The Travelogue series recounts a seventeen-day-long cross-country road trip I took at age 21 with two college friends. We started in Charlotte, NC, and ended up two weeks and 8,000 miles later in Los Angeles, CA. The following is taken verbatim from a handwritten journal I laboriously kept on the trip. Names have been changed, but the rest is absolute, 100%, unedited truth.
We are still in Pine, CO, at Brittany and Tyler’s.
Then they took us out on the course again to some different holes but they rent out the course every day to small groups so we definitely were intruding which was hilarious but Brittany and Tyler own the place so they can do literally whatever they want. I was maybe 4% better than I was yesterday but we did more of just hiking the course than anything so there wasn’t enough time to get too frustrated. It’s incredible how much you notice the altitude difference. It started to rain on us eventually so we went back to the house. It was a glorious day this morning though and we took in some incredible sights and got some good pics.
Then Brittany fed us leftover Thai and hummus and her homemade Gatorade for lunch which was incredible. Oh and cookies.
After lunch they took us down to a place called Georgetown which is a cute historic town where the railroad used to come through for all of the mines.
To get there we had to drive literally forever on this sketchy, only half paved road through the Guanella Pass. I was wiped so I napped a little bit until we pulled off at an overpass at the top. It was 45 degrees, covered in snow, and raining, so we didn’t stay long but it was beautiful.
We saw a bunch of deer, some mountain goats super up close and they were so cute, waterfalls, of course mountains, elk, buffalo. It was a great drive all in all, just pretty long.
The town was so cute but Brittany and Tyler wanted to take us to the train so we did that first but it was about a 40 min wait. Jess and I thought we were going to get to ride it so we were cool with it but quickly realized we were just there to watch it go by. So we were a little lolling but we filmed some pretty epic video. The train was cool, sure, but you know, a train.
Then it was raining so we didn’t get to walk around the town which was a bummer.
Drove down 1-70, a road I recognized from Breck through Idaho Spgs.
Went to Zoka’s, a restaurant in Pine they couldn’t stop talking about.
On the way there, pretty funny episode when we were starving and Samantha said something about eating people and somehow this morphed to the boob is the fattiest part of the body, Brittany overhears something about it, asks what we’re talking about, Samantha being Samantha answers, “We’re talking about eating Jessica’s boob.” Tyler comes in and asks what, Brittany tells him, cue hilarity and mortification.
Zoka’s is cute. There were quite the cast of characters. Amanda the hostess who was wearing a spaghetti strap dress with knee high fur boots, a couple of marijuana medicated Vietnam vets, a waiter who was called Dean because he is the Dean of the School of Getting High, and Brandon the gardener who was honestly kind of a jerk but dating Amanda and well spoken of. Oh and Elizabeth, a strange soul with a walker who just recently had a knee replacement and was out on a bar crawl with her very normal friend Stephanie. Dinner was split creole penne and fried fish, and the promised milk stout brownie. Good not great.
Then we came back and Tyler took us up to the top of the mountain they live on to see the view. There was an echo and everything. Could look down on the house and the course. Of course stunning views.
Then Brittany made us tea with a Shaklee fizzy because I sneezed. I think it was like Emergen-C. Watched Hopscotch. Pretty good but would honestly rather have gone to bed.
Now we’re in the garage with all the moths dive bombing us.