After a smoker’s stop in Pasco we’re rolling like a bat out of hell.
Cowboy stretching his legs in Pasco.
The next three hours will be along the Columbia River.
This is my new buddy, Jennifer, who boarded in Richmond, VA on Sunday and we’ve been riding in the same car the past four days.
Trucker is still here in the lounge and he’s been holding court with a young hipster couple, talking ignorant politics.
Americans are so easily manipulated. Hmmmmm, I made a movie about that. And we must sell ten more tickets to the premiere today to hold the theater. Google Goliad Uprising Brown Paper Tickets and take this worry off my plate. Please.
Heading into the rain.
We’re about forty minutes from Portland. I missed my Amtrak bus connection. They are supposed to be holding the Coast Starlight for us and transferring our bags. I’ve got four boxes of hard drives in checked luggage. I’m trusting everything will arrive in Albany with me.
