Wednesday, October 25, 2006

hard-core driving mileage queens

we've done a trip out every weekend since we got here of at least 100 miles (except the second one when it was raining hard and we stayed in and watched 'the longest day' on tv) - unfortunately i'm not insured to drive so his lordship has been constantly behind the wheel and in true singaporean fashion lane hops with gay abandon whilst swearing in hokkien and cantonese at everyone else on the road - i should remind him that the words 'tear along the dotted line' on his licence are not driving instructions

he's very pleased with himself, as well he should be - he's not done much long distance driving, as i did most of the long haulage stuff in the uk, and he was a bit concerned about how well he'd cope - but this place is so sprawlingly big with suburban stripmalls peppering the outskirts of town that you have to drive great distances to get from one area of the city to the next - it is not a walkable place, but hell, this here's the mid-west and everyone owns a huge fuck-off four wheel drive - must be lots of guys with small dicks around here...and women too - fortunately we have a medium-sized saturn - avis gave us a big four wheel drive contraption but as it was unpleasantly like riding on a camel and it didn't have a socket for an mp3 player, we took it back

a month after we arrived he drove us over six hundred miles in eleven hours across three states to colorado - we stayed in boulder (not under one), where all the good people end up in steven king's book, the stand - i can quite believe this as it's one of the most laid back, tree-hugging places i've been to since glastonbury (but without the loud pounding music and smelly portaloos) - it's about a mile and a half above sea-level and we made the big mistake of going to the gym on our first morning in the hotel and learnt the hard way why aerobic exercise in a thinner oxygen atmosphere isn't a good idea before acclimatising to the altitude

over the following three days he drove us all over the state, up and down the rocky mountains, along rickety suspension bridges hanging high above deep gorges and through small 'salems lot-like mid-western towns with their surprising lack of people and empty streets, stopping at the roadside from time to time to take photos of large open spaces and sheltering skies with ripples of cloud spread across many different shades of blue

having driven such a long distance in under 11 hours, we now realise how a lot of people around here are able to do a 2 hour commute to work every morning - a 2 hour drive along an interstate highway is like a short trip to the local tesco superstore in england

so now we don't balk at the idea of driving 200 miles to get to a tall grass kansas prairie or a small amish town in north west missouri - we've become real mileage queens

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