sofarfromhome
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Well, where to begin this? I Had gotten a place in Napa Cali with my road dog/ex(but that's such an ugly word for the woman who was the love of your life, isn't it?), and i thought things were going fanfuckingtastic. We had been working in Humboldt so we got a place with the money we made. We both had jobs, i was happy and i thought she was too. But, one day, she just kicked me out. Told me she didn't want me there anymore, said i was still in love with my ex (which is complete horse shit. But, i digress.). So, I had to quit my job and head back to sandy fucken eggo, the place i tried to escape from for so many years and vowed to never go back to.
It wasn't too bad though, my 21St birthday was coming up in 2 weeks (november 20th) and i had always wanted to spend my 21st with my dad. I also thought that i could get him to buy me a train/bus/plane ticket to Texas so i can be with my mom for the holidays. Soon realized that wasn't going to happen. So, i started going out and busking with my guitar, to make money for a ticket to go see my mom. Wasn't going so well. Made like 20-30 bucks a day.
But one day, an old friend (Adhara/Bob) calls me up and asks if i know where to pick up some pot. I told her i could go to the dispensary for her, if she let me hangout with them. So we're hanging out drinking beers and smoking in the park, and She tells me she has just made it back down to San Diego from Washington, hopping trains with her boyfriend Spencer and their 2 dogs Spraynard and Koko. Tells me they're taking off east on trains in a couple weeks, after Christmas, and that they're passing through Texas, and I'm welcome to go with. We hung out some more and left San Diego on Christmas eve. I said Fuck it and spent all the money i had saved up to buy a guitar, which i took with me and used to make money while we were out on the road.
I got us a ride to Yuma (376 miles) where we were gonna catch the train at. Its around 6 pm and we're sitting in front of a McDonald's, using Wi-Fi and getting free food. All these hippies kept coming up to us (i guess there had just been a gathering) and it got real annoying so we figured we'd start the 3 mile walk to the hop out. As we're walking over this bridge that goes over the train tracks, a train is passing underneath us, so they decided that we were gonna stop and watch it, "just for fun", which really pissed me off cuz that would mean taking off my pack and putting it back on and i just wanted to get the fuck out of Yuma, but as we're watching it, it just stops. Like it's begging us to jump on. Before i knew it we were running down that dirt hill and hauling the dogs up and getting our shit in. We got a DPU, so it was pretty sweet. Warm, electrical Sockets, a fridge. I didn't really have time to realize that i had just hopped my first train. I gotta say, it was a lot easier than i thought it would be. It isn't always easy peezy lemon squeezy, but it wasn't as intense as i thought it would be. Luckily i had amazing teachers. If you're reading this, i love you Bob and Spence! You guys are the shit!
For right now my traveling days are on the backburner. Waiting till it warms up a bit till i hit the road again. But fuck, being stuck in one place is driving me nuts! Oh and the picture below is when we woke up covered in snow going through New Mexico
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It wasn't too bad though, my 21St birthday was coming up in 2 weeks (november 20th) and i had always wanted to spend my 21st with my dad. I also thought that i could get him to buy me a train/bus/plane ticket to Texas so i can be with my mom for the holidays. Soon realized that wasn't going to happen. So, i started going out and busking with my guitar, to make money for a ticket to go see my mom. Wasn't going so well. Made like 20-30 bucks a day.
But one day, an old friend (Adhara/Bob) calls me up and asks if i know where to pick up some pot. I told her i could go to the dispensary for her, if she let me hangout with them. So we're hanging out drinking beers and smoking in the park, and She tells me she has just made it back down to San Diego from Washington, hopping trains with her boyfriend Spencer and their 2 dogs Spraynard and Koko. Tells me they're taking off east on trains in a couple weeks, after Christmas, and that they're passing through Texas, and I'm welcome to go with. We hung out some more and left San Diego on Christmas eve. I said Fuck it and spent all the money i had saved up to buy a guitar, which i took with me and used to make money while we were out on the road.
I got us a ride to Yuma (376 miles) where we were gonna catch the train at. Its around 6 pm and we're sitting in front of a McDonald's, using Wi-Fi and getting free food. All these hippies kept coming up to us (i guess there had just been a gathering) and it got real annoying so we figured we'd start the 3 mile walk to the hop out. As we're walking over this bridge that goes over the train tracks, a train is passing underneath us, so they decided that we were gonna stop and watch it, "just for fun", which really pissed me off cuz that would mean taking off my pack and putting it back on and i just wanted to get the fuck out of Yuma, but as we're watching it, it just stops. Like it's begging us to jump on. Before i knew it we were running down that dirt hill and hauling the dogs up and getting our shit in. We got a DPU, so it was pretty sweet. Warm, electrical Sockets, a fridge. I didn't really have time to realize that i had just hopped my first train. I gotta say, it was a lot easier than i thought it would be. It isn't always easy peezy lemon squeezy, but it wasn't as intense as i thought it would be. Luckily i had amazing teachers. If you're reading this, i love you Bob and Spence! You guys are the shit!
For right now my traveling days are on the backburner. Waiting till it warms up a bit till i hit the road again. But fuck, being stuck in one place is driving me nuts! Oh and the picture below is when we woke up covered in snow going through New Mexico
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