Roadtrip Intermission

My first day of “summer” at home. I just realized that I went from winter break to summer vacation without a day of school in between. Soon I won’t even enjoy the concept of a real summer/winter break! Earlier I said that I had forgotten what my daily routine was. Now I remember – it consists of waking up to a foggy vision of my incredibly messy room, stressing about the many things I want to accomplish in a day, getting out of bed, and promptly turning on my laptop only to constantly revisit the same five sites over and over again. Naturally, none of my intended accomplishments come to fruition.

A day ago, I was roadtripping. Today I went to the library, watched 72 minutes of New York I Love You off of surfthechannel, and fell asleep on my living room couch after reading five pages. Oh, the life.

ONTD says that Katy Perry – CA Gurls broke the US airplay record for most plays in a week. I’m surprised Alejandro wasn’t a contender, considering how every time we ever turned on the car radio, that damn song would play.

I was afraid I might catch the travelbug after the roadtrip, but I don’t think I have. I don’t really want to travel anywhere in particular, but I just want to do things. After seeing the various hobbies and talents other people in the nation have, beyond the incredible ability to study, my life feels so worthless. If I had to throw out my talent cards onto a table, all I have is beginner level surfing, beginner level rock climbing, expert level celebrity gossip, and veteran-but-unspectacular blogger. What else can I dooooooooo

I will percolate on future potential hobbies more. But for now, my 56 minutes is up and I can resume watching the next 72 minutes of New York I Love You.

A life, far far away
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Roadtrip Day 35: Home

I’m not quite sure how I have 35 days of roadtripping when I left Arcadia on May 28th. Somehow I’ve added three days to this roadtrip!

We left Tempe around 11, after eating yesterday’s Greek leftovers for breakfast. Our host made us espressos which were insanely delicious. She works from home, making websites, so every morning she makes herself some sort of caffeinated drink. And around 5pm, when the sunlight hits just right, she’ll put up her disco ball and sits back to enjoy the reflected light. I spent much of the morning taking pictures of their cute home. One of the housemates works at Urban Outfitters, another at Anthropolgie, and our host is really stylish as well. Even though we knew them for a very short time, you can tell that their personalities REALLY fit the stores they worked at.

Better than Starbucks

We ate at In N Out after hitting the CA border. Kristen was like, “what is that? Fog or smog? Is that smog?!” It’s unbelievable how grey the skies are here. I’ve grown accustomed to completely blue skies! She also seemed very overwhelmed by the asianness of Andria’s city, Rowland Heights. “That entire sign has characters on it!” We slowly dropped each other off – I was second to get home after Andria. Sadness! It’s so weird to think that tomorrow I am going to wake up in my own home … and then stay there.

The roadtrip officially ends for me July 1st when I arrive back in Burbank at 4:35

Roadtrip Day 34: Tempe, AZ

We’re staying at our final couchsurfing home in Tempe, AZ! In less than 24 hours, I will be sitting back at home in Arcadia. I can’t really remember how I ran my life a month ago, before I was spending most of my time in a rental car or a stranger’s home. I don’t really want the roadtrip to end, but I don’t know how long I’d want to continue travelling either. I won’t really feel like the roadtrip has ended until I’ve flown back from Sacramento on July 1st though. THEN I will begin studying for the next CPA parts and working off all this excess fat.

The past two days seem to have been more driving than actual activity. We woke up super early yet again, around 6:30 in our glamorous motel room. Free continental breakfast! Consisting of toast, corn flakes, and danishes. Then onwards to White Sands!

Sledding down White Sands

White Sands was pretty cool – I knew nothing about it and was impressed. The sand is super soft in some areas. The dunes are high and steep and it was a hard workout just to climb up the hill. It was incredibly hot, even though we had woken super early just to get there before the sun got too high. So we didn’t sled TOO much but still enough to feel satisfied. Tons of jumping pics though. Finally I’ve learned how to properly jump.

At first, the reward was not worth the effort

Then we went to Pepper Pot Restaurant in Hatch, NM, which was a restaurant featured on No Boundaries. I can’t say I’m too impressed with the restaurants on that show. It was decent but not great. Then I got a reese’s shake from a nearby restaurant, which was tasty.

We arrived in AZ around 5pm. Tempe is where one of the ASU campuses is located, and it’s about 15 min from Phoenix. We didn’t go into Phoenix – we were going to go to a bar but we were all so pooped that we’ve just been sitting in the living room. Late night crochet was a suggestion, but I guess we didn’t do that either. Our host is another talented, artsy person. She has the hugest collection of Vogue/Nylon/Domino/Lulu magazines. I could happily sit in this living room for days, just flipping through all these style magazines. There are little toys everywhere and cutesy stuff and garment racks hanging full of clothes. Of course, the place is huge and they pay far less than we paid in Berkeley – what else is new.

At long last, I learned how to jump!

Roadtrip Day 33: somewhere random, New Mexico

Kristen: my arms are really sore
Me: probably from swimming yesterday
Kristen: yeah, but only my right arm is sore
Andria: maybe because your left arm was holding your beer

Today could have turned out either with

Watching the bats leave Carlsbad Caverns at dusk

or

Watching a concert under the full moon of White Sands

Instead, here we are

Eating Sonics ice cream in the parking lot

Sonics actually did make the night really great. We’re currently staying at a random motel, the first one we found that’s near White Sands. But I don’t know if anything is really all that random when you have the use of a GPS. Today we woke up the earliest yet, 6am. We had to wake up super early to make it to the natural entrance of Carlsbad Caverns before it closed at 3:30. The 7hr drive through Texas is the worst ever. Meals today weren’t that great: subway, dairy queen, and food from Carlsbad Caverns. But I can’t say we could have found much better in West Texas.

We got to the caverns around 2:30 and took the hike down. I love the temperature down there! But there is just no way to take good pictures. You either get great pictures of people with completely black backgrounds, or fuzzy pictures with people’s faces shrouded in darkness.

Everything looks the same after a while

We ended up not seeing the bat flight because they cancelled it since a lightning storm was rolling in. It did not. The rangers at Carlsbad Caverns are way too cautious. Then we called White Sands and found out that they have a full moon concert tonight, but we wouldn’t have made it in time. Sadness! I checked my tourbook and it did say the best times to view White Sands are at sunrise and under the light of a full moon, but I only remembered the “sunrise” part. If only I had paid more attention in Astro C10, maybe I would have realized we were in New Mexico right during a full moon!

We are only staying in one more place, Phoenix, and then I’m back in Arcadia! Tonight we’re in a random motel we found off the highway, which is pretty roadtrip-y. Kristen was able to bargain from $50 to $46. The place has a fridge, wire hangers, and a tv! We’re living the life.

Roadtrip Day 31/32: Austin, TX

We haven’t deviated much from our beginning itinerary, besides the extra ten hours in Norfolk and staying in Mobile instead of Montgomery. But finally – a last minute change! We planned to stay in Austin for one night, and about ten minutes into the city, we decided we’d take out a day of Phoenix and throw in an extra day of Austin. Well deserved, because one day would not have been enough to cover this city.

We’re staying with a super cute early 30’s couple that Kristen met while on a tour of the Galapagos Islands. They clearly adore each other and it is fun just to watch them. They handed us enough activities to fill two days, which has left me fairly exhausted. Many of their activities are geared towards drinking. We went to five places yesterday, four of which were primarily to drink.

Austin from Mt. Bonnell (less of a mountain, more of a staircase)

We ate at Hula Hut which had really good chips and salsa. Real estate is no issue in the state of Texas, so all the restaurants are just HUGE. Hula Hut would probably be considered a beer garden in CA, but here, it’s just a restaurant. There’s a huge indoor space, then tons of outdoor seating in grass. It’s alongside Lake Austin (which looks like a river but is actually just the outflow from a dam) and people will just ride up in their private boats, stop at the restaurant’s dock, and then walk up for a beer (or be poor and just drive in their giant SUVs).

University of Texas

Drinking culture in Texas: we went to Salt Lick today (which was highly recommended by many people) and everyone had their own coolers of beer. We unclassily brought a cardboard case of Tecate. People in Texas often use cozys, which are kind of like rubber foamy holders for cold drinks. I’d seen them before, but never in use. But it seems like tons of people use them here, because it’s so hot that beer turns warm really quickly. Genius!

Whenever we tell people where we’re headed, the two cities that create the most excitement are New Orleans and Austin. Austin is sort of like a secret that only the cool kids know. Who would think that some city in Texas would be that great? It turns out that Austin is supposedly the Berkeley of Texas, which I can understand. It is relatively liberal, compared to other Texas cities, and is a college town, so lots of drinking. Austin is also one of the most fit cities, which was made very clear to us when we went out to explore 6th St (a street lined with bars, less classy and cheaper than 4th St).

Bar culture: Coming from CA, I expect nightlife to go hand in hand with a lot of driving, a lot of money, and a lot of waiting. But after New Orleans and Austin, I see that that doesn’t happen everywhere. In both cities, we just walked up and down three or four blocks that consisted only of bars. People stand outside, not to bounce you, but they call out at you to come in! And drinks are SO cheap. Beers and mixed drinks were only $2 and we even passed by a place with 50 cent wells. FIFTY CENTS. How do these places even make money!?

So many people waiting in line even 30 minutes before closing

Today we did maybe my favorite activity of the roadtrip yet: we went tubing down the Guadalupe River! This is basically like rafting, but instead of a raft you get your individual tubey (like those donut shaped floaty devices people use in pools). SOOOO fun. We bought two cases of beer, filled our cooler with 17 of them and a bag of ice, and then set off. Our trip was marked for 4.5  hours but somehow, we were out on the water for freaking six hours. I am now very relaxed, but super brown. I fear someone is going to ask for my papers when we’re in Arizona.

Tubing with a heini

I was the least scratched up of the four – only a small cut on my foot from kicking a rock while trying to paddle. Oddly, a few things I learned from surfing came in handy! Tubing is awesome and way cheaper than rafting or kayaking ($15 total cost). But I don’t think they have this in CA and certainly not in LA. Too bad – it was perfect weather today, not too hot and no thunderstorms, blue skies, and it was a weekday so not that many people. <3!

We’re supposed to wake up tomorrow at 6am and drive to Carlsbad Caverns by 2pm. We’re going to blow past West Texas, which is supposedly the dumps. My tourbook said “if there is ever a place you want to pack your own meal, West Texas is the place to do it.” Bye Texas!

Roadtrip Day 30: Houston, TX

I added a few pictures to New Orleans! If you are interested…

We left New Orleans in the morning, had a breakfast of beignets (except I went to buy a biscuit and pecan pie because I don’t love beignets that much), then set off for Houston, TX. I drove the second half of the drive, and had to go through another huge thunderstorm. I think I might have hydroplaned three times, because my steering wheel went back and forth really quickly and a light came on my dash. But I didn’t swerve off the road as one would expect after watching 27 dresses. I sort of just stayed going straight somehow and then regained control after a few seconds. But I’m hoping that as we move further west, these random thunderstorms will cease.

You can't tell how tightly I am gripping the wheel

We’re staying at Christina’s aunt/uncle’s house right now. It is huge and feels comfortably Asian HAHA They took us out to eat sushi where I accidentally ordered a ton of sushi, but ate it all disturbingly easily. The sushi here is amazing – huge slices of nigiri and melt-in-your-mouth quality. They showed us around Kemah Boardwalk, which they said is one of the few things you can do in Houston. I believe it. There are so many oil plants around – the ugly never ends when you drive through Texas. Tomorrow we’re going onward to Austin! It’s meat time.

I can identify 8/9 of these!

I can’t stop scratching at my bug bites. I count 18 itchy spots, but there are a few more that are red but not itchy. I finally washed my hair today, after two gross days where we lived in a house with only a bathtub. I resorted to emptying my plastic toiletry bag and using that to dump water on myself, one limb at a time. As Kristen said earlier today, “I just want to have water hitting my entire body at a single moment.”

Houston's cool! Admittedly, we were out for a total of four hours

Roadtrip Day 28/29: New Orleans, LA

I wrote this on notepad when we didn’t have internet at our NO host’s house on Tuesday morning. We’re in Houston, TX now and my super gorgeous orange camera has arrived! ARGH but I didn’t read the terms and conditions and I didn’t get the memory card because I didn’t add it to the shopping cart. How am I to take pictures with no memory card?! 😦

We’re in New Orleans right now. Once again, the Rain Rule has prevailed, and it went from sunny to thunderstorms on the day we wanted to roam around. The good thing is that it only lasted a few hours, so the rest of the day was cooler. Exploring New Orleans is exhausting because you can do the full day of adventure, but by the time 8:00 pm rolls around, instead of resting, it’s time to start going out drinking.

Yesterday we started around the French Market area, which turned out to be a little too far east from the main touristy area. So my first impressions of NO were: kitschy, run-down, empty. We ate good food at Coops though (a place recommended by a friendly drunk man in a Chicago bar) – I got red beans and rice and got to sample pasta jambalaya and rice jambalaya with rabbit. So good!

New Orleans skyline from the Canal-Algiers ferry

We drove towards our host’s house, and that’s when we saw the actual French Quarter. That was when I realized how overwhelming NO is. We walked around later at night, and it was RIDICULOUS. It was a Monday night, but there were people EVERYWHERE and bars seemed endless, no matter how far we walked/drove. And there is live music everywhere you go and awesome street performers and people trashed when it’s only 7pm. It’s so weird to be able to choose bars based on whether you like the live music or not – there are so many to choose from! AND you can walk around with drinks on the streets, which is awesome when you want to leave a place and haven’t finished your drink yet. No more killing time until the last person finishes. Just take the drink with you and head out!

Random brass band playing BSB in Jackson Square

We’ve eaten everything we wanted to try in NO, AND all at highly recommended places! So foodwise, super successful! Coops for general Cajun food, Felix’s for oysters (char grilled is amazing but so were the raw), Cafe du Monde for beignets of course, Jimmy’s for poboys (we got crabcake and chicken salad and both were delicious), Central Grocery for muffelettas (not my favorite sandwich of NO but I’m glad to have tried it), and later tonight, Mother’s (for the best bread pudding ever).

None of us knew that bananas fosters was a NO thing, but we saw recipe postcards for it, so Andria texts google “where can I eat bananas fosters in NO?” and it texts back three places. Of the three, only one was open, and only open for 16 more minutes. So we drive over to The Palace Cafe, Andria and I jump out and get seats, Kristen and Christina finally park and come running in, and it turns out that they prepare it in front of us. The place is really classy, but there we are in sweaty clothes and flipflops, and when the server sets down the plate, we all attack it, some of us not even in our seats. We were by far the least classy group of customers that restaurant has ever seen.

The carnage

We explored Bourbon St, which was ridiculous and I took a 2 minute video of us walking down. It’s like Vegas but trashier, but still very cool culturally because every two bars has another live band. I think we’ve gone up and down Decatur quite a number of times (the main touristy street), Escalade twice (where we once watched a burlesque show) and Royal twice (the gallery street). We attempted to go down the cool part of Magazine St but missed it by about thirty blocks. But at least we got to see Audobon Park, and saw some really awesome houses! I love how we always find time to go through residential areas – it’s a great way to get a vibe for a place, and I’ve realized how different architecture is in different areas.

We rode the St. Charlie streetcar, not all the way down but quite a way. It’s $1.25 and they’re very easy to understand and convenient. It just goes in two directions along St. Charlie street, in the median between car lanes. The tracks are a little grassy, so we saw people running down the streetcar tracks, which seems really awesome. Along the path, you could also see tons of Mardi Gras necklaces thrown onto electrical wires and trees, and it was a super cool sight.

New Orleans is the most overwhelming place I’ve ever been to, even more than New York. There is just SO much going on, and it was only a Monday night yesterday during a time when tourism supposedly dropped. So I can’t even fathom how crazy this place is during Mardi Gras. Tomorrow we’re heading to Houston, the place where Laura says ‘if you are in Houston, LEAVE IMMEDIATELY. There is NOTHING there’. HAHA This trip is almost over! I can’t believe it.

Royal St at night

I got a call from my future company today and my official start date is October 11th! So that’s an entire month later than I expected. What should I do/where should I go? I still sort of want to live in Seattle for a month, maybe I should go back to SD for a month and take up surfing again? Maybe Chicago when it’s less humid? Suggestions!

People we’ve met

I really should have done this each day, but … here’s my attempt

Salt Lake City:

Zak: Our host who lived with two other guys I no longer remember the names of. They were the first people I’d ever met through couchsurfing. What are the typical couchsurfers? Liberal, pot smoking, beer drinking travellers. Surprisingly, our host was not mormon, but one of his aptmates was an ex-mormon. He didn’t seem too keen on elaborating about his past mormon life

Omaha:

Rayelle: Our host who was really pretty and artistic and creative. She’s the only girl in a house full of guys. I could tell that all the homey touches were her doing – like cute soap bars or towels in the bathroom and the paint colors on the wall
Chad: Rayelle’s boyfriend who plays guitar really well. They live across from each other in adjacent rooms and seem like a good fit for each other
Carmen: The insanely good singer/guitar player. I’ve heard so many people play music during this roadtrip, but she’s still my favorite, maybe because she played so many songs that I love. She has never really left Omaha and seemed really amazed by our roadtrip plan

Chicago:

Peeps: Well this is dangerous because I think she might be reading this blog. HAHA I have absolutely nothing bad to say about her. Kristen says she is REALLY great with eyemakeup and I wish I could learn from her. She’s an archaeologist and has gone on a few digs in faraway countries and is living an awesome life doing something she really loves. She also makes delicious paella
Kevin: Peeps’ boyfriend! Who was super nice. And ALSO an archaeologist!

Mansfield:

Antoinette: So far, she’s the person I connected with the most. I don’t think I will meet someone else who I will talk to as much/freely as I did with her. As I mentioned, she has done SO many things that are completely unrelated to each other. She’s really good at telling stories, which is how I was able to stay up until 4am on both nights talking to her. She might go on tour with a band called Company of Thieves, which is a band I actually already knew! Her mom worked at CBS, starting as a secretary then working herself up to becoming a producer. She would visit her mom at work, and would sometimes be babysat by people like Vanna White.
Zac: Antoinette’s best friend who is studying permaculture and I think he would make a ton of money if he moved to NorCal and opened a well-run business. He lives on the 10acre plot of land and is just incredibly knowledgable about sustainability. He is also super hilarious and tells great stories. Zac and Antoinette met one day and that same day, decided to go on a roadtrip together through Pennsylvania for several days.
Leah: Zac’s girlfriend who is a great singer, trained in opera. She works as a cook in a French restaurant and made us amazing stirfry
Sarah: Antoinette’s housemate who let us stay in her room. She is a great percussionist

Harrisburg:

Andrew and Becky: Our hosts who are a couple and just seem like the picture perfect couple. As Kristen said, “they are exactly where I want to be a few years in the future.” They’ve travelled together a lot. Both had jobs out of college that they quit to pursue things they were really interested in. Andrew did something along the lines of consulting before quitting to brew beer. Becky now works at a nonprofit. She is also a great cook and made us hummus and bread from scratch and cake and something else amazing

New York:

David: Leneve’s high school friend who very kindly let two complete strangers stay in his home. He currently works for teach for america and clearly hates it.
Leneve’s two brothers and her oldest brother’s girlfriend:
Again, super nice to let complete strangers stay in the home they just started renting, seriously a day before we got there

Norfolk:

Jay: Our host who is going to live in South America for a job doing something I’ve forgotten. But he was interesting because he’s travelled a lot, but he does it while knowing exactly what he’s doing in the future. He has incredibly voluminous hair. He also cooked some sort of rice dish for us that was incredibly delicious
Tatum: Jay’s fiance (they got engaged a week before we arrived) who is super nice and creates collage art, sometimes of found objects, sometimes of magazine cutouts
Will: One of their many friends we met, but we got to know him a little better because he took us around his undergrad, William & Mary. He might be the craziest person we’ve met so far – we’re all pretty certain he’s bipolar

Chapel Hill:

Bonnie: Leneve’s high school friend who very kindly let us stay at her boyfriend’s place, since her place wasn’t large enough for all of us. She did what I did my freshman/sophomore year of college, which was taking people to restaurants I’d only heard were delicious but had not actually eaten at.

Savannah:

Wade: Our host who is going to make some woman out there incredibly happy. He’s like a piano genius – he’s only played for two years but is insanely good at it and composes his own stuff. He is also the man behind the cleanliness of the house. AND before we left, he made us each chocolate muffins using leftover pancake batter and it was insanely good. His story telling skills could use a little work though…
(Hobo) Jon: Our host’s housemate who was super nice and tells pretty good stories. The way he moved into the house: he crashed there for a weekend … and then the next … and then the next, and finally Wade was like “so … where do you plan on going” and he was like “actually I was sort of thinking of just staying here.” Seems like they turned out ok

Roadtrip Day 27: Mobile, AL

Why are we in Mobile, AL? We initially planned to stay in Montgomery, AL but I researched it before we left and found out that nothing is open in Alabama on a Sunday. So when we started couchsurfing, we would ask our more well-traveled hosts where we could go in Alabama, and everyone seemed super enthusiastic about Mobile. It is at the southeastern point of Alabama, fairly close to the water. Apparently we have gone even further south than the Deep South, so people aren’t the stereotypical crazy South that we imagine. I really think it’s the fresh ocean air that keeps people … normal.

Today was one of the longer drives, we left Savannah around 10am, drove to Montgomery, then arrived in Mobile around 6pm. So it was about nine hours of pure driving (including the time zone changes, which are terrible now that we are going east to west). Montgomery was practically deserted, I’m assuming because everyone is at church. Honestly, there was barely anyone on the streets. We had planned to go to a great pie place called Martin’s Restaurant, but it literally closed the minute we got there. At 1:45pm! Sadness

So we had no idea what else there was in Montgomery, so Christina and I walked across the parking lot and asked the first person we saw where would be a good place to eat. The lady was with her daughter and she was SOOO nice and friendly and helpful! She gave a few suggestions, and I told her we were willing to drive and we were from CA so we were looking for more Southern food and after a few minutes she suddenly remembered a place called Jim N Nick’s and was insanely enthusiastic about it. The way she said it, it sounded like “jimmyneeks!”

Cheese biscuits were ridiculously good

The restaurant smelled insanely good, but the portions weren’t that great. Actually, the portions were perfect to fill up a normal human, but I went in expecting heart attack inducing portions. I had researched and supposedly a good place to go was “Old Alabama Town” so we entered it into the GPS and found … absolutely nothing. Literally there was nothing there, just boring deserted looking buildings. We ended up finding a random businessy area with fountains and just splashed around in there. No, they were not the type of fountains people are supposed to go in. But there wasn’t anyone on the streets and it was 96 degrees so who cares.

Standing in a random fountain. Go Montgomery

Then we continued to Mobile and our host’s friend cooked a crazy delicious meal for us! I need to reevaluate my presumptions of male cleanliness because our last host, our current host, and our current host’s friend all live in extremely clean homes. Our dinner was … chicken with some sort of sage sauce, potatoes with cheese and other stuff, and roasted broccoli and caulifower. SOO good! Then we went out to drink in a Mobile bar where we had a $18 bill for 7 people. My pint was $2. Ridiculous!

I realized that I don’t really write the names of people we meet! Which is unfortunate because I’ve already forgotten so many names and all the people we’ve met have been so interesting 😦

Josh: Our host who majored in naval architecture and went to an undergrad with 90 students. He travels a LOT for his job and basically inspects giant ships and makes sure they’re good to go. He can basically work anywhere because essentially every country has a port. The only state he hasn’t been to is Missouri. He’s dating someone he met in college and she works the same job but in China, so they see each other about four times a year

Sergio: Our host’s friend who cooked for us! He works for the US Wildlife service or something, and basically helps people restore their private residences to wildlife habitats.

Seamus: He worked for ten years at a job he hated from day one, and then one day he decides to quit his job, throw whatever he can into his car, and travel. He’s been on the road for about 3 months and has covered mainly the South. He’s also headed to New Orleans next, so he gave us his number and we’ll meet each other in New Orleans, which is where we’re going tomorrow…

Roadtrip Day 26: Savannah, GA

I just ordered another camera online, and it is supposed to ship to Christina’s aunt’s house in Houston. I purchased it for the same price as the one I lost, $150, EXCEPT for some reason there was no tax and my purchase includes a 4gb memory card. AND, now my camera will be ORANGE! I LOVEEE orange! I just wish I hadn’t lost my VA pics, but the only pic I’m really sad about losing was of our GPS when we were driving under the Atlantic Ocean.

Today was the hottest day ever – according to the car it was 96 degrees around noon. We basically went from shaded area to shaded area, but in general, it wasn’t THATTT bad. There’s AC everywhere! I shared bread pudding with Andria for breakfast, then for lunch the four of us went to Huey’s and shared shrimp and grits and a muffaletta sandwich. SOOO good and perfectly proportioned for sharing. I noticed that only black workers were in the kitchen, whereas all the white workers were the face of the restaurant. And all the customers in the restaurant were white, except for us three Asians. Lately I catch a lot of people staring at us, but I don’t know if it’s just a southern thing, if it’s because we’re the only asians around, or if we just look very different for other reasons.

Honey Tasting at The Savannah Bee Company

It was a pretty packed day. We walked down River St which has lots of cute stores and tons of historical stuff. Savannah is huge on historical buildings. We went to a crazy cute honey store, took a ferry around the river, walked around a huge plantation, although it wasn’t so much a plantation than a 500acre piece of land, drove through a “haunted” cemetery until the groundskeeper reminded us it was past closing time, went to Target, walked around another beautiful residential area, bought pizza and ate it in a park, and finally returned home.

Spanish Moss everywhere! This is the entrance of the plantation

Tomorrow we’re going on a 9hr drive through Montgomery and ending in Mobile, Alabama. More than one person told us that Mobile is a cool place, so we switched to staying there. We’re all hoping (kind of sadly) that the oil spill has hit the coast of Alabama, but I’m not so sure because Mobile is at the most northern point of the Gulf Coast, and I don’t know if oil has gone that far. We looked it up and a high estimate (that I suspect will end up being an average amount) is that 60,000 barrels are leaking per day into the ocean, and each barrel is 42 gallons, so 2,520,000 gallons of oil leak into the ocean EACH day. That is insane.

What can I say about Savannah? I realized that I don’t share my thoughts about a city, and now it’s all starting to meld together. So we are staying in a part of Savannah that looks like a lot of other suburban areas in the US. We also drove through an area that looked stereotypically Southern, with old people sitting outside on rockers just staring out into the street. We walked through really gorgeous streets with huge Southern mansions. I love how throughout this roadtrip we’ve been able to stay in houses in the area and walk around the rich areas, so we get a good idea of the place as a whole.

Along Gaston St.

Women dress quite well in Savannah, a lot of cute flowery dresses and thankfully, not the ugly maxi dresses. There are tons of little squares at different street corners, I think Christina counted 26. Parking is free on the weekends. It’s hard to tell whether people in Savannah are tourists or residents, because a lot of them have the aura of tourists but I can’t imagine THAT many people go out to see Savannah. I have tons of bug bites, three on my left foot alone. Why they find my left foot so tasty, I have no idea. I have yet to catch a bug in the process of biting me, but if I ever do, I will take huge pleasure in squishing it to its death.