Hey guys finally got internets. I made some comic designs but I'll upload them later when I can.
Anyways, I did kind of like a podcast for you guys as well as a text transcript.
HORYO TALKING:
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I was on DH lurking just a bit before my dad signaled that we were about to leave. Strapping the [car] carrier to the moving truck, we set out on our adventure. Little did I expect the wonders and horrors of the 2-and-a-half-day trip. It was easy initially, moving on the highway watching other cars go by, people moving 60 MPH to pursue their own fates.
We began to see the Californian Deserts, or dry lands. It was a bit craggy and had a few large hills layered with soil and whatever dry bushes and desert herb life. Not long after, we saw these Wind-Powered Generators. Simply gorgeous, these white obelisks stood; their only movements were slowly spinning blades, three of a clover. These went on for a little less than a mile, but wow, were they numerous.
Actually, I should begin to mention that cities, civilization, and the like were starting to disappear along this high road.
After a while, we saw a cloud of dust on the road – and we drove straight into it! It was a dust devil, apparently; a small spinning cyclone in the deserts, found often in Arizona. It was cool riding through it, a shaky feeling overtook the truck but we pushed through it.
A few hours later, we heard a large boom or pop, and the nice people in the car next to us began to point back, I should note that the nice people were girls wearing bikinis or light tops, very nice girls. My dad looked back and yep, we blew a tire.
What?!
So we stopped at a small city called Blythe, and it was SCORCHING. When I got out the truck so he could get gas (which was around 4.89-499) and to walk the dog, who came with us. Right when I stepped out the truck, my eyes burned, my nostrils flared, and my lips began to shrivel. Calling it “hot” is an understatement.
We decided to keep going and see if we can find a truck stop; we found just that, and again, the temperature remained its constant blistering grip on us, this time we found that it was 115 degrees. (We were in Arizona by now). This was when I discovered my extreme brimming hatred for Arizona (no pun intended). I HATE ARIZONA WITH THE PASSION OF A THOUSAND SUPERNOVAS! So at the Truck Stop, there were some nice people and this really hot guy, (with tattoos on his legs though, so he wasn’t really that cute). He was wearing those blue boxer-patterned shorts that you’d find at Abercrombie or Hollister, sandals, and a tight shirt. Interestingly enough, when we got into Phoenix I noted that they have a field called Fire Bird field, which was – empty and the grass, dead.
We stopped at a Burger King to get food, and I saw really cute bunny wabbits that were just outside the restaurant. I must say though, the sunset was amazing. It was as if the mountains made a cradle for the sun.
So along the way I began to think of the ethics of Pokemon and how their Utopia of a world could exist. That’s another matter though.
A truck passed by saying CRSTN and I thought of Syara, before thinking of the rest of the DH members…TML, DBA, Kaneda who hasn’t spoken to me, and then everyone else.
Oh by the way, the worst part the trip, my earphones BROKE. I didn’t even use them either, I just left them in my iPod and when I check on it the metal thing was detached from the rubber.
I’m like WTF?! One of my prized possessions which I didn’t intend on using yet BROKE when I didn’t use it? Ridiculous!
We drove through Arizona and its deserts, almost like one of those Flintstones Episodes where they keep talking and the same background kept repeating: cactus, yellow grass, sand, yellow grass, green bush thing, cactus…
I HATE ARIZONA!!
Fortunately we escaped the hell that Arizona was. Who the hell would live there? It’s like an inferno! Then again, the people who lived there are cool because they sell food and gas
We made it into New Mexico! What’s cool is that we drove close to the Mexican Border, so we could practically see the other country. In the late evening we went to a rest stop to stretch our legs and I saw beautiful stars and cool bats which swooped down to eat those bugs. Late at night we stopped at a nice motel and rested up for Day Two.
Day Two:
Leaving a little early, I was half surprised to see MORE DESERT. What’s cool is a coyote-gone-road-kill, that was interesting. Oh right, I had a bag of goodies with me, something I’ll mention later on when I talk about Texas.
We stopped to get food at Dairy Queen and a red ant (I’m not sure how) got on my wrist and bit it. It hurt like a jasl;ajfa;sdajfsd for about an hour before the swelling went down. At that time in my fit of rage, I saw red and started to spit on them, before realizing these red ants were smaller and even attacked the larger red ants. I killed poor red ants for nothing D: but I exacted my revenge by sending the big red ants into small red ant territory.
The exoskeletal corpse will never be seen again.
Yay for deserts in New Mexico, at least they’re consistent.
BOO ARIZONA AND EVERY GEOGRAPHICAL FAILURE ABOUT IT.
Nothing much happened in New Mexico other than going up a few mountains and stuff. I think we were 4500+ feet above Sea Level.
At this point in time I began checking people out in their cars, not very many interesting sights.
I think at one time I told my Dad not to take shortcuts into the middle of nowhere and he responded with “Don’t worry we’re only taking the one near the atomic bomb test site where mutant cannibals supposedly live. I guess he watched the movie too.
We rested that night, again, and woke up early to get a move on.
Day Three: So after hours of driving we get into Texas, YAY! I successfully smuggled Plums from CA to TX! I knew I could do it! If you guys saw my sig from before you’d understand. It’s almost a big an accomplishment as Syara smuggling midgets across the border.
I must say the people in Texas are very hospitable and warm, unlike Californians, they don’t have the usual “dude, mind your own business.” These people actually say “hi!” at gas stations.
So we passed through Dallas and then headed along, soon the ugly deserts became marshes. We drove right into a huge rainstorm somewhere along the way and from a distance it was cool because you see things miles away, and then you turn your head and you see a massive misty or rainy look. It was a deluge. Thunder and Lightning was cool to watch too.
The swampy marshes slowly turned into light fields and pastures, then into dense forests (which is where our destination was, Jasper Texas. Small town.) After the horses and cows, and nasty skunk smells, we drove by thickets up small hills and down. I experienced like EVERYTHING in that road trip. Then I got to my parents’ house, and wow is it big! Their back yard is like 3 acres. The house is pretty nice too, other than the annoying roaches that crawl out of nowhere. I don’t care what my mom says, roaches from the forests may be nicer than the city slimers but they’re still gross.
I vacuumed like…6 dead roachies in my room. The previous house owners must have failed, big time. Plus I found this doll and admittedly I keep thinking it has magical powers or something. My parents are still organizing their new house, and I get to stay here for the summer.
Mosquitoes are annoying, and fire ants.
I hear a cicada’s mating call every five minutes, at least, I think they’re Cicadas…
I saw fireflies
That’s pretty much it!