If anyone is looking for me in any of the usual places [home, work, under the bed] in the next little while, you won’t find me there because I will be in the US until mid-November.
You may find me the following places at some point though:
I don’t know how much I will write here when I’m gone, I think my only ‘net access will be my iPhone and seriously, I struggle with a regular-sized keyboard, let alone a tiny one that lags because I frequently throw my phone at other adults who annoy me.
I set up a Tumblr for the trip though, a place I can post crappy iPhone photos* and random thoughts from the road. You can find it here.
For those insanely curious types, who are hard of seeing and can’t make out the extremely professional map I made above, the trip goes:
LA > Vegas > Death Valley > Phoenix > Tuscon > Sedona > Grand Canyon > Monument Valley > Bryce Canyon > Capitol Reef National Park > Salt Lake City > Boise > Seattle > Portland > San Francisco > LA.
We are booked in to see Shellac, take a neon boneyard tour and shoot machine guns in Vegas (not all at the same time, no-one multitasks on holidays unless it’s signalling for more alcohol while drinking alcohol); take sunrise photos in Death Valley; visit the vineyard of Maynard Keenan; spend Halloween in Salt Lake City; check out the Twin Peaks sights in Washington; see the Corin Tucker Band at the Doug Fir in Portland and take an evening tour of Alcatraz.
For the sake of avoiding later confusion, here’s a break down of who’s going besides me:
* Fiona: what she lacks in height, she makes up for in personality. Fi is an avid photographer and a music nut. If I had to put money on it, I am willing to bet that any highjinks on this trip will be led by Fi, especially if alcohol is involved. Oh, and I am also her boss at work, so really, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
* Marty, partner of Fi. Martin is of German stock, which means he’s ridiculously organised and neat. So how does he work with Fi? Both of them are secretly trouble with a capital T. I think Marty will be our fearless leader and being by far the fittest of us, the one who will have to put up with three women whinging about being over trekking.
Both Marty and Fi are a lot of fun and I’ve had a small dose of travelling with them before.
* Kelly: Kel is my closest friend. We have lived and travelled together before. Kel is going to battle it out with Fi for the biggest personality award. She’s a former journalist, now sub-editor whose first trip overseas was to Kenya, where she lived for almost a year, working in an AIDs orphanage. She backed that up by moving to Laos for a year and working as a volunteer at a newspaper, an interesting task in a country with a Communist government. Kel has never met Fi or Marty.
I have to go now, Kel’s flight from Perth is about to land in Sydney and I’m not wearing pants or packed an overnight bag for our trip up the coast to see her parents (I love being showered with love by other people’s parents, fact). We fly out on Tuesday at 11:45am Sydney time and arrive in LA at about 7am the same day, so until we speak again, take care of your good selves!
* this post is not sponsored by iPhone or the Doritos I just dropped down my shirt.