Angela's Final Thoughts

I still have no idea what day it is and can't tell what time it is.

And a lot has happened in these two weeks-even this first week in NY has been funny, stressful, and sad, but hell with the kumbaya stuff.

What everyone should now about road trips:
1. Do NOT go on them when you have to be a bridesmaid in two weeks. DON'T DO IT. Now say a prayer that the dress zips.
2. Start from NY to avoid the subtraction of sleep hours every other day as the time zone changes.
3. Work zones are alive and well in the summer in places that snow.
4. The west coast is gorgeous, the midwest is tedious.
5. Top 40 is really top 5. Get ready to listen to the same songs over and over and over again.
6. Give your partner space on the road. It is okay not to talk every minute.
7. You want Quyen driving when you have to pass traffic on a two land road.
8. MFK is the best game ever to keep you up on late night drives.
9. Have a blog so parents, friends, and others don't call you everyday asking for detailed updates.
10. Enjoy the scenery. Driving across the country is amazing. So many places, so many different cultures and beliefs. Don't judge, no matter how they scare the shit out of you.


And that's it. Not sure what to do with this blog from here, if you want to see it keep going, let me know?

Although what insight I could give about stuff in general-I have no idea.



Barstow!!!!
Location: Barstow, CA.

Road Trip Tips from Quyen

What you should know before embarking on a road trip.

1. Leave all your workout DVDs, equipment, and gear at home. The cheap hotels are too small to work out in. You think you will use them to work out, and you can certainly try, but you are better off running laps around a local park.

2. You will gain weight, having to eat out for every meal. If you are training for a marathon, or a half marathon, taking a road trip will set you back some. The mid-west is all about buffets. Sometimes that's they only place you'll find a salad bar.

3. Do NOT rely on just a GPS/navigator. It will tell you to turn left onto a one way street or drive off a cliff. Bring a road map as a back up.

4. Women, bring a romance novel with you. Even if you never read it, claiming to have been absorbed in a romance novel which was being read out loud is a great segway for flirting with the cop when you get pulled over. Find one with the trashiest cover.

5. Gas is cheaper if you pay in cash. Credit cards have surcharges.

6. Bring extra cash when driving through the Navajo Nation in Arizona. Along the freeway, tons of wooden shacks serve as Navajo Trading Posts. You'll find authentic Native American Jewelry there. But they never seem to have change so bring small bills.

7. Vegas doesn't look that impressive during the day. Big whoop.

8. Arizona and Co are on CA time during the summer but during all other seasons, they are on Mountain time.

9. Truck stops do not have any bobble heads. They do have, however, tons of jerky. If you're lucky, they may carry turkey or ham jerky.

10. Learn to love coffee if you don't already. You think you can drive for 6 straight hours without it, but you are WRONG. Tea will not cut it. Not all hotels provide coffee/tea makers in the rooms. Ask the locals where you can get some decent coffee. Contrary to popular belief, Starbucks has not taken over the world.

11. Learn how to shift to your low gears in case your drive through CO. Passenger cars will have trouble driving up those steep Rocky Mountains.

12. Invest in an iPod converter for your system if you HATE Country music.

13. National Parks charge entry fees. Expect to pay $25 for the Grand Canyon and Zion National Park each.

14. Yelp.com has great suggestions from the locals and where to spend your money for a decent plate of grub.

15. You will not get much cell phone service in the mid west. Beware of Roaming charges.

16. Do not try Asian food between CA and NY unless the locals on yelp.com recommend it. Your GI track will thank you.

17. Colonial Williamsburg will charge you an arm and a leg to cross some of its preserved colonial village streets. Same thing applies to ENTER most colonial homes there. It's ridiculous.

18. Gettysburg tours do not charge as much as Colonial Williamsburg but it's getting there. Do the free walk through their museum. Do pay the $7 tickets for the Ghost Walk. Cheesy but so much fun.

19. New York streets are a bitch to drive through. Bring extra cash. Every NY bridge have a toll BOTH ways, and trucks get charged more for crossing them. All Express ways (smaller pseudo freeways) at some point have a smaller $1 toll BOTH ways. Watch out for the one second merges off the Express ways. NYers don't really drive often so they 1. don't know how to drive 2. don't know what to do with their cars, 3. don't have any concept of merging.

and last...

20. Be flexible. You may need to make changes along the way.

Quyen's Top ten favorite moments of the Road trip:

1. Listening to the Blues in Chicago. I could marry the Kilborn Alley Blues Band!

2. Eating spicy collard greens at Buddy Guy's Blues place. I love greens!

3. Sleeping in the penthouse suite at the Renaissance in Chicago for $100.

4. Eating amazing Jamaican Jerk Chicken in a small dive of the Bronx.

5. Trying Ukrainian food in the East Village of NY City. I'm a new fan of sauerkraut.

6. Hearing about Angela's woes on biting into pig's ear at a Brazilian Buffet.

7. Navigating the street of NY and almost dying 20 times over. They don't believe in merging signs, or marking the asphalt with clear lane dividers. Basically, they line seven cars next to each other and when the light turns green, they all go and try to fit into a giant one lane road. Not an exaggeration.

8. Going on a candlelight Ghost Walk in Gettysburg even though I didn't see any ghosts.

9. Torturing Angela with Kenny G.

10. Going to a psychic reading in LA where I'm told I'm going to win big money in Vegas. I lost $20 at the Belagio.

There were many more but these are the most memorable.

Driving in NY-F*ck!

So after crossing the country and seeing all sorts of drivers, NYC has to be the worst place imaginable for driving.

So if any of you plan to drive out there, there are somethings you should now.


EUREKA!
Location: New Jersey

1. WTF is an expressway?
There are no freeways really, just these things called expressways. What is an expressway? I have no freakin' idea but here are the likely signs you are on one:
-it is a four lanes with a divider in the middle
-the speed limit is 45 or 50 but the locals drive 70
-it looks like a street, it acts like a street, but it has exits sometimes and ends up in an intersection other times
-the merges are kamikaze maneuvers that even the locals fail at, MISERABLY
-it leaves you feeling pissed, irritated, and your life flashes before your eyes at least twice.

2. Lane markers are for pussies
There are very little dividers for lanes. So is it one? Is it two? Where do you stop at the light? Are we merging?
NY likes to keep you proactive. Make your own way, and if you get side swiped or end up in the middle of the intersection, it's all good.

3. Pedestrians just appear
And they don't care if you are driving towards them.

4. Honking
If you stop to avoid hitting a pedestrian, if you are trying to make a left hand turn, if you are going the speed limit, if you are trying to park, if you are slowing down for an exit, someone will blow their horn at you and on every other occasion break out into a convulsion fits.
And grown men shaking steering wheels while cussing you out with their hands is the perfect cherry to any day.

5. Tolls
Appear at random. In the middle of an expressway, at the beginning of a tunnel, in the middle of a bridge. And they range from $5-10 AND they charge you both ways. So if you miss your exit and have to go through a toll, you gotta go back through it and kiss your grande soy latte and pumpkin muffin for the morning goodbye.

6. Flushing, Japan Town
Should only be driven if you have a death wish. Especially cause the bus drivers act like the are driving sports cars.

The WHOLE Enchilada-The Facts

Distance:
6,000+ miles


States traveled through:
California
Nevada
Arizona
Colorado
Utah
Iowa
Nebraska
Illinois
Indiana
Ohio
West Virginia
Maryland
District of Colombia
Pennsylvania
New Jersey
New York


Quyen Sees Something Dirty
Location: Utah

Tickets:
One, Iowa, Quyen driving
One warning, Utah, Angela driving


Car malfunctions:
One dead car battery


Biggest road rager:
Quyen


Average driving day:
8 hours

Stay tuned...

For our final thoughts.

Day 11: Pictures

Damn Yankee
Location: Gettysburg, PA


First of WAY Too Many Tolls
Location: Lincoln Tunnel, New Jersey Side


OMG a Sklyline
Location: NYC, NY


Under the Subway
Location: Queens, NY

Day 11: Song of the Day

Somewhere in New Jersey

Prompted us to muss about our golden days of cassette mix tapes and who was our favorite New Kid on the Block. (Jordan all the way!)

Day 11: The Facts

Monday, 8/19

From: Gettysburg, PA

To: New York City, NY

Distance: 220 miles


Traffic
Location: Pennsylvania

The facts:
-Visited the Gettysburg historical park and museum
-Drove to NYC
-Quyen battled and conquered Manhattan traffic
-Found my house in Mount Vernon
-Went on the first of many trips to Target
-And that is all she wrote

Day 10: Pictures

Amazon
Location: Richmond, VA


Spot the Californian
Location: Williamsburg, VA


Real Food!
Location: Buffet in Williamsburg, VA


Reenactment Anyone?
Location: Gettysburg, PA


She Likes Big Guns and She Cannot Lie
Location: Gettysburg, PA


I Dare You
Location: Gettysburg, PA

Gettysburg, Destination Not for the Weary

Late Night Hospital
Location: Gettysburg, PA

The thing about Gettysburg is that it is kind of in the middle nowhere. It is five miles off the highway in the fields of Pennsylvania. You know you’re here when you start to see turn of the century monuments in the fields.

The town feels creepy. Right when you get in your hairs raise on end. Now, I am one who believes in things that cause the hebbie jebbies so I might be biased but I dare you to come here. Quyen and I got lost coming home and discovered our hotel is right across the street from a Gettysberg graveyard. I challenge you to be in the middle of nowhere at 10pm and see a Confedarate soldier tombstone staring at you as you make a u-turn. Tell me it doesn’t freak you out.

So, to stir up the pot even more, we went on a candlelight ghost tour. It started at Lee’s headquarters, above the first day’s battlefield, and went all along the hill he walked to survey the fields. The street had houses and schools that were make shift hospitals starting the first day of the battle. Our guide told us ghost stories but also horrific accounts of what the people of Gettysburg had to deal with when they found themselves confronted with 70,000 dead soldiers.

Without getting all history on you-I will just say you have to come here. Test out your nerves and walk in the dark under a full moon and hear ghost stories in a place that is eerie to begin with.

But if you come here for a ghost tour, go on the Sleepy Hollow tours. There are lots of tours here and they are kinda ridiculous. (Not like ours was freakin’ brilliant.) But there are companies who make you wear glow in the dark bracelets that “glow more when ghosts are around.” And our tour guide says the ghost business is big out there; that people book a year in advance to stay in a hotel that is known as haunted just to see a ghost.

Seems like a waste to me but the town is cute and we get to check out the battlefields tomorrow. An unusual way to end the trip but who said I was ever normal?

Oh, and some ghost hunters believe that white dots or “orbs” caught on film are signs of supernatural activity. Got a couple on our ghost walk so for all intensive purposes, here are some ghosts:


Couple Orbs
Location: Gettysburg, PA


More Orbs!
Location: Gettysburg, PA

Day 10: Song of the Day

Somewhere in traffic, after hours of traffic, by Washington DC.

Sang like banshees. Proud of it.

Dolly 4eva. Word.

Day 10: The facts

Sunday, 8/18

From: Richmond, VA

To: Williamsburg, VA and Gettysburg, PA

Distance: 230 miles


Still Need a Pedicure
Location: Richmond, VA

The facts:
-Laundry! We did laundry! At the hotel! Sweet Jesus!
-Visited Williamsburg, a living colonial town in Virginia, aka a tourist death trap
-Don't go to Williamsburg, take it from us, trap, pointless
-Hear tourists say for the first time, “Where is the reenactment at?”
-Had our first salad this trip at a buffet. Rejoice!
-Discovered Virginia not only has lots of ham but tons of waffle and pancake houses
-Got stuck in hours of Virginia traffic, destroying any plans we had to see of Mount Vernon
-Uyen slept through the traffic. Lucky.
-Went on a candlelight walking tour of Gettysburg in search of ghosts with our period dressed guide, Nancy

Q's reflection on day 9: Driving 15 hours through 8 states.

We drove for a total of 15 hours through 8 different states and all I have to say is this, do NOT try it at home, folks. You will regret it. You will want to poke your eyes out. You may develop numb butt syndrome. You will start liking country music. You will start wishing for more truck stops. You will stop caring about the PoPo and speed. You will find all the billboards incredibly fascinating. You will pass a lot of gas. You will not confess them all. You will resort to eating fast food. And you will develop terrible indigestion from it. And you will pass more gas. And still, you will not claim them all.

Q's day 8 reflection: PoPo Part II and why Quyen's got the Blues

The thing about driving in states where it snows is that they do all their road construction during the summer, meaning every few files, there’s a construction zone where the fine for speeding is doubled or a flat $1000. The construction zones cones are placed about 5 miles from the actually zone of construction. Being the road warrior that I am, wouldn’t you know that it would be just my luck that I’d get flagged in Omaha on our way to Chicago by a cop for entering the construction zone at 75 instead of 55. The regular speed limit is 70.

To clarify, I was driving 45 through the construction zone where I first noticed that a cop car was following us and when I got pulled over he stated that he stopped for ENTERING the construction zone at 75 a few miles back! Well golly officer, we’re from out of state, I say. So I didn’t realize we were in the construction zone until we started seeing the construction site. Can I see your license please, he says, all business. Damn, I think. He’s not gonna listen to me talk him out of this one. And Mr. Terminator is not the flirting kind. And plus I’m Asian. He’s not gonna cut me a break.

While he checks out my driving record (clean), Angela wonders out loud how much the fine will be. She gasps when I tell her the signs said $1000 for speeding in the construction zone. We sit in silence until Mr. Terminator returns, ticket in hand. All right, now I wrote you up a ticket. I start moaning, NOOOOO. Now wait a minute here, he says, before you get too up set, I’m cutting you some slack. I took 10 miles off your speed, and I didn’t site you for speeding in the construction zone. So all in all, your ticket is only going to cost you $76. I heave a sigh of relief. How nice of him! Really, I say that with no sarcasm at all.

Now, he continues, I know you girls are from out of state, so here’s an envelope to mail in your fees but if you decide to show up for your court date, here’s the address. Good thinking PoPo. Cause there’s no way I’m going to show up at the Omaha county court house. Where you girls headed, he wants to know. New York, Angela says. New York, he exclaims! I’m going to grad school, Angela explains. Well, now, here’s a little bit of advice. Once ya’ll hit Illinois, watch the speed. They’re even worse than we are. Thanks officer we squeak. Have a nice day now, he says and takes off.

Wow, you just saved $900 on your Gieco insurance, Angela says. Leave it to me to get a ticket when I don’t even own a car anymore. Damn Asians.

I have to say though, getting a ticket in Omaha was about the most exciting Omaha is ever gonna get. It’s another bland state full of corn fields, country music, and big teased hair. Even more interesting is the way all the white folks out here like to stare. Especially if you’re Asian. Maybe cause they can’t figure out if you’re Asain or Native American. So Angela and I decided to give me a Native American name. Thus, in Nebraska through Omaha, I was not Quyen, aka Trinhity, but rather a Native American named Le’ahlani, if anyone asked.

The highlight of the day though was getting to Chicago and listening to some real soulful blues. We listened as The Killborn Alley Blues Band tore up the house and little old black ladies screamed out, sing it baby! Oh yeah! Sing it, sugar! We should have sat with them. Smitten with the band, we bought two of their albums. Love Chicago!

Q's day 7 reflection: CO to Lincoln NE - another day in hickville

In comparison, Colorado was far more beautiful than Nebraska, Flea motel and all. What would I rather? Flea Motel or bad curry smelling hotel room in Nebraska? I would rather be eaten alive by fleas (I have 6 bites – don’t know how Angela got so lucky with none) than spend another night in that God awful smelling curry room. That’s how bad it was folks. To clarify however, bad curry smell is not really all that accurate. Could have been more like a carcass. Combine carcass and bad curry with rotting fish and there you go.

Even though Lincoln has a small college community, it’s still pretty much another small town in the middle of no where. The kind of town where, Ross our handsome waiter says, the only thing folks do around here is drink a few beers at your favorite bar. That didn’t sound too interesting. We contemplated Karaoke Bars but then decided we’d rather see a movie: Pineapple Express. Huh-lare-e-us.

Going to see a movie in the middle of hickville made us feel semi-normal again.

Disclaimer: Stephanie, I had nothing to do with Angela flipping off the Broncos at the mile high stadium. She made me take the picture!

Day 9: Pictures

So is my Car Seat
Location: Indiana


Car Photo Art-Part 1
Location: Indiana


Switch!
Location: Ohio


Car Photo Art-Part 2
Location: Indiana


National Bug Death
Location: Maryland


What Now Bitches?
Location: Oakland, Maryland (what what?)

Day 9: Sing-a-long with Quyen

Location: Ohio

Song: Something by Kenny G

Day 9: Song of the Day

Somewhere in Ohio. The first major sing-a-long of the day.

Angela dedicated this song to all her men.

Day 9: Going Apeshit

Hour 10
Location: Somewhere in Maryland or Pensylvania or Virginia (it was dark)


My friend Malia, the amazing bride to be, asked me in Chicago how long could we drive before we go crazy. I finally have an answer for her: 15 hours.

It's a horrible thing. The road seems to last forever and around hour 8 you think, "We are almost there" but you aren't. Cause basically you are halfway there and you have already been in the car for a full working day. Then the road becomes this matrix prison, it keeps going but it doesn't seem to go anywhere and then you lose your mind.


Hour 11
Location: Who the Hell Knows (it was still dark)

There are various ways to lose it. You can sleep to avoid it but eventually you will have:
-Unexpected and unjustified road rage
-The biggest lead foot you have ever known
-The giggles, like, extreme giggles
-Hunger that can not be satisfied
-The urge to stare down every driver you see
-Inability to read signs correctly
-Paranoia that the road will never end and you are all going to die

This was the day we showed major signs of road warrior fatigue, starting way back on hour 2, as we were going through Indiana.


Hour 12
Location: Virginia

I think it is important I properly record our insanity on Saturday. So here are some of the things that kept us going-while making not sense and clearly showing our failing mental health.

Dolce's and Trinhity's Favorite Billboards of Indiana
7. We Dairy You to Visit Us
6. Amish Furniture Sold Here
5. Cheese Tasting
4. Choose Life for Your Child
3. Fireworks- Call 1-800-BANG
2. Hell is Real (On the other side of the billboard) Jesus is Real
1. KFC Buffet

Most Difficult Signs to Pronounce
- Catawba
Angela tries from hours 7-15 to say it correctly, and still can't say the "taw" right
-Powhite Parkway
Actually, we said this right. The exit right before our hotel. We wished our hotel was on this street. We want to live on this street just so we can say we are from "Powhite Virginia"


Hour 13-Hip Hop Lives in DC
Location: Washington DC

Best Interrupted Song of the Day
We seriously listen to "Kissed by a Rose" by Seal on the radio to figure out what the hell that song is about.
Angela decides it is about necrophilia
Quyen decides it is just stupid

Misread Signs of the Day
5. No Stopping and Stripping (should read "No Stopping and Standing")
4. German Cooch Lane (should read "German Church Lane"
3. Lane Pleasures (should read "Lane Closures")
2. Tom Rapes Homes (should read "Tom Raper Homes")
1. Licking County (that one does read "Licking County)


And there you go. Beware of those long car rides. They will make you stupid.


Hour 14- ACDC!!!
Location: Virginia

Day 9: The Facts

Saturday, 8/17

From: Chicago, IL

To: Richmond, VA

States crossed: Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, West Virginia, Pennsylvania, Maryland, Virginia, and District of Columbia

Distance: 701 miles


HILLS!!!
Location: Somewhere in Maryland

The facts:

1. Angela wakes up at 5:30am to run on the treadmill at the gym. You would too after all of this truck stop food
2. We drive for 15 hours
3. At 1pm we unexpectedly cross into a new time zone and cuss out Indianapolis
4. We listen to less country and find hip hop is finally alive and well starting in DC. Dance parties ensue
5. We eat at first McDonald's because we can't do anymore nuts and jerky
6. We find thai food in Maryland-and live to regret it later
7. More 55 mph freeways. Road rage ensues
8. We finally leave corn country and are stoked to see trees and hills in West Virginia
9. We drove through 8 states. Count em'. 8. What did you do with YOUR Saturday?

Day 8: Pictures

Obama! Obama!
Location: I-80, Iowa


Who Needs a Quarter Pound of Jerky?
Location: Truck Stop Iowa


Dear California...
Location: Iowa


Bad Boys, Bad Boys-Part II
Location: I-80, Iowa


Crossing the Mississippi
Location: I-80, Iowa Illinois border


Blood on the Moon (Not Really)
Location: Chicago, IL


Collard Green Virgin
Location: Chicago, IL (blues club)

Day 8: A Few Words

So it is late, and the blues concert rocked tonight but we have 13 hours of driving ahead of us tomorrow and they have a gym here. I am ready to give a pint of blood just to look at an elliptical machine. So here (in a very unorganized gathering) are some thoughts...

You know, bikers don't have to wear helmets in other states. You have all these biker dudes with their hair running free up here on the roads and it makes you very nervous. Why would you do that?

Trucks are everywhere. If you thought the 5 from San Francisco to Los Angeles was bad, drive across the country, especially on the 80. Makes you realize how much we need truckers. A stupid observation but entire towns out here revolve around truckers and their needs. What a job that must be.

In Nebraska, I meet a woman when I was pumping gas who asked me if 3.50 a gallon was a good price. We started talking and I told her I was from SF, born in LA, moving to NY. Her head nearly exploded and she stared staring at me muttering, "Are you a City girl?" as if I was some extra terrestrial life form. She said she came from a city in Iowa that had 200 people. When I told her I did theater, I swear she was about to touch met to see if I was real.
You have no idea what it is like outside of your own bubble. Very different out here.

And I have not seen one McCain bumper sticker anywhere, not even in Arizona. Is he still running?

I want to know why Illinois has freeways with 55 mph speed limits. Please, someone let me know cause I am going postal.

I want to have theater audiences that act like blues audiences, ok? Especially that older woman who got up out of her chair and danced right by me cause she wanted to make eyes and the guitarist. Please, send them to see my plays.

I love Chicago. I am going to move here. You have been warned.

Tomorrow, keep us in your thoughts. 13 hours from Illinois to Virginia through West Virginia. If I see any more corn fields, my eyes might melt and then I will have to drive blind. And if I have any more jerky I might grow horns and I ate way too much kettle corn today so I hope I don't have bad sweet and salty dreams.

Farewell!

Day 8: Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn....

Say WHAT?

So, very little has been said about the motels we have been staying at. Mostly because what is there to report but cheap doable accommodations. A standard room with 2 queen beds and a bathroom.

While I have heard horror motel stories, ours have not been as bad but the problems we have faced have been memorable.

Arizona: The room reeked of pot
Cedar City: The hot and cold functions on the faucets were reversed (learned the hard way by Uyen)
And Colorado: Fleas in Uyen's bed and no electrical outlets
Nebraska: The place reeked of bad curry

So our budget has been small, with every night averaging about $60. (Thanks to booking through AAA.) Then we get to Chicago. The cheapest room we can find in town, for $100.

Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you....Renaissance Hotel, Room 1623


The 16th floor, top floor, where a room key is needed for elevator access.
In the real world, we call this penthouse kiddies.


One of our two televisions.
Flat screen-you are allowed to drool.


Finally I can blog and stretch out.
A driving warrior has needs.


Reading a romance novel on your own couch...
Erotic luxury.


A robe AND blow dryer?
No. stop-you will just make me beautiful forever


And they have a gym and Starbucks?


Oh my god.
Stop!


And a view?

I need a cigarette.

Day 8: Song of the Day

2ish, I-80, Iowa

Uyen has never heard this song, nor the version Cartman sings on "South Park."

Shocked, Angela sings along with Styx for the entire song.

Day 8: The Facts

Friday, 8/15

From: Lincoln, NE
To: Chicago, IL (Driving through the entire state of Iowa)

Distance: 522 miles


Need Pedicure
Location: I-80, IL


The facts:
1. Drive through even more farmland
2. Angela can't stop saying "Couscous, the food so good they named it twice" (thank you "Pineapple Express")
3. If she hears anymore country music, Angela will mase herself
4. Altercation with the police part II-Uyen gets a ticket (details to follow)
5. Visit World's Largest Truck Stop in Iowa (which has a barber, dentist, and library inside)
6. We are disturbed by the amount of religious apparel sold a truck stops, Angela keeps having flashbacks of the film "Jesus Camp"
7. Chicago presents the first real traffic in days, our minds explode after being in the middle of nowhere for so long
8. Upon seeing so many orthodox churches, we obsessively quote "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" because 1) It took place in Chicago and 2) We hope to run into our own Ian Miller
9. Go to a blues bar, where we have amazing ribs, chicken, fried okra, and listen to ear shattering (in a good way) blues

Day 7: Pictures

Corn, Again
Location: I-80, NE



Bored
Location: 1-80, NE


Don't Mess
Location: !-80, NE


Driving to Heaven
Location: 1-80, NE


We Have to Wash the Windows
Location: I-80, NE


Woo! I am Sleep Deprived!
Location:1-80, NE