Early morning, got to catch a train to Madison Square Garden to take the tour we booked last night, it starts at 11 am and as ususal were excessivley early but its all good. We grab some breakfast and have a walk around. Whoa this place is so busy, you can't walk 20 metres without being harased to buy a seat on a diferent tour bus to what we've already booked. Gets real annoying when you're walking up and down the street a couple of times. The sewers are steaming and theres no words to describe the smell, but i guess its just something you would get used to. Pungent ... stings the nostrils.
11 oclock rolls on and the tour begins, the tour guide is really cool but im looking over at the open air busses and wishing that i was there, on acount it's such a nice day. Highlight of the tour being stopping off at Soho, holey moses check this place out! If only i had money to spend, dreams are free right. Im also strongly consiedring buying property in Tribeca ... it could happen.
Empire State Building is next. Strict security procedures see us rumaging through our bag to identify the small magnet shaped weapon of destruction we tried to smuggle in ... it was a magnet. Badass! View from up here is pretty choice, the place crowed as hell and people are all up in our grills so we dont loiter for too long.
Grabbed some dinner from a streat vendor, yum and cheap coz thats how i roll.
Straight nightmare trying to figure out which train to take home, luckly a man helped us or else wed probably still be there tearing our hair out. Back at the same motel from last night, hay its cheap. I did however just spot something on the carpet that i hope is candle wax ....
Monday, 19 September 2011
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Day13. Jersey City
Today were going to Jersey City with nothing solid on the agenda, we'll just figure it out when we get there. First things first find somewhere to stay. Hunt down the nearest Mc Donalds to use their wi-fi. No luck looking on the net so we'll just go for a drive and see. Accommodation round here is expensive. The crappiest looking place in the city is running at $130 a night, or $45 an hour, what a rip off.
New game plan, lets go to 'Carlos Bakery' in Hoboken and get a cup cake, it'd be rude not to.
Wonder what that line over there is for? Ooh there's the bakery, yip theres a little line out front but nothing we can't handle! Find a parking building $17 for 2-3 hours, god damn! This is going to be an expensive cup cake. Found what we thought was the end of the line. Behow Bheoww! That line we saw down the street before, that's the official end of the line. Estimated waiting time, 1 hour or more. Finally we're allowed to go inside the shop but its packed out and we cant see any baked goods anyway. About Half an hour later, we saw some cakes and decided that we'll just get whatever. I went and waited at the back of the shop to make more room for other people, i hear cheering and astonished gasps. Phones and cameras shoot to the sky and start going crazy. I thought it was someones birthday and they were getting a grand cake with special treatment or something, I got some peeping room and Buddy was in the shop . Pretty cool, somehow makes it all worth it, but I'm not sure if it tops my Peter Andre sighting when i was 14. I will have to consider this deeply, for future claim to fame boastings.
Take two finding somewhere to stay. Lets go to Newark it may be cheaper because its closer to the airport. Found somewhere $56 a night, it'll do. Defiantly seems like we're in the ghetto. I say this because every house we drive by, theres people siting outside on their porches. And if the 'Friday's taught me anything, its don't eat donut's at strip malls and ghetto people like to hang out on their porches. Its ok though because we have cake! We have nothing to cut it with boooooh bad form. The cake is good but not as life changing as i was expecting.
Now we're in the laundromat, about 6 miles from where we're staying to avoid getting shanked for our undies. The TVs don't speak English and the washing machine was broken so it didn't do a spin cycle, we may be here all night.
Subway for dinner then home to the whore house. We gave away the remainder of the cake we brought today, it just dawned on me that we have 70 sparklers to use, and they would have gone awesome in the cake, ahhhhh man. Sad faces!
New game plan, lets go to 'Carlos Bakery' in Hoboken and get a cup cake, it'd be rude not to.
Wonder what that line over there is for? Ooh there's the bakery, yip theres a little line out front but nothing we can't handle! Find a parking building $17 for 2-3 hours, god damn! This is going to be an expensive cup cake. Found what we thought was the end of the line. Behow Bheoww! That line we saw down the street before, that's the official end of the line. Estimated waiting time, 1 hour or more. Finally we're allowed to go inside the shop but its packed out and we cant see any baked goods anyway. About Half an hour later, we saw some cakes and decided that we'll just get whatever. I went and waited at the back of the shop to make more room for other people, i hear cheering and astonished gasps. Phones and cameras shoot to the sky and start going crazy. I thought it was someones birthday and they were getting a grand cake with special treatment or something, I got some peeping room and Buddy was in the shop . Pretty cool, somehow makes it all worth it, but I'm not sure if it tops my Peter Andre sighting when i was 14. I will have to consider this deeply, for future claim to fame boastings.
Take two finding somewhere to stay. Lets go to Newark it may be cheaper because its closer to the airport. Found somewhere $56 a night, it'll do. Defiantly seems like we're in the ghetto. I say this because every house we drive by, theres people siting outside on their porches. And if the 'Friday's taught me anything, its don't eat donut's at strip malls and ghetto people like to hang out on their porches. Its ok though because we have cake! We have nothing to cut it with boooooh bad form. The cake is good but not as life changing as i was expecting.
Now we're in the laundromat, about 6 miles from where we're staying to avoid getting shanked for our undies. The TVs don't speak English and the washing machine was broken so it didn't do a spin cycle, we may be here all night.
Subway for dinner then home to the whore house. We gave away the remainder of the cake we brought today, it just dawned on me that we have 70 sparklers to use, and they would have gone awesome in the cake, ahhhhh man. Sad faces!
Saturday, 17 September 2011
Day 12. Aberdeen to Seaside Heights, Jersey shore
Philadelphia Art Museum this morning. We will not be seeing any art as such, instead we will be ticking something so awesome off the bucket list (which doesn't exist, but if i had one it'd be right up there) its ridiculous.
Duh dah da da da da da dah dah dah (x3), beow beow beeeeeeow beow beow beooooow (x2) din din din din din din, dih dih dih dih dih dih diiiih dih diiiiiiiiih.
If you're not sure what I'm getting at, we will be running up the Rocky stairs! Fart around taking photos for a while then we do the stair run, i wait in the middle while mark runs so i can video it on the camera, awesome. Now its my turn with Mark videoing half way up. As I'm victoriously bounding up the stairs,much like a gazelle, I get to the flat bit and a lady interrupts my life long glory moment "have you seen Rocky" WTF can't you see I'm in the middle of something. Cheese and whiskers some people! Ah well it was still cool anyway, but I'm prrrrety sure shes going to hell for that move.
Next stop Seaside Heights, Jersey Shore. We found a place right across the road from the boardwalk, looking out the window we can see the rides. Boardwalks is pretty long and there's two mini theme parks along it. A whole bunch of T-shirt shops, food, drinks, carnival games, freakshows and a clown parade and we've only been here an hour. We took a ride on the chairlift that goes along the boardwalk, ooh theres the Shore Store! You can see the roof top that the Jersey Shore'ers hung out at, half pulled apart but its still recognisable. The house looks heaps bigger on TV. Now to find a drink the size of my head ..... I'm not sure how that's going to go but we don't have to drive anywhere, so whatever size glass it comes in, its Saturday night and PARRRRTYYYSS HEEERREEEE.
Side Note. Wear a Philadelphia, Rocky T-shirt at Jersey Shore and people will be your friend.
Duh dah da da da da da dah dah dah (x3), beow beow beeeeeeow beow beow beooooow (x2) din din din din din din, dih dih dih dih dih dih diiiih dih diiiiiiiiih.
If you're not sure what I'm getting at, we will be running up the Rocky stairs! Fart around taking photos for a while then we do the stair run, i wait in the middle while mark runs so i can video it on the camera, awesome. Now its my turn with Mark videoing half way up. As I'm victoriously bounding up the stairs,much like a gazelle, I get to the flat bit and a lady interrupts my life long glory moment "have you seen Rocky" WTF can't you see I'm in the middle of something. Cheese and whiskers some people! Ah well it was still cool anyway, but I'm prrrrety sure shes going to hell for that move.
Next stop Seaside Heights, Jersey Shore. We found a place right across the road from the boardwalk, looking out the window we can see the rides. Boardwalks is pretty long and there's two mini theme parks along it. A whole bunch of T-shirt shops, food, drinks, carnival games, freakshows and a clown parade and we've only been here an hour. We took a ride on the chairlift that goes along the boardwalk, ooh theres the Shore Store! You can see the roof top that the Jersey Shore'ers hung out at, half pulled apart but its still recognisable. The house looks heaps bigger on TV. Now to find a drink the size of my head ..... I'm not sure how that's going to go but we don't have to drive anywhere, so whatever size glass it comes in, its Saturday night and PARRRRTYYYSS HEEERREEEE.
Side Note. Wear a Philadelphia, Rocky T-shirt at Jersey Shore and people will be your friend.
Friday, 16 September 2011
Day 11. Chilhowie to Washington DC to Arlington
Woke up early this morning, hope i didn't catch anything only time will tell. Heading to Washington DC today to visit me mate Abe and the War Memorials. About four hours drive, sweet.
Driving round Washington DC is insane! Police on every corner. Lucky we had a little practice in LA, i guess when i say 'we' i really mean Mark, but I'm the water boy and team morale booster, just as important if not more, so ill just go ahead and include myself. Found a park about a million miles away so we decided now would be a good time to try the subway. Getting there wasn't too bad once we figured out how to work the ticket machine.
While I'm not really into war stuff Memorial Park was cool, thoroughly enjoyed it. So many people lost, sad, but good to see everyone walking round taking it all in paying their respects and what not. On the light side, squirrels are everywhere and so damn quite. I don't like giant pretzels they taste like uncooked bread. Side note: Cheesy Poofs like off South Park although they look like twisties they taste like buttery movie popcorn, its not for me.
Now to find the subway again, i think its this way, or is it this way, i remember that shop, its defiantly this way. Actually, did i? Ahhh man were so lost. Walking round aimlessly for about 40 minutes we could have walked to the car by now! Asked a couple of people and finally someone pointed us in the right direction. Horray we found the station, that was the easy bit now we have to figure out which ones to take, i know we have to take two different ones, hrmmmm. Sorted that out and found the car, man i need a drink.
Time to find accommodation i hope its easier than last night. Went to a couple of places and they were all $120 and over, no thank you we'll find somewhere else. Rolled up to trusty Mc Donalds to use their wi-fi hopefully find somewhere cheap to stay, but no love with a weak signal. Booo. On our way out we saw a voucher book, it had hotel/motel vouchers in it so we found the cheapest one and went there. So here we are in the Arlington Travel Logde, Just got back from Applebees for dinner, but more importantly i had a giant drink Mark had a giant beer and we can finally relax.
Driving round Washington DC is insane! Police on every corner. Lucky we had a little practice in LA, i guess when i say 'we' i really mean Mark, but I'm the water boy and team morale booster, just as important if not more, so ill just go ahead and include myself. Found a park about a million miles away so we decided now would be a good time to try the subway. Getting there wasn't too bad once we figured out how to work the ticket machine.
While I'm not really into war stuff Memorial Park was cool, thoroughly enjoyed it. So many people lost, sad, but good to see everyone walking round taking it all in paying their respects and what not. On the light side, squirrels are everywhere and so damn quite. I don't like giant pretzels they taste like uncooked bread. Side note: Cheesy Poofs like off South Park although they look like twisties they taste like buttery movie popcorn, its not for me.
Now to find the subway again, i think its this way, or is it this way, i remember that shop, its defiantly this way. Actually, did i? Ahhh man were so lost. Walking round aimlessly for about 40 minutes we could have walked to the car by now! Asked a couple of people and finally someone pointed us in the right direction. Horray we found the station, that was the easy bit now we have to figure out which ones to take, i know we have to take two different ones, hrmmmm. Sorted that out and found the car, man i need a drink.
Time to find accommodation i hope its easier than last night. Went to a couple of places and they were all $120 and over, no thank you we'll find somewhere else. Rolled up to trusty Mc Donalds to use their wi-fi hopefully find somewhere cheap to stay, but no love with a weak signal. Booo. On our way out we saw a voucher book, it had hotel/motel vouchers in it so we found the cheapest one and went there. So here we are in the Arlington Travel Logde, Just got back from Applebees for dinner, but more importantly i had a giant drink Mark had a giant beer and we can finally relax.
Day 10. Memphis to Chilhowie
Made it through the night without being shot, success. Off to Graceland.
For a place where pretty much the coolest dude ever lived, the staff are pretty un-cool and grumpy. However, we're at Graceland and a bunch of douche-ie workers aren't going to bring me down today! Elvis' house was very cool, I will be taking inspiration from his place, and lining our lounge walls with green shag carpet and mirror plating the hallway as soon as we get home. Loved Graceland, i guess it doesn't hurt that he was really really ridiculously good looking. Breakfast at the diner there, it'd be rude not to have a peanut butter and banana toasted sandwich. Yum.
We were told to try 'grits' while in Memphis so we asked the waitress at breakfast where we could find some. She said we could go to 'kiss my grits' down the road so we went to find that. We found the sign but they were tearing it down. Gutted, ah well it sounded gross anyways.
Now Marks driving and i sit here contemplating the universe. At the shallow end of the universe pool. USA GPS is way more high strung and bipolar than NZ GPS. Like one of those annoying people who thinks they're better than you, but really they're just a receptionist, barking orders like you're a retard. NZ GPS is calm and collected makes for a stress free driving environment. As i sit here I'm also marveling in my own Disc Jockey skills. They've come a long way since i was in primary school, staying up way past my bed time to listen to the top 10 with my finger on the record button only to be disappointed that the number one song is the same as last night. Better make sure I'm not taping over the Backstreet Boys, now that would be a tragedy. Blindspott hour is in full swing as we have a couple more hours of driving to go today. Trying to stay on top of my sanity, ADD is kicking in, song changes getting more erratic, singing getting louder, don't think Mark will be able to handle it for much longer...
People round here seem to be a lot nicer to me than they are to Mark, so i think ill do all the talking from now on.
9.30 lets find a room. Oh but its not 9.30 is it, in the time warp its 10.30. Tried about 15 different places in about 4 separate town areas, all being hideously overpriced or sold out. One of them required us to have proof of our NZ address WTF! Drive an extra couple of hours, ooh theres a stink place lets try there, it is midnight after all. Chilhowie lets see what you have to offer. Another rude receptionist. Step in the room it reeks of musty curried BO, and im pretty sure you can hire rooms by the hour here, i come to this conclusion after seeing the well used condom machine in the lobbys lobby .... will check bed and other surfaces for residual bodily fluids, think i just spewed a little.
For a place where pretty much the coolest dude ever lived, the staff are pretty un-cool and grumpy. However, we're at Graceland and a bunch of douche-ie workers aren't going to bring me down today! Elvis' house was very cool, I will be taking inspiration from his place, and lining our lounge walls with green shag carpet and mirror plating the hallway as soon as we get home. Loved Graceland, i guess it doesn't hurt that he was really really ridiculously good looking. Breakfast at the diner there, it'd be rude not to have a peanut butter and banana toasted sandwich. Yum.
We were told to try 'grits' while in Memphis so we asked the waitress at breakfast where we could find some. She said we could go to 'kiss my grits' down the road so we went to find that. We found the sign but they were tearing it down. Gutted, ah well it sounded gross anyways.
Now Marks driving and i sit here contemplating the universe. At the shallow end of the universe pool. USA GPS is way more high strung and bipolar than NZ GPS. Like one of those annoying people who thinks they're better than you, but really they're just a receptionist, barking orders like you're a retard. NZ GPS is calm and collected makes for a stress free driving environment. As i sit here I'm also marveling in my own Disc Jockey skills. They've come a long way since i was in primary school, staying up way past my bed time to listen to the top 10 with my finger on the record button only to be disappointed that the number one song is the same as last night. Better make sure I'm not taping over the Backstreet Boys, now that would be a tragedy. Blindspott hour is in full swing as we have a couple more hours of driving to go today. Trying to stay on top of my sanity, ADD is kicking in, song changes getting more erratic, singing getting louder, don't think Mark will be able to handle it for much longer...
People round here seem to be a lot nicer to me than they are to Mark, so i think ill do all the talking from now on.
9.30 lets find a room. Oh but its not 9.30 is it, in the time warp its 10.30. Tried about 15 different places in about 4 separate town areas, all being hideously overpriced or sold out. One of them required us to have proof of our NZ address WTF! Drive an extra couple of hours, ooh theres a stink place lets try there, it is midnight after all. Chilhowie lets see what you have to offer. Another rude receptionist. Step in the room it reeks of musty curried BO, and im pretty sure you can hire rooms by the hour here, i come to this conclusion after seeing the well used condom machine in the lobbys lobby .... will check bed and other surfaces for residual bodily fluids, think i just spewed a little.
Wednesday, 14 September 2011
Day9. Driving from Dallas to West Memphis BREAKYO'SELF FOOL
Gear up, for not much happening this is a long one!
Up early again for another long day driving, not nearly as long as yesterday but still a respectable 700 ks. Mark's hearing noises from the tyres so we find the National Alamo Car rentals in Dallas. We can either swap the car, or go get a tyre from firestone. After an intense start to the car/human relationship we've grown quite fond of our new friend, so we take the second option. Found the firestone and the car needs 4 new tyres, thanks National Alamo for our death mobile. Ok maybe a bit dramatic. Waiting for the tyre change Mark inquires about the rifle ranges close by. Every ones really friendly, then one of the staff members comes over and proceeds to show us on his phone, his arsenal of weapons. Note to self, don't f*ck with that guy.
Went to the Gun Range as if we had, 'Break Yo'self Fool' tattoed on our foreheads the man takes us over to their extensive gun selection. We pick a small hand gun .22 cal 45 replica, because I'm a big girls blouse and haven't shot anything before. We get to pick what we shoot at, target men or zombies. What kind of question is that, easy ZOMBIES. He gives us a short demo in the shop then points us in the right direction. From what i have seen on TV, i was lead to believe that the newbs in the rifle range had an intense military style drill Sergeant all up in their grill, to make sure we wernt recklessly unsafe. Nope, gave us the gun and let us run riot, yuss. Finished off 100 rounds pretty quickly, lets try something else. Another hand gun, why not. I can handle it, i have sparklers don't you know. Well take the 9mm please. 50 rounds went pretty fast. Decided not to go to bigger rifles because the amo is expensive. All in all very very cool.
Red and Blue flashing lights behind us, ahhhh man what did we do wrong? 'You were speeding but I'm only going to give you a warning'. Yussss. 'So you can just go ahead and come with me to the car' I HAVE FIREWORKS! he he that didn't happen but it would have been funny.
Stoped in 'Hope' for some breakfast (4pm) theres alot of coloured people here. Ooh we need petrol, here looks good. 'Crackerbox' jeez i know I'm white but there's no need to be mean about it. If you're gonna call me a cracker I'm gonna act like one, so i brought a 24 ounce Bacardi mojito and a 24 ounce budweiser, for a grand total of $3.99.
Been driving too long lets find somewhere to stay. Super 8 hasn't done us wrong yet so we put it in the GPS and bingo, only down the road, success. Go into reception, i think we just interrupted her committing suicide because shes just foul. Theres a large toothless woman in the reception area talking on her cellphone really loudly, conversation along the lines of 'i need to get him outta my life' something something 'if i see him again I'm fixin on killing him' ummm is it too late to change hotels. Theres a diner in walking distance so we go there for dinner. Can anyone say holes in the ponga fence? Lets check where we actually are, 901 Martin Luther King .... ohhhhhh.
Side note: Tootsie Rolls taste like brown crayons.
Up early again for another long day driving, not nearly as long as yesterday but still a respectable 700 ks. Mark's hearing noises from the tyres so we find the National Alamo Car rentals in Dallas. We can either swap the car, or go get a tyre from firestone. After an intense start to the car/human relationship we've grown quite fond of our new friend, so we take the second option. Found the firestone and the car needs 4 new tyres, thanks National Alamo for our death mobile. Ok maybe a bit dramatic. Waiting for the tyre change Mark inquires about the rifle ranges close by. Every ones really friendly, then one of the staff members comes over and proceeds to show us on his phone, his arsenal of weapons. Note to self, don't f*ck with that guy.
Went to the Gun Range as if we had, 'Break Yo'self Fool' tattoed on our foreheads the man takes us over to their extensive gun selection. We pick a small hand gun .22 cal 45 replica, because I'm a big girls blouse and haven't shot anything before. We get to pick what we shoot at, target men or zombies. What kind of question is that, easy ZOMBIES. He gives us a short demo in the shop then points us in the right direction. From what i have seen on TV, i was lead to believe that the newbs in the rifle range had an intense military style drill Sergeant all up in their grill, to make sure we wernt recklessly unsafe. Nope, gave us the gun and let us run riot, yuss. Finished off 100 rounds pretty quickly, lets try something else. Another hand gun, why not. I can handle it, i have sparklers don't you know. Well take the 9mm please. 50 rounds went pretty fast. Decided not to go to bigger rifles because the amo is expensive. All in all very very cool.
Red and Blue flashing lights behind us, ahhhh man what did we do wrong? 'You were speeding but I'm only going to give you a warning'. Yussss. 'So you can just go ahead and come with me to the car' I HAVE FIREWORKS! he he that didn't happen but it would have been funny.
Stoped in 'Hope' for some breakfast (4pm) theres alot of coloured people here. Ooh we need petrol, here looks good. 'Crackerbox' jeez i know I'm white but there's no need to be mean about it. If you're gonna call me a cracker I'm gonna act like one, so i brought a 24 ounce Bacardi mojito and a 24 ounce budweiser, for a grand total of $3.99.
Been driving too long lets find somewhere to stay. Super 8 hasn't done us wrong yet so we put it in the GPS and bingo, only down the road, success. Go into reception, i think we just interrupted her committing suicide because shes just foul. Theres a large toothless woman in the reception area talking on her cellphone really loudly, conversation along the lines of 'i need to get him outta my life' something something 'if i see him again I'm fixin on killing him' ummm is it too late to change hotels. Theres a diner in walking distance so we go there for dinner. Can anyone say holes in the ponga fence? Lets check where we actually are, 901 Martin Luther King .... ohhhhhh.
Side note: Tootsie Rolls taste like brown crayons.
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Day 8. Driving to Dallas ... almost
Im trapped in a metal case of EMOOOTION! We've been driving 13 hours and there's about 2 and a half to go. Upon this realisation i have decided to write this in the car instead of later so updates will be in real time, exciting? I know!
Woke up early for our big drive on the road at 6.30 am, not too hot yet. So not alot happened today really. Got my aux cable Woo Hoo and so begins 'songs we haven't heard in ages hour' quickly followed by 'top 25 most played' it sounds boring but its my life, I'm just gonna go ahead and put my shirt on if you don't mind. Watch out for the guns, they'll get ya.
FIREWORKS Yussss! Stoped in at the fireworks shop in New Mexico. I'm browsing the selection the man comes over and rattles off about 50 different qualities any given firework could have big boom, rockets, ground ones, nail to the fence ones and so on "what are ya looking for?" (me) "Ummm sparklers?" jesus I'm lame ha ha. We got more than sparklers so don't you judge me.
About the 3rd petrol stop today Mark went in and a hillbilly asked him where he got his accent from, Mark said New Zealand to which the hillbilly replied "New Zealand? That's Hardcore" Why yes hillbilly, it is hardcore, we got sparklers you know.
So now were driving and i not long ago made a hideous DJ error, one of which I'm not proud of but i accidentally played 'Gonna Fly Now' 3 hours early. For those who don't know it, its the Rocky song reserved for very special occasions. ie Arriving at a destination after driving for 14 hours. Woopsies. And yes for all you haters that was my only error, the rest of the days music was top notch as usual.
Ah well, best be off typing and passangering is making me feel sick, lucky we haven't had shit to eat today aye, cant wait to have ribs in Dallas. Hope a rib shop is open at 11.00 pm ..... SURELY
Well didn't make into the heart of Dallas, we figured we should find a room while they are on the side of the road and easy to find. Arlington Super 8, you will do just fine for now. So Help me jeabus we are having RIBS FOR BREAKFAST!
Woke up early for our big drive on the road at 6.30 am, not too hot yet. So not alot happened today really. Got my aux cable Woo Hoo and so begins 'songs we haven't heard in ages hour' quickly followed by 'top 25 most played' it sounds boring but its my life, I'm just gonna go ahead and put my shirt on if you don't mind. Watch out for the guns, they'll get ya.
FIREWORKS Yussss! Stoped in at the fireworks shop in New Mexico. I'm browsing the selection the man comes over and rattles off about 50 different qualities any given firework could have big boom, rockets, ground ones, nail to the fence ones and so on "what are ya looking for?" (me) "Ummm sparklers?" jesus I'm lame ha ha. We got more than sparklers so don't you judge me.
About the 3rd petrol stop today Mark went in and a hillbilly asked him where he got his accent from, Mark said New Zealand to which the hillbilly replied "New Zealand? That's Hardcore" Why yes hillbilly, it is hardcore, we got sparklers you know.
So now were driving and i not long ago made a hideous DJ error, one of which I'm not proud of but i accidentally played 'Gonna Fly Now' 3 hours early. For those who don't know it, its the Rocky song reserved for very special occasions. ie Arriving at a destination after driving for 14 hours. Woopsies. And yes for all you haters that was my only error, the rest of the days music was top notch as usual.
Ah well, best be off typing and passangering is making me feel sick, lucky we haven't had shit to eat today aye, cant wait to have ribs in Dallas. Hope a rib shop is open at 11.00 pm ..... SURELY
Well didn't make into the heart of Dallas, we figured we should find a room while they are on the side of the road and easy to find. Arlington Super 8, you will do just fine for now. So Help me jeabus we are having RIBS FOR BREAKFAST!
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