escape from New York

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ESCAPE.

ESCAPE

i'm slightly amazed that we actually made it out of nyc for xmas--well, i am amazed I made it out of new york. up to the moment i got behind the wheel headed to pick up my passengers, i wasn't sure that it would actually happen. course if i had an awesome machine gun and some ripped up clothes and tattoos, maybe i could have made things happen. sadly i don't think 'Trina's tattoos are going to scare anyone.

on the cusp of freedom i pulled out of the Flat Iron parking garage only to notice i was headed the wrong way down a one way street. i would not have recognized this if not for the very helpful woman that i didn't come anywhere close to running over, thank you very much.

forced to begin a 9 hour drive at 8pm means you skip all rush hour traffic jams!
it also means the CrAZiEs sets in a bit earlier in the trip than usual--including devil cat.

and when the adult in the car and the cat in the car start fighting, i'm not sure who is more pathetic. at least they both got a few swats in. and it was very humorous.

how many ways to die

the view from the air:



view from the ground:

1. riding in the same type of bus that killed 20 people on the same route 6 days prior
2. sitting on someones lap to fit 5 people in the same shockless taxi while exhaust fumes pour in.
3. throwing yourself off a mountain
4. trusting a dane
5. riding/bouncing on *top* of a land cruiser going incredibly fast through the ditches

shower?:

6. landing/hanging in an acacia (thorn tree), the thorns piercing every 2 inches of you like a scene directly out of Saw (shangalabagala "hopeless" --i'm glad it wasn't me, poor julia.)
7. climbing on top and through said acacia with 8 others to detangle impossibly twined chute, hoping no one falls into it, is stabbed in the eye or anything else irreparable, or flung into the air if someone accidentally lets go of the bent trunk
8. riding on top of same land cruiser in the freezing, pitch black through downtown as people hoot and holler at you and occasionally try to climb up and join you
and those are just the obvious ones...

riding home in a smaller, less crowded bus with a rockin sound system:

even andrew/truck sleeps: