On The Smelly Road

Worked our way across Texas in a little over six hours. After the first two hours my ass kept falling asleep every few miles and I would have to sit on one of my hands to massage it only to have my hand fall asleep, thus creating a very vicious cycle

Lyn and I chatted, made phone calls, and listened to music all the way into LA. Then, the minute we made the state line we hit the first drive-thru daquari place we could find. Gotta love Louisiana.

We arrived at Lyn's best-friend Angies house six hours late. Yes, you read that right, six. She lives in Lafayette, the first of many stops for Lyn and I. We were greeted by Ang, Quinn, and a co-worker of Qu's named Katina. We are heading out the door to go bar hopping. Wish me luck people, this is my first romp in the South and I am the designated driver...