pace myself).

I’m hearing they have a surprise parade planned for me (unconfirmed, though)…