The 52nd State

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, all the cops have wooden legs...

15th February 2006

I‘m here in San Diego having made a long road trip with Meghan from Colarado on Sunday. It really does feel just like Perth, as I was told it would. This is because it’s around the same lattitude and is protected by hills, just like Perth. This means the climate is rather temperate instead of swinging between extremes. It also has similar humidity and pressure. All this, of course, makes it awesome.

So, on Friday Ben, Ester and I drove down to Colarado Springs to spend time with Ben’s brother Daniel, who is a Lt. Col in the US Air Force and teaches Biology at the Academy there. So we were escorted in to the secure Academy base and spent the night eating the first home cooked meal in quite some time. In the morning we went to the Garden of the Gods which really needs photos to be explained properly, but basically there are many beautiful rock structures. Think of Ayres rock cut up into little pieces and scattered everywhere. There’s also so great mountain views. Then we went back to the Academy and I was persuaded to fly the flight simulator that all cadets learn to fly on. I did fairly well, especially considering the amount Daniel played with my controls remotely to simulate problerms with the aircraft.

Then Sunday was the roadtrip with Meghan to San Diego. We left at around 7am with the back two seats as well as the boot packed solid with her stuff and my bags, as she is moving to San Diego and we conveniently combined the trips. There were also her two cats, which could not be left in their cages because they would freak out more than they already were, and would make noise constantly. So we left them roaming around the car, which was interesting at times as photos will show. I have scratches all over my body :/

It was a reasonably pleasant trip with much cool scenery. Yes, we drove past the Big Rock Candy Mountains and throuhg Las Vegas, though missed the Grand Canyon because the roads were closed. We finally arrived at around 2:30am after Meghan woke me up from a 40-mile nap “Nic, the interstate is gone!” What had happened was that there was some work done on some of the lanes so we got forced into an exit somehow. My awesome map skills got us there without too much trouble once we figured out what had happened.

We’ve basically just been chilling since we got here and dealing with a house that you can tell was populated only by guys Meghan has bought latex gloves and set about fixing this. It’s an awesome house though. And there is like 15lb each of hot dogs and mince in the freezer. What the hell? Now I have to work out how to get to Stockton tomorrow, if Portland is going to work, and how to deal with the fast exploding Seattle issue. Should all be good though, I hope.