I went on a road trip. It's been an adult dream of mine to do so. I say "adult dream" because I went on road trips all the time with my Granny and Grandpa (dad's parents). Those road trips I went on as a kid, I don't remember much of or any, but the ones I experience today are hopefully going to be remembered forever.
I believe that I feel different around different people. Not in a bad way. Think of me as a puzzle piece that fits in the center. It has different prongs that fit snuggly with 4 other parts...or if I'm a crazy puzzle I fit snuggly with lots of other parts. I think it's me coming out of my shell...my goofy, thoughtful, friendliness...and my great friends are the ones helping me remember who I am.
My new friend Laura (who will not be "new friend Laura" much longer, she's pretty well established in my friend-dome) told me to not have anything planned for a set amount of days. So I went along with it. She finally broke and decided that it would actually be best if she told me her plan since I had a car and could possibly use it as our transportation....to where??? TO NEW ORLEANS!!! duh.
The first 4 hours flew by in that car somehow, though the last hour did not. We arrived in League City, Texas where we ate pizza, walked through dog pee (not important, just funny), played a late-night tune on the guitar (that was so hard to play, but you gotta have a guitar on a road trip...as long as someone knows how to play it or else it's silly), then went to sleep. I slept with turtles (not important, just funny). In the morning we went to see Katy's gymnasium where she works and then we walked about 2.5 hours back to their house where Chris let me eat a sandwich. Laura had pizza from our walk past a pizza hut. Chris gave us mixed CDs which still live in my house but should go back to Lovely Laura.
Then we started our next 5 hour drive to New Orleans. We stopped at the air port cell phone lot which was creepy and a silly woman honked at me because there weren't any lines in the parking lot but she insisted that we were pulled too far forward. I just waved her away and told myself that she was just jealous because she wasn't playing the guitar. 'nough said. We then picked up Holly and then we went back around the air port and then we picked up Kuba. I decided to play him this song as my "Hello, I'm Emily": YouTubeLink Click Here Perfect, no?! (and if youtube ever takes that video away just search "Dirty Dancing Havana Nights Cuba" okay? Then we were walruses at a sushi place where we met Julia. We made her friends say, "whaaaaaaat?" when we ill performed a song to her on our knees about how she's growing up so well. JULIA! We later shared a $4 huge-ass pancake that was amazing. I want one now. Dear Austin, do you have any huge-ass pancakes for me to eat?
Sunday (which is the first time I've mentioned the day things have happened on) we took this lovely trolley train thing. We got scammed out of a booklet of stamps because a guy swore he could tell us where we "got" our shoes. Improper English won. "You got your shoes on your feet, in New Orleans, at 11:00 (random time for story telling purposes only)." I wanted him to be the real deal, so that's why I'm so bitter about it. We later walked around the French Quarters while, yes while, waiting in line for beignet's. I just literally drooled whilst search the correct spelling. I must find them in Austin along with the huge-ass pancake. We walked into a voodoo esc shop. We walked up to a duet "Tanya and Dorise" Click here for a taste of their jams via YouTube. #1 must see in New Orleans (in my book). We bought hair gel and did up Holly's hair, and did down Laura's. LAURER! Later we went to the Audubon Park and pat a dogs belly, sat on the greens of a duck pooped golf course (we're obviously unaware of golf course rules), then we had a wedding. It was great and under a funny large tree. We had dinner at some Freebirds esc place.
In the morning we ate oatmeal. We also ate honey and craisins in the oatmeal. I made it. (Not important, but funny if you were one of the 4 eating it). Did I mention we stayed in Julia's dorm room. Fit for six? Of course! Then we drove to find some cemeteries which were very broken in some parts yet way more beautiful than the underground ones we are used to in Texas. We went to the Lower Ninth Ward and ran into a guy who I guess founded Our School at Blair Grocery. We pat his goats which weren't kept in a very goat-friendly place, not compared to what this Texan knows as acceptable farming. Later we met back up with Julia (who was studying because she wasn't on vacation, we were! Silly college!) at the park, then we headed to lunch in their amazingly well stocked dining hall. Texas Lutheran needs to take some pointers. Then Laurer and I left for Texas.
That night we checked into the Days Inn at Beaumont, TX. I couldn't have made it any further I was so ready to be out of the car. In the morning we were fed by the gracious staff and then sent ourselves to the post office to send some letters away. Then we went to a park. Laurer kissed a tree. We witnessed a woman working out on the tennis courts. When we left we headed for the airport in Austin where I dropped her off to wait for a friend that could take her back to Marble Falls, the land of the Outdoor School!
When I got home I was so relaxed (even though my mom right off the bat was complaining about something which annoyed me but didn't stop me from...) I decided to clean my dad's car (the car we used on this glorious road trip) inside and out. I didn't find her shoes which apparently love to run away from her.
It was awesome. I want to road trip again. I want Laura to live closer so that we can be super buddies. And....I'm not going to reread this entry to fix any mistakes because I'm too tired and have been wanting to post about my trip since I got back...weeks ago.
I believe that I feel different around different people. Not in a bad way. Think of me as a puzzle piece that fits in the center. It has different prongs that fit snuggly with 4 other parts...or if I'm a crazy puzzle I fit snuggly with lots of other parts. I think it's me coming out of my shell...my goofy, thoughtful, friendliness...and my great friends are the ones helping me remember who I am.
My new friend Laura (who will not be "new friend Laura" much longer, she's pretty well established in my friend-dome) told me to not have anything planned for a set amount of days. So I went along with it. She finally broke and decided that it would actually be best if she told me her plan since I had a car and could possibly use it as our transportation....to where??? TO NEW ORLEANS!!! duh.
The first 4 hours flew by in that car somehow, though the last hour did not. We arrived in League City, Texas where we ate pizza, walked through dog pee (not important, just funny), played a late-night tune on the guitar (that was so hard to play, but you gotta have a guitar on a road trip...as long as someone knows how to play it or else it's silly), then went to sleep. I slept with turtles (not important, just funny). In the morning we went to see Katy's gymnasium where she works and then we walked about 2.5 hours back to their house where Chris let me eat a sandwich. Laura had pizza from our walk past a pizza hut. Chris gave us mixed CDs which still live in my house but should go back to Lovely Laura.
Then we started our next 5 hour drive to New Orleans. We stopped at the air port cell phone lot which was creepy and a silly woman honked at me because there weren't any lines in the parking lot but she insisted that we were pulled too far forward. I just waved her away and told myself that she was just jealous because she wasn't playing the guitar. 'nough said. We then picked up Holly and then we went back around the air port and then we picked up Kuba. I decided to play him this song as my "Hello, I'm Emily": YouTubeLink Click Here Perfect, no?! (and if youtube ever takes that video away just search "Dirty Dancing Havana Nights Cuba" okay? Then we were walruses at a sushi place where we met Julia. We made her friends say, "whaaaaaaat?" when we ill performed a song to her on our knees about how she's growing up so well. JULIA! We later shared a $4 huge-ass pancake that was amazing. I want one now. Dear Austin, do you have any huge-ass pancakes for me to eat?
Sunday (which is the first time I've mentioned the day things have happened on) we took this lovely trolley train thing. We got scammed out of a booklet of stamps because a guy swore he could tell us where we "got" our shoes. Improper English won. "You got your shoes on your feet, in New Orleans, at 11:00 (random time for story telling purposes only)." I wanted him to be the real deal, so that's why I'm so bitter about it. We later walked around the French Quarters while, yes while, waiting in line for beignet's. I just literally drooled whilst search the correct spelling. I must find them in Austin along with the huge-ass pancake. We walked into a voodoo esc shop. We walked up to a duet "Tanya and Dorise" Click here for a taste of their jams via YouTube. #1 must see in New Orleans (in my book). We bought hair gel and did up Holly's hair, and did down Laura's. LAURER! Later we went to the Audubon Park and pat a dogs belly, sat on the greens of a duck pooped golf course (we're obviously unaware of golf course rules), then we had a wedding. It was great and under a funny large tree. We had dinner at some Freebirds esc place.
In the morning we ate oatmeal. We also ate honey and craisins in the oatmeal. I made it. (Not important, but funny if you were one of the 4 eating it). Did I mention we stayed in Julia's dorm room. Fit for six? Of course! Then we drove to find some cemeteries which were very broken in some parts yet way more beautiful than the underground ones we are used to in Texas. We went to the Lower Ninth Ward and ran into a guy who I guess founded Our School at Blair Grocery. We pat his goats which weren't kept in a very goat-friendly place, not compared to what this Texan knows as acceptable farming. Later we met back up with Julia (who was studying because she wasn't on vacation, we were! Silly college!) at the park, then we headed to lunch in their amazingly well stocked dining hall. Texas Lutheran needs to take some pointers. Then Laurer and I left for Texas.
That night we checked into the Days Inn at Beaumont, TX. I couldn't have made it any further I was so ready to be out of the car. In the morning we were fed by the gracious staff and then sent ourselves to the post office to send some letters away. Then we went to a park. Laurer kissed a tree. We witnessed a woman working out on the tennis courts. When we left we headed for the airport in Austin where I dropped her off to wait for a friend that could take her back to Marble Falls, the land of the Outdoor School!
When I got home I was so relaxed (even though my mom right off the bat was complaining about something which annoyed me but didn't stop me from...) I decided to clean my dad's car (the car we used on this glorious road trip) inside and out. I didn't find her shoes which apparently love to run away from her.
It was awesome. I want to road trip again. I want Laura to live closer so that we can be super buddies. And....I'm not going to reread this entry to fix any mistakes because I'm too tired and have been wanting to post about my trip since I got back...weeks ago.
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