Thursday, February 10, 2011
Stuck in the Mojave
Fortunately, the truck started up again after we waited an hour or so for the engine to cool off. Before long, we were in Los Angeles. A couple of days later, after unpacking Allan's metric whammoload of stuff, we dropped off the U-Haul.
"Where did y'all come down from?" asked the U-Haul guy.
"Edmonton," Allan said.
"That shore is a lawgn draave," drawled the U-Haul guy.
Long drive or not, I'm glad we made it through the desert. For a while there, I was imagining us as skeletons, sprawled out in the scrub, reaching for salvation, bones bleached the colour of iPod boxes.