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                                                                                            Scipio, UT to Las Vegas, NV

Friday October 2, 2009

     6:54am  I woke up like an hour ago. It froze last night hard. I'm really glad I found this tube to sleep in. I'm sure it would be a lot colder outside of the metal tube. I tagged the inside with havethisbook.com and everything. I should've gone all the way to St. George's with Devin. Fuck going to Colorado. I'm going to go as South as I can.  More pictures of tube.

                   Flying J, closer, truckstop

     9:04am  I forgot to tell you, I packed up and got out of the tube. I came to the gas station and I'm going to see if I can score a ride. If they run me out of here I have nowhere to go. There's nothing anywhere around here.

     9:48am  I came to the onramp.
                    
     10:47am  I'm getting bored on the onramp. I'm going to walk back to the Eagle's Landing gas station. I'm going to write out a  sign that says WE'RE ALL CONNECTED again.

                     I just came back to the ramp with my sign. I took a picture of it. We are all connected.

     11:36am  Nobody stopped and gave me a ride even with my sign. I'm going to walk back and buy something to eat. I've got ten bucks left.

     12:21pm  I came back to the gas station a little bit ago and it's hoppin' now. There's tons of people here. Everybody read my shirt, hehe. Oh yeah, I had gone in the Dairy Queen and the cashier told me she loved my shirt. I gave her my website. I give my website to everybody.

     12:30pm  This big busful of Wasatch School District pulled up. Soon after this dude from the bus with a camera walked up and asked me if he could take a picture of my shirt.

                     He told me, "I really respect what you're doing."

     2:12pm  I got tired of thumbing it on the onramp. I came back to the truck stop. I sat down on a bench outside and I am doing a sewing project on my frontpack. All of a sudden I see this brother pulling out with just him in the car. I stand up and thumbed it to him and he's giving me a ride. Dan, right? How far are you going? Dan: "Ah, to the St. George area." How perfect.

                   Random highway shots

     4:36pm  We stopped in St. George somewhere to get gas. I considered staying in this town. It's a huge town, but I'm going to go as far South as he'll take me. Littlefield, I think. I need to get out of Utah. I've given it some thought and have decided if I'm going South I'm going to go check out Las Vegas. I've never been there. I'll take pictures. Sin City.

     4:50pm  About five minutes ago we passed the Utah state line. I'm out of Utah, whew. Arizona now. It's only a little chunk of Arizona before it goes into Nevada. Did I tell you I'm going to Las Vegas?

     5:03pm  Just crossed the Nevada state ling, the town of Mesquite. Dan was nice enough to give me a ride all the way to Mesquite. There was nothing in Littlefield. Thank you, brother.

                   What a magical update I have to make. I got dropped off in Mesquite and I went in the gas station. It was hot and I went in the bathroom and took my tights off. I bought a burrito and heated it up and ate it. I went outside and smoked a cigarette. I saw there was an onramp right there. Let me go try the onramp. I go out there and in like no-time, like five minutes later, like the third car that passed Lisa pulled over and she's taking me to Vegas!

                    Random highway shots all the way to Las Vegas, Excalibur

                    My powers of manifestation astound me!

     7:22pm  I just got dropped off in front of the Tropicana hotel! I'm in Las Vegas, people.

     8:13pm  When I got on the drag and saw all those people I sat down and wrote out another FREE HUGS AND/OR BREAST EXAMS sign. I just finished it right now. No reactions yet.

     8:52pm  The stupid rent-a-cop is running me off. I'm not asking for anything! The piglet told me, "It's time to go."

     8:56pm  I've been telling time an hour off. I forgot I crossed time zones again. After the rent-a-cop ran me off I walked in some random direction to this Rebel gas station across the street from the airport. I should've told him to call somebody with some authority, but I was tired. I'm trying to find a camp now. I know it's Friday night, I'm missing a lot. Oh yeah, I decided because it's so much hotter here I don't need my new trench coat Cody gave me in Idaho. I've got it out and I'm going to try and give it away.
                   At the gas station and I ran into this black dude trying to sell bottles of water. He didn't want a free trench coat. I asked him if he could recommend a campspot. He told me, "A lot of homeless people crash in the desert right there." This big empty lot. It looked fenced off to me but the brother told me it was open down the street. I walked around it and found the opening. I just wandered back there a little and eventually saw this other homebum out here with a flashlight rummaging through his makeshift shelter he made. I got closer to him and yelled, "I come in peace!" I walked up holding out the trench coat and told him, "I come bearing a gift. Could you use this London Fog trenchcoat?" He said sure and he really appreciated it. He even put it on right then. I asked him if he could recommend a campsite and he told me there was another spot with a mattress that he doesn't use anymore. He showed me this little bungalow here. I already made my bed. It's so cool I found a place to crash for the night in Las Vegas. Carrie said he might come back in like in an hour and that he might have some weed. I gave him my last five dollars. I got some cookies at the gas station. I don't care about the five dollars. I'm still itching from the scabies. I can't wait to get back to San Antonio so I can go get checked out. Alright, later on.

                   Oh yeah, earlier that girl Lisa who picked me up, she said, "You're the first hitchhiker I've ever picked up." She was like the third car that passed by. Just like that.

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