ITS SO GREEEEN
And no, we arent talking about the weed... at least not this time....
My time in Denver is over. I wasnt planning on writing more about it but here we are. Mainly because as I was going to pick up my friends from the airport. I got a flat, and a bad one at that which needed me to switch to a spare for now while i get that tire replaced. makes you wonder what kind of omen my freinds are :p
But that lead into various shenigans; we climbed up museum exibits, boiled in the sun, figurativley broke our knees at a trampoline park. the usual stuff you do in Denver. Anyway, a lot happened, especially the last day at denver but what really matters was that there were free pancakes at an art gallery. we absolutly ignore the goodbye to my old friends, my new friends, and the hell that is dealing with honda tire warranties.
Anywho'sits, bye Denver, hellow state that i dont remember(I had to google it, nebraska, it was nebraska). Now, for those that dont know, Denver has been on a critical fire warning for a few days now... and also on fire on and off for the last month. The reason for this was cause of the dryness and high winds.. now, those high winds span allllll the way to Missery. Which means my drive for 500 miles looked a little something like this:
Soooooo... cause of the late start, poor sleep, and my spectacular planning; I ended up spending the night in Nebraska city, Knee Brass k. I gotta say, the city is just like ShaaaMokinnnn, PA. A small town, a single street of things to do, and worst of all, the city goes to sleep as early as 9pm. The motel screamed blockbuster sketchy midnight drug deal but all in all, I was happy with it. Reasonably priced and in good condition, but it had the phenomina of hard and soft water. Nebraskas water is super soft which is nice, but it had a down side. It started with my hands feeling super slippery when washing my hands. I thought hey, maybe the soaps fancy, meteforical top hat and the vibe of you cant touch this. But then after the morning shower when i left for my next destination, i dont think it was the soap. afrter driving for a bit i noticed my hair felt a little... stuck, it was a similar feeling to someone dumping hair gel and it drying. So I have 1 of 3 theories. Either A. I mistook my conditioner for hair gel, unlikley but possible, i've done similar things before. B. soft water bad for my sensitive hard philly water ass. Or C. the motel had their water loaded with more chlorione than a public football sized swimming pool. It was a weird and slightly worrying experience, but about 12 hours later i think i still have my hair, we'll wait till the morning for confirmation on that part(I probably am not posting this the night i write it so asumme im bald or something).
But we move on, and as we refer to the title again, after 2 months in the closest thing to a desert outside of.. an actuall desert. driving back into the east, things are green, a very deep weird sunflower yellow kinda green. I find it weird even though i've been used to it my whole life but i wasnt as much of a fanof it as i was with yellow denver. It might just be the alure of danger with the midwests grass... just a spark away from a wildfire.
As we approach my air bnb, my original plan was to go to kansas city, Kansas for a month. But everyone I talked to asked me why and to not do it. Then one thing led to another on top of poor planning (the running theme of this trip). Even my GPS ignored Kansas entierly, and my airbnb being in missory, I instead went out of my way to drive into kansas across a bridge, then u turn right the fuck back...
Last fun bit of the day is my new living arrangements. I am now in a tiny house and boy is it tinier than I though but its also arranged way more compactly than i realized.. this is what happens when you dont look at your airbnb photos. But even Cap cant live in the living room. It is very nice though and im excited for the 3 day stay. On top of that, the owner of the tiny house is also pretty cool and i enjoyed talking with her (I say this of my own volition, there should be no reason to assume otherwise). But yeah, she's a woman from california, thats done a good amount of travel herself, away from the distrations of the news and the BS of the outside world (within reason at least) that now lives in bill cosby, missery. She can best be described as in the words of a drugged out Dan after getting his wisom teeth pulled out (and in her own words to a certain extent), "I'm a strong independant woman that dont need no man". She owns her own racetrack buisness, manages multiple properties, she takes care of her family, and has a lot of fun plans for the land that she has now. I got to hear a bit of her life story which was a tale fit for a book.
The place itself was super cheap and a really good value.
The utilities: It has a bonfire, coyotees howl in the distance, chickens run around and bicker, ducks get dragged into the chickens turf wars, the dogs are addorable, and barn cats... oh they're deadly im sure. and last but not least, a bag of hot pockets were provided at no extra charge and honestly that brings this place up to S tier.
The weather: It should be a fun 3 days assuming we dont freeze over the predicted freezeing monday night. It's a very nice change of pace after colorodos heat waves and of course, ITS FIRES. fun fact though, as the wind blows on the house, things shake ever so slightly that in some individuals it could cause motion sickness. for me though, i like to think of it as a cruise and i say bring it on ocean!!
And the lack of shower and a poop bag toilet: now thats priceless.
