“We were somewhere around Barstow…”

“…on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold.”

No, I don’t do drugs.


And, sadly, we haven’t reached Barstow yet because of an hour-long delay in San Bernardino.

However, while in San Bernardino I did see a very large woman with most of her very large tank top down around her waist, with her very large breasts hanging out.  Well, it is 90 degrees, but still…

This bus trip has been positively fascinating. I’m seeing parts of my state that I would probably never see otherwise. 

Though we’re still on the bus heading toward our destination, I can safely say that this has been “a savage journey to the heart of the American Dream.”

To be continued…hopefully in Barstow…when we get there….

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