We drove up to the station, properly filled the car and returned the can before hitting the road again, in Colorado now. He drove me back and we emptied the can into our tank then tied the leaky can to the roof, the girls were all giggles from the early morning and mishap leaving them to their own devices on the side of a Kansas country road.
I headed up some twenty or thirty miles, he got his part and they lent me a gas can with my promise to return shortly with the can and payment. The guy was a farmer heading up to the next gas station for a tractor part and would be turning right back around. I waited a bit, but the very first car to come picked me up and ended up being a great ride to get. Right away I knew what had to be done, my first opportunity to road trip it across the country driving would still involve a stint of hitchhiking. She hadn’t been watching the gas and the last station was a good amount of miles back, nothing but wide open around us, a “Welcome to Colorado” sign barely visible in the distance. This little game ended when our car started slowing down rapidly in a way I’d seen before, sluggishly passing out into the shoulder of the road. I could see them looking back, probably wondering why we weren’t passing them or why we were fucking with them. Out there in the middle of nothing, she would tailgate the one and only other car by several feet, her mind would wander and we’d drift a quarter mile back, then we’d be right back up on their bumper again. I was in the passenger seat as we cruised down country roads, hitting a diagonal heading south and off the major freeways at this point. Kora started the day behind the wheel, her driving was shocking. We landed in Colby, Kansas when the day was done, chowing down and getting a cheap motel.
Jillian took over driving, we hit some traffic while Jess shouted and laughed about having to pee, thoughts of jumping out of the car into the ditch, but finally we crawled up to an exit where she could run into the cornfield. I cruised fast looking down the freeway towards the next car and closing gaps, covering miles. I was enjoying driving across the country for once, past roads and familiar exits where I had memories of hitchhiking many times in the past. Jess drove of us out of the city in the morning, I took over for Iowa and Nebraska. We managed to find an Irish pub that was more low key closer to Wrigley and made due with that. I found a great beer bar, but once at the door the girls fumbled through their purses looking nervous and clearly they could not provide an ID worth the bouncers time. We found Kora there, making a quick trip to the auto shop to deal with a car issue, then back to Kora’s place where the girls got showering and were looking to go out.
Road tripper pants movie#
The city was lit up like a circuit board, it felt like were in a cheesy 90’s hacker movie scene. Jillian took over driving for a while, then Jess pushed us into the start of night and a rainstorm into Chicago.
The leaves were deep golden and vibrant, it had been a good while since I’d seen the fall in the northeast of the country and was loving every minute of it. I took over driving as we got through Pennsylvania. It was still just barely getting light by the time we scooped up her first friend. Our first stop was New Jersey to pick up one of her friends, then Chicago to pick up another and straight on to Hollywood from there. We started in the darkness of early morning. My sister had started school in Hollywood, but wanted to get her car over there so our parents had elected me as the “responsible” person to accompany her on the drive from Connecticut to California. Nine months going around the world, now less than a week back in the US and I had to get moving again.
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