FP Day 20, Drive from OKC to Flagstaff

So today we started out our long drive up Route 40 (aka, kinda route 66..)
Bus call was early, 9:45, so I hurried up to get ready and headed back to yesterdays Carls Jr for some more healthy delicious home cooked meals.. hah.

We hit the road, and I went back to sleep. Woke up in Amarillo, TX, and I was ready to mess with Texas. Unfortunately my laziness took over my urge, and I didn't get out at the Wal Mart. Or anywhere else. I laid in my spot on the "bed".. what is normally the "dining table" until you fold it down.

We drove quickly past the Cadillac Ranch.. boy it looks small from the highway.

I got a lot done today, very productive. I watched some Family Guy, also, South Park, (the cooooon episode) and the first episode of Bret Michaels new show, Life as I know it. Boy, was that a dissapointment. I was hoping for the whoreishness and debauchery of Rock Of Love. No such luck. The whole episode was about Bret's initial appendicitis, then his anneurism, then a small stroke he had. Yes, poor guy.. but really? Even in the pics from the hospital he is STILL rocking the bandana.
"well, doctor, he had a brain anneurism, but you can't take of his bandana. Remember that story when you were a kid, where the girl always wears a ribbon around her neck, and when they take it off, her head falls off? Yeah, thats what the bandana does for Bret.."

I also tried downloading Married to Rock, but fuckin Itunes only has it in HD and it seems my little netbook doesnt like HD. LAMESAUCE.

I also got in some more napping, up until I woke up to the following"

"WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!" (I want to specify it's a whoa, and not a wow. Wow can be like, WOW THATS AWESOME! Whereas WHOA in a large cumbersome vehicle traveling at 70 mph usually means impending doom)
Apparently the large big rigs right in front of us were swaying in the ridiculous wind, and nearly took us out.

So this all sounds like a relaxing day, right?

HAVE YOU EVER slept in an RV traveling at 70, swaying, swerving, bouncing, rattling, with all the lights on, and sun, and 6 people talking and or yelling? It's actually rather difficult. I should have gotten some Ambien.
Booze only helps with the initial falling asleep, not staying asleep.

It's kind of like sleeping on your friends couch during a party. If that couch is going 70, swaying swerving bouncing and rattling loudly.
It's not really sleeping. You have to sleep with one eye open, (more like a cat does, not like the Metallica song.. well, yeah, you are gripping your pillow tight)


Anyways, we finally get to stop somewhere in New Mexico. Fuck, I hate new mexico.
I like real mexico better.
I get some wonderful, nutritious mcdonalds (yuck) and we head to Flagstaff.
We are trying to make it to the Green Room, a small bar in Flagstaff before closing.

I end up deciding to sleep rather than drink.

It's below 20 outside, and its about the same inside the RV. Our generator decides not to start "DAMN YOU JENNY!" so we leave the van running and the heat on so we dont become pussycat popsicles.

boy i've slept a lot today.. and I'm gonna do so now.