Saw that sign when my bus stopped at a layover still in Montana. Tempting as it was, I opted for continuing this journey. Besides, the issue of whether St. Peter would let me through the gates is still quite open.
Getting to Washington State, roamed the streets of a town called Spokane. My training in watching Planet Earth helped me quickly understand that it was mating season - Friday night - for the natives. Saw numbers of natives all lined up in front of the mating sites - 'clubs' - ready and willing to start the mating process. I realized this was another temptation for me and reboarded the bus on time.
Both layovers were tiringly long, especially considering that it was a night bus, making sleeping difficult.
Even though I had sent all my books home (for which they request customs from me, absurd as it sounds), new books keep coming me. Before departing, we had talked about the musical Wicked. As a surprise then, a friend gave me a copy of the book it is based on, and I had it for the road. Basically it is a retelling of the Wizard of Oz from the Wicked Witch's perspective. Very well written book, easy to get lost into.
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LOL that picture is great.
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