Yeah, its been awhile.
California was freaking awesome-I love the west coast, I always have, and despite our extreme fail of a beach attempt, the Pacific beats the Atlantic every time. What can I say, in every way possible I am West Coast 4 life. I know very well that Fred and George hated LA and that they’re never coming back, but personally I loved it. And yeah, I wasn’t driving, so I don’t feel that 405 hatred, but I guess I just lived in a city pretty similar to LA for my whole life and I felt quite at home. I never realized that people get frustrated by traffic, and that you have to learn how to work the 7 lane highways-good job guys.
When we left Cali and hit Nevada, I didn’t really believe in the desert until the air coming into the car was burning us while the air inside the car with the windows closed was boiling us. It’s okay Mojave, I believe in you now-you can drop the temperature to below 100 anytime.
Las Vegas was so much better than NYC that I don’t understand why people compare them. How is NYC the city that never sleeps? Have you even been to the Strip?? After discovering an underground rapper (who’s gonna blow up soon, just wait for his album to drop-yeah Lord J AKA LJ Sinister), we went to the Bellagio and just watched the water show. The further we get from Connecticut, the more this trip starts to feel like movie segments stitched together.
Maybe a more personal post next time, maybe not. I have a hard time sharing real feelings. So why am I writing my thoughts on the internet? I don’t even know…
P.S. The Grand Canyon is by far the best event/monument/big deal thing that we’ve seen- for the first time I actually get why people like a national monument (no offense Rushmore and Old Faithful…)