Philly 2 Vegas Part 2
So the mice drove me nuts some more, and I almost crashed. I spent all day driving from Asheville, and almost made it to Little ROck. I'm getting tired quicker, and my eyes hurt at the end of the night much worse. I'm all jittery from vivarin and espresso shots. I decided to heed the many wornings about driving through OKlahoma with out of state license plates. I'm detouring around it to Dallas, and then jumping up to Amarillo, TX. Wish me luck, this is going to be a lofty goal. I'm running out of money, because this gas guzzler costs me $100 a day or more on gas alone. I almost ran out of gas around Memphis last night, so I stopped off a random exit, and wound up in the ghetto. The cops were all looking at me like I was from mars, (philly), and I got a first hand glimpse of police military occupation of ghettos in the deep south. IT's like a warzone. I thought north philly was bad.