y-ello

greetings from the seaside! having finished my undergraduate career at american university, i find myself on a great frontier: four months, no job, no classes, no time constraints. and so, while i still hold the appealing option of spending even more time on my mother's sofa watching enough television to qualify me for a degree in pop culture, it's time for me to do that which i rarely managed to do in college: take a roadtrip.

a thousand dollars of work into the good old mercury sable, white, aptly named Bettie the Boat, and i find the major obstacle to the journey out of the way, but where to go? over the summer i had dreams (literal sleeping dreams) of driving to chile, a repressed vision or twisted interpretation of some motorcycle diary fantasy mixed together with my friend andrew's own desire to use the transcontinental highway, US-5, to reach the southern cone. perhaps somewhere in texas i may take a left turn and see how far i get before i run out of money paying border fees, but perhaps not. the supposed list of destinations (and people to visit) is as follows:

• cleveland, tn - julie t
  
• clemson, sc - cousins
  
• savannah, ga - friends at SCAD
  
• baton rouge, la - eric shuster
• new orleans, la - mardi gras 2009; katherine buras
• austin, tx - jeffrey
• san diego, ca - nate and kate
  
• newport beach, ca - final destination. bonny o'neill, aka my sister

love and tidalwaves,