El ciudad de panama es no bueno.

This place blows. In fact this is the only picture your getting:


Thanks for nothing Joe. Well not nothing. I wasted bout 100 miles, $100, and about 3 hours. So yeah, thanks.

Movin on.....

Laissez Faire

Sadly, I have left Louisiana. New Orleans is an amazing city with amazing people. I can't even really write about it because words cannot represent the experience I had. Plus, the majority of it is clouded by a bloody mary, Abita fueled haze. However I do have to thank those that made my time in the Crescent City so fucking fantastic.

Firstly, these two. She for taking care of my most prized possession, Jonah Kitty. He for having the good sense to date her.


This women for being beautiful and amazing:


This guy for getting me home safe:


This guy for showing me art and having an awesome tattoo. Can't post the tattoo. Its naughty.


These guys for bringing the funk.


This for being super delicious. Especially the strawberry.

These two for being fellow travelers:


These two for being funny and cool:


This guy for being sweet and keeping me company through my hangover:


Special thanks go to this guy for saving me from myself, for driving me around the city, for taking me out for good times, for treating me to beer and good food and introducing me to good people. Travel far and travel well my favorite Viking. Please visit his corner of the interweb at iamdave.com.



Super special thanks go to this guy. For being this guy and not that guy for a change. For sharing with me his house, his dog, his futon, his coffee, his Ralph Nader, his city, and his friends. For feeding me fabulous local cuisine and knowing where to get the best of everything. For teaching me nothing about local history. For supplying the road beers and buying the bar beers. For not minding that I showed up a day early and left a day late. For taking time off of work to do it all. For having a wonderful sister. For being a fellow traveler. For making me laugh all week long. There is a couch covered in cat hair waiting for you in Oakland. Live well my good friend.

In case you were wondering if I am having a good time....

duh.

More pics of New Orleans

Blue Dog

Catherdral

Drive-through Daiquiri!!!!

Awesome:

This is Charlie the bar kitty at Checkpoint Charlies:

Fried pickles. Genius.
Okay, so this a burger with a fried mozzarella patty on top. YUM!!!

So he says "I'm afraid you have scabies in your eye."

Just one many interesting bar conversations I have had since I've been here in New Orleans. And now the bars:

To busy for words

But here is some art from New Orleans.

Dear Justin

Meat Curtain shows me Austin

First of all, this is why his nickname is Meat Curtain:


Not because he is a vagina. He is not.

I spent a day in Del Rio, TX at MC's house. Highlights include him teaching me to play chess (I suck), buying beer at a Drive Through Liquor Store, and going to a couple of house parties. Never made it to Acuna, the border town on the other side of the border. Guess this will only be a trip spanning two nations, not three. From what I hear, I didn't miss much.

We then drove to Austin on Saturday. Wonderful city. In fact, better than San Francisco. Not as good as Oakland. I would live there except that its in the middle of Texas. I would imagine its a great place to go to college. I am now secretly a Longhorns fan. Don't tell. Had fish and chips in one of those Irish pubs built in Ireland and then transplanted to the U.S. Went to the capitol building. Very cool. Designed after the U.S. capitol except apparently they had to make it bigger. We did th 6th street music thing that night and saw four great bands and one crappy one. The best one being Los Super Avengers.

The next day I went to the Innerspace Caverns. It was mostly to get out of the heat, but very enjoyable nonetheless. Went out to dinner in Austin's warehouse district. Parked under a tree. Jolene got the wrath of birds (see below). Camped that night outside of the city at McKinney Falls State Park. Not so great. I had to park really far from the campsite. I managed to haul everything down in two trips. I chose to set up camp after the sun went down because of the heat. I go to put my new lantern together and there were no mantles included. Had to set up camp with only a flashlight. Oh well.

Thanks to Meat Curtain and the city of Austin. Good times.

For all my fans

"The disappearance of the semicolon in Eastern France is absolutely dramatic,"

Blogger no longer a bee-yotch!!!

I thought Jolene had run away from me!!!



Oh but wait. There she is. Silly Jolene.




This is what Western Texas looks like. All day long.




Um....



Sweet Restored Firebird at the Border Patrol Museum in El Paso.



Fuck you Gnome!



This is what Texas looks like. All night long.