Out on the freeway the sun burns in through the windshield and I wake up with my neck all twisted around. How long was I asleep? Couple of hours, maybe. Are we in Texas yet? Nearly. About seventy-two miles away.
Oh, okay, I say, stretching. I'm getting a ride with an oil guy I met in Louisiana, whose job is to drive through Texas checking rigs before any drilling begins. Can I come, too? I'd asked him. I have to get to Austin before my character is killed off in some kind of freak accident. He can take me as far as Fort Worth, he'd said, where I'm welcome to crash on his couch. From there I can pick up the passenger train the next morning, and head further south. Thank you, that sounds perfect. We must have been driving seven hours or more by now.
Want to stop in Dallas for a steak?
Outside, the land already looks like Texas is supposed to look: all washed out. It'll be the last state I see before I fly home from DC next week and I already feel blue about leaving. No! I don't want to think about leaving.
Sure, I say. Let's stop in Dallas, for a steak.
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Don't stay in Dallas for long. It's a concrete-infested death trap!
ReplyDelete"... and outside of that, Mrs. Kennedy, how did you enjoy your trip to Dallas?"
ReplyDeleteUm...not to be a tit but I'm going to be running you through Virginia,West Virginia and Maryland as well as the District of Columbia.
ReplyDeleteCan't let Texas be the last impression you have of us.
Are you for real?
ReplyDeleteWhen you said we'd be 'driving around' I thought you meant like to the White House or something.
That would be amazing, thank you.
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Brian, I just realised I never sent your class a report on the Oreo cookies. I'll fix that in Texas.
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Batty, we're on the same longitude again.
Well it might at 90mph but we'll do it.
ReplyDeleteI have a vague idea about taking you to the beach so you can end the trek on the Atlantic coast.
It'll be cold though.
I lost my coat in New Orleans; my favourite furry jacket. It was like my security blanket. That's what I get for calling it both 'Welsh' and a 'dog' on my blog.
ReplyDeleteI also have a cold. Woe is me. Show me some Texas sunshine. I will buy a new coat in Austin, perhaps.
You lost your coat in New Orleans? As long as you didn't leave your heart in San Francisco....
ReplyDeleteA coat would be a good idea.
ReplyDeleteIt's supposed to be -4C on Friday night.
Texas, so you're about 24 hours from Tulsa?
ReplyDeleteSorry.. i'm gone now.
Oooooh, Austin is such a nice little hippieville! I dream of doing my phd there! :)
ReplyDeleteHow long are you staying in the states Little Pinch?
I was supposed to leave two weeks ago, but I changed my flight to Sunday, now I want to change it again. I don't know, I'm running out of money.
ReplyDeleteI guess at this point the best thing to do is to get back home and apply for a visa and then come here for twleve months or so.
That's a 10-4.
ReplyDeleteGot a bloggy mate in Austin - drop me a line if you need more sofa and drinking companions!
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