The first leg of the trip South is over. Georgetown to Los Angeles to Las Vegas. A paltry 13 hours at the wheel. No, seriously. Seems that I've got about 1,750 miles to go, provided I don't make too many detours. I think I might have to, though. I've never driven through this part of the States before, and I'd like to see as much of the country on the way as possible.
So far, I've seen some.
Had some car trouble between Georgetown and LA, but Ruben took care of it as soon as I got into town. Spent an evening with friends from the Southbay, then picked up Sara and drove to Vegas. Less trouble on that drive, and less to look at, seeing as we made the trip in the dark.
Staying now with Charo and my brother, eating, drinking, and spending with splendid abandon.
We drove out to Red Rock on the edge of the valley, and spent an incredible 45 minutes or so looking at rocks.
This morning, well, this afternoon...when we got up, we went to Ben's new restaurant, Simon, at the Palms for a brunch that stretched well into the afternoon. Were going to go eat again now. Then to the Doubledown and beyond.
I should leave soon. It would be pretty easy to lose all I've got here.
This drive's artist: Evan Watson
