Day Two

Firstly I survived the night – RESULT – secondly I feel strange and suspect I may of inadvertently taken one of the cats sedative pills instead of ambient, but there appears to be no sign of sexual assault. I decided subsequent nights on my road trip will be spent at the more salubrious surroundings of the Hilton. But on with the journey, today I get to drive to St Louis, which takes me across Oklahoma, a tiny bit of Arkansas and Missouri. I drove past many non-descript towns which not having a long history in which to attract visitors (as per old towns in England), they have resulted to trading off celebrities. For instance Elk City OK – actually has on the city sign “HOME OF SUSAN POWELL MISS AMERICA 1981” – I kept driving.

The remainder of the day was non-descript – I drove under the worlds largest McDonalds and kept going until St Louis.

Day One of the Road Trip (Phoenix to Boston)

Ahh the big road trip from Phoenix to Boston – they say fortune favors the brave, but what about the stupid??? That would be me as I attempt to drive across country with two cats. Armed with my camera, sat nav, a cat pheromone spray (which supposedly calms them) – which actually smells distinctly like Ether and enough redbull to keep the Russian Army up for a week I set off for pastures new.

Day one was to take me from Phoenix up the I17 to Flagstaff to the I40 and going across New Mexico into Texas staying the night in Amarillo Tx. First things first, that is a boring boring drive – the part from Flagstaff to New Mexico is just terrible – the only thing of note is a crappy meteor crater that I couldn’t even be arsed to stop for. I feared initially leaving Phoenix would be like Escape from LA due to the recent Nazi-eque stance the State has decided to take on immigration – so I took along my cricket bat for protection and also to ward off any road pirates I may come across. Interestingly, during the drive I drove past several towns that were 90% derelict, business closed, nothing going on. It really drove home the full extent of the economic depression that is hitting the planet currently.

New Mexico was a bit more picturesque, however, needing beer I blasted through into Texas making a very brief stop at the Cadillac Ranch – one guys crazy moment to the classic American automobile, with several Cadillac’s from the 1950’s – 60s buried in the ground at the same angle of the pyramids in Egypt. The eccentric owner encourages visitors to graffiti the vehicles, but as I did not have any paint I left my mark by putting a dent in one of the cars with my cricket bat.

I’m spending the night at a motel 6 – I had always wanted to stay at one to fulfill my classic road movie ideal but the films do not quiet capture WHAY A COMPLETE SHIT HOLE they are. So I’m sleeping in my sleeping back with a chair propped up against the door, armed with ambient and my cricket bat to a) beat any intruders into Oklahoma and b) smash any cockroaches into the carpet whilst drinking Miller High Life and c) if I get over powered by intruders, hopefully the ambient will kick in and I will be unconscious for the ensuing rape. I eventually passed out watching reruns of Miami Vice on the motel TV.

The route is below for those that are curious

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Moving the Scooters

Well the move is coming up, the movers came today and took the P-series to Boston – after draining the transmission, gas tank and oiler. My mate Scott kindly offered to let me store the VBB at his warehouse in downtown PHX, mainly as the custom crank had yet to arrive and I didn’t want to ship it on one wheel. So the VBB was trucked down to the warehouse tuesday night.

Last weekend in Phoenix

For the last weekend in Phoenix, I spent sometime eating, drinking and hanging out at my fav places – I forgot to capture it on film apart from Durrants