Days 11 & 12 (Detroit Or Bust)
At Day 11 the hosts had a party that resulted on most of them being asleep at the time of me leaving. As a result, I had to do most packing and taxi-calling myself, and ended up forgetting some unimportant stuff there. Oh well.
Being in a bus for 13 hours is loads of fun. Aside from the screaming babies (and not screaming in the 'I'm hungry' or 'I'm sleeping' tone, in the 'I'm being stabbed by hot pokers' tone) and the guy that brought pretty much the entire northern hemisphere with him to the seat beside me, most of the bus thing worked.
SS's house is scarily clean. Updates as they come.
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Portugues:
Ate aqui tudo bem. Esqueci o sabonete e similares no ultimo ponto, vou ver se compro novos.

2 Comments:
Alo, o Stutz ta?
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Quem, o Stutz? tatz tutz tatz tutz
Graaande guilherme. What's the purpose of your trip anyway? Having fun? Eating pancakes? Reading Mel Gibson books? Geez!
Nice blog. Keep the sabbath
Ricardo
Geothermal
Hey Zarbar, sorry to hear that you have to spend so much time in transit. I know it sucks, my 12 hour train ride back to Toronto was no pinic.
How was Erin? I assume she was happy and cute. You should have just thought of something to do and then asked her where you have to go around there to do that. Otherwise she uses her fall back plan of playing in an arcade and watching Driving Bean. When I used to visit her in Kalamazoo, she had all her college buddies there and it was more like going to the pyokon only with less shyness on everyone's behalf. More like hanging out with Kayin, Endril, terra and I, I guess. Her friend Krammer there is a really cool guy, but I guess she doesn't know so many people in Detroit.
She wanted me to come over too cause she'd never met you before and wanted someone to frighten off some fictional rape dollar extracting Zara with my hair or something. But I had to work that weekend and I assured her that you were a harmless nice guy as far as I could figure.
Anyway, here's hoping that we meet sometime in the future. Perhaps it will be over an atariccino, no?
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