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My Journey pt. 5
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My Journey pt. 5 We chose the Super 8 because it seemed to be the best of what was near and available. 30 minutes, or so, into waiting to be checked in was when I figured we probably could have done better. Actually, I got worried when I saw the lobby to the place. It looked nothing like the lobby in the other couple of Super 8's I had stayed in before. I guess you can judge a book by its cover sometimes. After what seemed to be over an hour of waiting, even though noone was in line when we got there, she finally got us checked in. I dont really blame the front desk girl, we just happen to be there on her first day at this location. She was annoyingly cheerful though. I do blame her for that. We got the keys and headed up. The room didnt look as bad as I expected. As long as the shower pressure was good and the bed was clean, I could make it...so I thought. It never occured to me that the heat wouldn't work or that the height of the picture on the t.v. screen would be about 1/8 of an inch tall. Yes, the picture was basicly a straight line. In order to not add to the negative energy that was building, I decided I was ok with trying to stick it out. My journey-mate, we will call her 'N', made the good choice to call down and get a room change. It would take a while for her to come up, of course, so 'N' got a shower in during the wait. My devious mind went to work after a couple of beers, so I planned for us to be fuckin' when the front desk girl knocked...and we were. She left the room next to us opened by flipping the latch. We started moving stuff over without finishing our fuck session. After we were all in, I was finally able to relax. I was getting ready to take a long wash-away-the-day shower, when 'N' wanted to show me something on youtube. Without going into to much detail, she wanted to show me a guy who is a symbol for the major source of unhappiness in her life. I didnt want to see him and I didnt get why she wanted to show him to me. After she asked a couple more times, I decided to look briefly at her computer screen. It had the affect that I knew it would, no positive addition to the vibe of things. I wondered, and I'm pretty sure I asked her out loud, why she would allow him to join her/us on this wonderful experience. It would be like me looking up my ex on FB and stiriing up that old pain and anger. She got my point and turned him off. After a good shower, we went back to our routine. I got my drink on, we got our fuck on. I dont remember the details. I do know it was pretty good. I also remember that this was the first night she asked me to fuck her in the ass. I didn't do it. We would go there when I was ready. We finished fucking and I got a decent sleep. When I woke up the next morning and 'N' was going through the phone book. She found the number she was looking for and called it. I could tell from the conversation that she was talking to old friends she hadn't seen in a long time. She offered to take them out for breakfast but the person on the other end invited us to come to their home instead. I remember thinking that I would rather eat at a restaurant than at a stranger's house. I kept that to myself. I erased that thought when she told me that the husband was in a wheelchair. He wasnt in one the last time she saw them. We got all packed and started to head over using the directions 'N' was given. I got the back story during the drive over. This was a couple she was friends with and hadn't seen, and I think even talk to, in 25 years! They were really good friends, she even lived with them for a spell. My need to stop the ride the night before put us in position for her to have this reunion. Her remebering that they lived near where we were made the reunion happen. We found their house, after a few wrong turns. I felt at ease as soon as I stepped in. I hate to say this, but people in wheelchairs make me uneasy sometimes. Not that I think they are inferior in any way, I just feel bad for someone who cant walk. I didnt feel uneasy at all around 'H' (thats what I will call him). His energy was very strong...probably stronger than mine. 'w' was an attractive older woman, who I swear had a familiar vibe about her. I could tell she was wickedly sexy back in her day. The meal was alsmot completely ready when we got there. I still didnt know what to expect in that regard, but I was ready to eat. I'm so! glad we didn't go out to eat. We had a southwestern like brunch: fried eggs with cheese, some kind of beans, potatoes, juice. I dont care if I sound corny, but aside from the food tasting very good, I could feel the positve energy in it. It was like a white version of soul food, but a healthier for you version. I was my usual well mannerd self, but I wasn't shy about eating seconds and maybe thirds. They were drinking coffee with some sort of chocolate in it. I passed on it earlier, it didnt look like it would be as good as Starbuck's, but decided to try it because eveything else was so good. Of course it was delicious too. My only regret about the food was that I didnt have any of the fruit salad. As I got to know 'H' and 'w' something pretty amazing came up. 'w' was from St. Louis and grew up in University City, an area that I frequent often. Actually, she was going back there in the coming weeks to see her family. This officially made this stop seem like a chapter form 'The Celestine Prophecy', one of the things in my profile that made 'N' contact me in the first place. I also learned what a compost was and saw my first one. We stayed there for a good while. It was a soul soothing stop on the trip. We talked, they relived and caught up, we took pictures together. I saw family pictures and pictures of the 3 of them from 25-30 years ago. The conversations were evrything from lighthearted to pretty emotional and serious. I fit in like I had been a part of the group for years. At least that how they all made me feel. It was time for us to hit it. We got directions, said our goodbyes and hit the road. We wanted to really get some miles in during this stretch. Right now I only remeber it being smooth sailing until it was dark and we got near or just pass the Oregon/California border. My hyper sensitivity to my surroundings was still there. Maybe even moreso. It started to rain and we hit a wicked strecth of moutain driving. I might have handled it better if it was daytime and not raining, but I was way nervous going up and down those moutains. The number of 18 wheelers with their hazards on while driving slowly in the far right lane didnt help my mental state. Neither did the signs to watch out for bears. Bears!! Shit, now I'm picturing a bear jumping from a mountain and landing on or in front of the car. 'N's driving was not the problem...she handle the highways well. After what seemed to be many hours, we got into California. Seeing buildings with the mountains, instead of just mountains, took away alot of anxiety. We stopped at a gas station. I asked one of the two 20ish looking young ladies for directions to something. The way she gazed at me, I'm guessing she had never seen a black man from St Louis before. After grabbing some refreshments, we continued southwest.  |
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Sorry mel and everyone else who has been waiting. I like to have a clear head when I write this and I have had alot of life changing things going on for a while. Things have settled a bit so I'm pretty sure it wont take nearly as long for part 6. As for if we took Highway 1...I guess you will have to wait and see. 
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I wont leave you hanging that long again bubbles. Btw everyone, that's supposed to be 'one eighth of an inch' in paragraph two...not a white guy's penis. lol
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I will get for you asap ms. sugar
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The way you write just draws me in...very interesting
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I appreciate that 318. Thank you.
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STL, you have a devious mind??? Would never had thought that! Just wondering what was your reasoning for trying to traumatize the poor front desk girl on her first day, when she came to help get you changed to a different room. That, and what your first real impression of Cali was.  Intriguing.....keep writing, my friend!
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I have been waiting too. Sorry, I was so late to come by. I agree, annoyingly cheerful people are to blame...for....whatever, you want to blame them for.....LMAO But you know what, wouldn't the world be a horrible place if grumpiness took over. LOL We need a few perky people. Oh, and I just love the "white version, healthier for you version of soul food" It is great you got to meet such good people. Here I Am Practice What You Preach   
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yes Mel, apparently that is the way to get a white penis to show up. lol
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Thanks dragon. Thats really cool. I cant comment on if I went that route at this time.
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4/11/2010 9:17 am |
I look forward to reading your installments. Can't wait for the next one  "if you don't risk anything... you risk everything!" {=}
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Thanks j. I will be adding another installment soon.
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5/15/2010 4:06 pm |
Appreciate for your beautiful writing.
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