Blurred

As the road trip grinded on and on the days melted together. We went from Austin to Denver, and then Boulder briefly. Boulder to Vegas was one of the most terrifying and demanding legs of the slog, but we were so road weary it didn't even matter—barely phased us. Finally, and less one of our trio, we limped into LA. 

 

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Day 2 – Bienvenu

Hospitality, friendship, true kindness—that's what really turns around situations that could otherwise be the most major bummer. My dear bud Trevor Brown and his girlfriend Margot took us in. They cared. We were the boo boo and they where there to kiss us. Trevor is now a haberdasher, which will explain the many silly photos of us to come with our stylish new headwear. We ate po' boys. We drank in the streets. Tinder was flowing like wine. 

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Day 2