I thought this was going to be a gallery crawl, but it was more of an outdoor craft fair. It was so packed with art vendors, musicians, dancers, etc. and it went on for 15 blocks! On a Thursday! I love this town.
There are tons of houses available on craigslist, but I'm having a hard time getting anyone to write me back. I've sent out 25 emails and only heard back from 5 people. All the houses here are super cute, but I'm looking for one with roommates and I haven't found anyone I'm interested in living with yet.
You drove for seven hours and then moved all your stuff into a storage space without passing out. (+10,000,000 points) Your passengers arrived safely and in good health (+25,000,000,000 points) Your wagon arrived safely with all of its axles and wheels intact. (+595,000,000,000,000 points) Except for this crack on your windshield (?!?!?!??) (-48,500,999 points)
Total time: 10 hours to Kansas City + 12 hours to Fort Collins + 9 hours to Salt Lake City + 6 hours to Boise + 7 hours to Portland = this country is humongous! Total Score: 876,500,000,000,000,000,000,000.5 points
Salt Lake City's main library branch. On the East Coast and in the South, the built environment dominates the skyline. But out here you can't ignore nature. I guess that's why people in the West are so outdoorsy. Remember that movie where they were running away from "The Nothing"? I think they were talking about Idaho. Boise seems like a pretty cool town. I rode my bike around for a little bit since I had some extra time.
Mandy and Dave walked me around Fort Collins, Colorado, which is a cool hippie college town. There is a restaurant there called Rasta Pasta. There is also this bike library where you can check out a bike for free for up to a week. Cherbs got to take a walk while I re-packed. Going up mountains while towing a trailer takes a long time. They have these things all over Wyoming. I think they are snow fences. I expected the rocky mountains to be a little rockier than this.
Kansas City seems like a nice town. Henry let me stay at his place. I think the Great Plains are a myth. I drove across Kansas today and all I saw were hills. Wind farm (notice the hills). Kansas loves sunflowers, but does not like me. Right after I took this picture, I got stopped by a cop for walking down the street taking pictures. I resisted taking a picture of the cop. This huge storm looked cool from a distance. Then I had to drive through it and it was really scary.
Yeah I was actually driving away at this moment. The connector for the trailer's wiring got too close to the tailpipe and melted. It still works though. I had hoped to stop in the cities I'm going through and look around, but my car takes up two parking spaces, so that means I can pretty much only stop in truck stops. Sunday night at 7 while towing a trailer is not exactly the ideal time to do touristy things, so this is as close as I got to St. Louis. Next stop: Henry's apartment in Kansas City. I've never looked forward to seeing him so much.
Some Jehovah's Witnesses woke me up and gave me these things. Then I got this trailer. I have so much more stuff than I thought. The boxes just kept coming. In retrospect, I should have taken two days to pack and I should have asked people to help me. Luckily, Devin called and asked if I needed help.