Today's journey was filled with a fair amount of interesting and awkward events.
So, I guess we'll just start at the very beginning!
We woke up this morning feeling extremely well rested and ready for another day on the road. Courtney, Hannah, and I went to a sophisticated little coffee shop for breakfast. After devouring muffins and lattes, we reluctantly said our goodbyes to Hannah and hit the road.
Courtney was up first to drive this morning, and had a bit of a rough time navigating through Oklahoma City. But it was not her fault. The roads were very confusing, and traffic was wild. As you know, we're are putting complete faith in our GPS navigator, Maureen, to get us from Indiana to Arizona. Honestly, complete faith! We don't even have a map with us. Anyways, Maureen decided to neglect her duties of giving us detailed directions, and pretty much left us to fend for ourselves and find a way through Oklahoma City alone. Oh, and we also changed Maureen's accent to Bristish instead of Australian. It's still amusing, but a bit easier to understand.
Today we also spent a good deal of time working on memorization of rap songs. At one point, Courtney was rapping so naturally, I thought I was sitting next to P Diddy for a second. It's true. She's really gifted in the rhyme department. But, we eventually got sick of all that hip-hop and moved on to a new genre of music. As for the scenery today, Texas and New Mexico are complete opposite. Texas was filled with dude ranches, scary spiked windmills, and flat dry land.We saw a billboard for the western hemisphere's largest cross, and immediately became excited to see it. We finally came to this cross, and were severly disappointed to see that it was not so impressively big..at all. While in TX, we stopped in a tiny town called Groom. It's population was 550 and looked like the most uneventful place in the world. But, it was cute at the same time. We went to the gas station, filled up, and then drove over to Dairy Queen. This was by far the weirdest DQ we've ever been to. Inside, it was decorated like a ranch and had posters of old cars all over. Even the menu was different, and offered a "Dude" sandwich. Our cashier was named Kelvin, who was a true southern gentleman. There was a man repairing an icecream machine standing behind the counter. He looked at us, and gave us a smile followed by a high pitched hiccup. We both looked away, fighting the uncontrollable need to laugh. Luckily, he went to the back of the store, so we were able to release our laughter. We sat down and ate our food, and Kelvin the cashier came over to our table numerous times to ask if we needed anything, which is very unique for a restaurant such as Dairy Queen. But, like I said.. southern gentleman. We both really wanted to ask Kelvin what it was like to live in this quiet/boring/sorta cute town..but we chickened out. But, then we remembered where we live, and figured it can't be much different!
Now, on to New Mexico! We both really enjoyed the landscape here..it was beautiful. Mountains, red dirt, and the sunset (nearly blinded us) were amazing!
At some point, we both had serious issues with temperature control inside the car. We would be burning hot one moment and the next icy cold. So, finally, we realized we should roll down the windows! It was a beautiful day, and the air was the perfect temperature. It was at that moment that we both felt like we were in a movie on a roadtrip...with the windows down, music playing, and sun shining. There's simply nothing like it!
We reached our hotel in Albuquerque, got settled in, and ordered Papa John's. An hour later, we were startled by an abrupt pounding on our door. I answered the door, and was greeted by a normal looking delivery guy. But then he spoke. For some reason, I couln't understand him..he said something to me..I still have no idea what. But, I just stared at him, trying to think of how to fix this already awkard situation. He repeated himself, only much slower, and the one word i recognized was "pizza." I realized he had an insanely heavy Irish accent. INSANELY HEAVY. From there, I tried to adjust my ears, but it didn't help. Several puzzling sentences later, I had my pizza in my hand. And he said, "Irish garble, Irish garble, 13.50"..so i just guessed, handed him 15$ and shut the door. It might not sound crazy now, but it was the most confusing minute of my life.
ok that's all. sorry for all of the silly details. but, we have to tell someone about our adventures!
on a more serious note, we're watching the news..what in the heck is going on with our country!?
Lauren
So, I guess we'll just start at the very beginning!
We woke up this morning feeling extremely well rested and ready for another day on the road. Courtney, Hannah, and I went to a sophisticated little coffee shop for breakfast. After devouring muffins and lattes, we reluctantly said our goodbyes to Hannah and hit the road.
Courtney was up first to drive this morning, and had a bit of a rough time navigating through Oklahoma City. But it was not her fault. The roads were very confusing, and traffic was wild. As you know, we're are putting complete faith in our GPS navigator, Maureen, to get us from Indiana to Arizona. Honestly, complete faith! We don't even have a map with us. Anyways, Maureen decided to neglect her duties of giving us detailed directions, and pretty much left us to fend for ourselves and find a way through Oklahoma City alone. Oh, and we also changed Maureen's accent to Bristish instead of Australian. It's still amusing, but a bit easier to understand.
Today we also spent a good deal of time working on memorization of rap songs. At one point, Courtney was rapping so naturally, I thought I was sitting next to P Diddy for a second. It's true. She's really gifted in the rhyme department. But, we eventually got sick of all that hip-hop and moved on to a new genre of music. As for the scenery today, Texas and New Mexico are complete opposite. Texas was filled with dude ranches, scary spiked windmills, and flat dry land.We saw a billboard for the western hemisphere's largest cross, and immediately became excited to see it. We finally came to this cross, and were severly disappointed to see that it was not so impressively big..at all. While in TX, we stopped in a tiny town called Groom. It's population was 550 and looked like the most uneventful place in the world. But, it was cute at the same time. We went to the gas station, filled up, and then drove over to Dairy Queen. This was by far the weirdest DQ we've ever been to. Inside, it was decorated like a ranch and had posters of old cars all over. Even the menu was different, and offered a "Dude" sandwich. Our cashier was named Kelvin, who was a true southern gentleman. There was a man repairing an icecream machine standing behind the counter. He looked at us, and gave us a smile followed by a high pitched hiccup. We both looked away, fighting the uncontrollable need to laugh. Luckily, he went to the back of the store, so we were able to release our laughter. We sat down and ate our food, and Kelvin the cashier came over to our table numerous times to ask if we needed anything, which is very unique for a restaurant such as Dairy Queen. But, like I said.. southern gentleman. We both really wanted to ask Kelvin what it was like to live in this quiet/boring/sorta cute town..but we chickened out. But, then we remembered where we live, and figured it can't be much different!
Now, on to New Mexico! We both really enjoyed the landscape here..it was beautiful. Mountains, red dirt, and the sunset (nearly blinded us) were amazing!
At some point, we both had serious issues with temperature control inside the car. We would be burning hot one moment and the next icy cold. So, finally, we realized we should roll down the windows! It was a beautiful day, and the air was the perfect temperature. It was at that moment that we both felt like we were in a movie on a roadtrip...with the windows down, music playing, and sun shining. There's simply nothing like it!
We reached our hotel in Albuquerque, got settled in, and ordered Papa John's. An hour later, we were startled by an abrupt pounding on our door. I answered the door, and was greeted by a normal looking delivery guy. But then he spoke. For some reason, I couln't understand him..he said something to me..I still have no idea what. But, I just stared at him, trying to think of how to fix this already awkard situation. He repeated himself, only much slower, and the one word i recognized was "pizza." I realized he had an insanely heavy Irish accent. INSANELY HEAVY. From there, I tried to adjust my ears, but it didn't help. Several puzzling sentences later, I had my pizza in my hand. And he said, "Irish garble, Irish garble, 13.50"..so i just guessed, handed him 15$ and shut the door. It might not sound crazy now, but it was the most confusing minute of my life.
ok that's all. sorry for all of the silly details. but, we have to tell someone about our adventures!
on a more serious note, we're watching the news..what in the heck is going on with our country!?
Lauren
