Travels with JC

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Day 7 -

Often, when following the trail which meanders over the hills, I pull myself up in an effort to encompass the glory and the grandeur which envelops the whole horizon. Often, when the clouds pile up in the north and the sea is churned with while caps, I say to myself: "This is the California that men dreamed of years ago, this is the Pacific that Balboa looked out on from the Peak of Darien, this is the face of the earth as the Creator intended it to look."

-Henry Miller, Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch

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Day 6 (cont.) - Just a little romantic run down the beach with a new lady friend - this is the way to spend your vacation. Call me Fabio. When heaven needs some renovating, the angels just look at scenes from my life for inspiration on moments to create for the souls of paradise...

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Day 6 - Off to get my board! These waves have a gnarly barrel, and I'm ready to do my best Johnny Utah impersonation! I love the Pacific.

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Day 5 (cont.) - Finally! It's about time that I get my turn at the wheel. It's 465 miles to San Diego, we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're wearing sunglasses. Hit it.

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Day 5 (cont.) - California!

http://bit.ly/1l0DfE6

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Day 5 (cont.) - You'll always be a brontosaurus to me. I mean, 'Deceptive Lizard' is alright, but 'Thunder Lizard', yeah, that I can groove to. JohnChristopher = Thunder Bichon

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Day 5 (cont.) - Okay, so I may have a wee problem. I'll admit it, The Lady had to pull me away from the warm embrace of the lights cast from the halo of Lady Luck... They tell me the house always wins, but see, I had a system... Yeah, maybe she was right to take me away.

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Day 5 - So money that I don't even know how money I am! Yeah baby! Thats right, the 'Biggest Little City in the World' is meeting the 'Biggest Little Dog in the World'. So money.

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Day 4 (cont.) -

Dear America,

You are lovely. 

Sincerely,

JC

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Day 4 (cont.) - Got The Lady. Got the road. Got an infinite sky. Got good times.

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Day 4 (cont.) - Whoa. Where's Mad Max? Maybe post-apocalyptic isolation isn't my thing. Hey, who is up for a pawdi-cure and truffle fries on 5th and Broadway? Hauntingly beautiful.

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Day 4 (cont.) - Salt Flats in Western Utah. Haha, maybe they should have just drawn a chalk outline on the ground for this pet area… My Harlem pit bull buddies would have a field day with this!

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Day 4 (cont.) - Utah. It's nice here. This sign seems out of place though, I don't see a lot of snow around. But still, it's nice.

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Day 4 (cont.) - Ha everything in Wyoming is funny - "Pet Run". Clearly it doesn't know me that well. I don't run. I stroll. Sometimes I strut. Run? Pshaw!

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Day 4 -

Wyoming?

Wy-not-oming!

Ha.

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Day 3 (cont.) - Cheyenne is lovely. A bite to eat outside in the open air, cheap beer (2 IPAs for $5.50!) - not that The Lady or her sister were letting me have any… I guess that’s payback for my over-indulgence in the car yesterday. Still, life is good, living the american dream on the open road.

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Day 3 (cont.) - Wyoming. Yee-haw! I could've been a cowboy. It's fair to say that I've got a little Jon Voight in me. But I'm not sure I could fill these particular boots though. Hmm... I should learn to ride a horse.