OK, the basics: I fly to Chicago on the 20th April 2005 where I’ll be met by Gwen and George, fed ice cream and get up to all sorts of adventures, the likes of which will push my boundaries further than they ever thought they were capable of. From Chicago my route will involve too many hours on numerous Greyhound buses and look something like; Washington DC (in the hope of running into CJ, my future wife), Atlanta (just because!), a bit more of Georgia and fingers crossed for a few nights in a tree house, then down to New Orleans via some small town southern hospitality. From there it’s on to Houston and then Dallas for my share of cowboy hats and hell fire and damnation, Santa Fe to chill and then Flagstaff for a chance to view the Grand Canyon. Next up is Las Vegas, where I intend to gamble away exactly NONE of my money but take lots of pictures of excess at its most excessive. Los Angeles (its like a giant sprawling magnet, whether I like it or not I have to stop off for a night or two), San Francisco, which is my spiritual home and where I’m staying for 3 weeks in attempt to pass as a ‘local’, figure out if I want to relocate there and experience Pride, (its gotta be done or you can take away my lesbian membership card and I’ll return the complimentary toaster). I’ll then head up to Seattle, consume gallons of coffee, gain very little sleep and climb a few hills. Finally it’s over the border to Vancouver, from where I’ll fly home on the 18th July 2005. Then I’ll wonder why I came home, deal with the ensuing blues, book a ticket back to America for the Christmas break and then get on with the task of training to be a secondary English teacher.
The route is flexible and largely dependant on the good-natured folks who will provide me with a floor to sleep on, a re-fill for my water bottle, and somewhere to tie up the horse! So if anyone reading this can help out, let me know, I’m house trained and won’t run off with your daughter.
6 Comments:
Hello!
It looks good! Although you forgot the bit about how much you will miss me and Stephen while you are away.....
Keeley x
But honey, you're coming with me !
Hey Kate,
Have a great time am looking forward to your up-dates, you'll be having way more fun than me stuck in the library-yay!!
Love Kitty x
love it love it love ya!
Great blog, nice colours, happy stories to come.
will be in my flat raising a nice glass of merlot to you every step of the way.
brave girl, go play
gxx
Hellfire and damnation indeed. We shall go easy on you here in this baptist concentration camp called Texas. I am stocking up on ther merlot now! Happy Travels!
John
kpstateside...what does the kp stand for? If it's not skips related then I'm not interested. You'd better had miss me and Keeley. I didn't realise you were going to Atlanta - are you staying with one of these 'friends' you've been meeting on the web. I want you to clock in every hour so we can be sure you're still safe. Just as long as you use the special code words that we talked about in your communications, so we know it's not some keen minded kidnapping genius pretending to be you. As long as you don't go to anyway that involves the words pink bunnies we'll be ok. Crap, we'll have to change the code now: what with you going to San Fran. Anyhoo, have a good time chicken - Stevie N
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