Road trip of July 2007

I had enough of life and darted off on a bus to Oregon, dreaming of better days. My heart could not take anymore of Texas for a while. Leaving with just a smile and duffel bag and no job to return to, I looked at the sky and said," God will take care of me." I love the greyhound. There are so many beautiful things you can see, that you can't in an airplane. It gives you an insane amount of time to get some sanity. That is, if you want be sane. A bus is a gigantic short story book waiting to be written. There are fights and broken hearts and people weeping and loud shouts for Joy. And crazy people and nasty bus drivers that yell at the top of their lungs sometimes. And  conversations to deep for a scuba diver . Once in a while someone will have a stroke. The Greyhound is a two day movie. You just don't know what will ever happen.  So it's always a joy for me to take the bus. Two days later we're Just outside of Grants Pass, Oregon. I kept thinking about my friend Anthea, who lived there. I called her up asked her,"Could you use some company for a week?" WHAT??!!! ARE YOU KIDDING??!!! I am so glad you're here. You know its so weird because I have the day off today." 

"I'll be there in about 20 minutes."I said. " I 'm SO EXCITED Dave". She was standing there waving as happy as four old in a candy shop when the bus showed up. We walked for five miles to her house because there was no bus and she had only a bicycle. We laughed and joked and picked up[ dinner on the way to her house. I was really glad to see her. We ate lunch together for a few days and I loved the town . It was very quiet you could hear your own heart when you got off into the neighborhoods. You could almost hear voices in your brain. It was so quiet. I did lots of Jesus placards there. The main road in the downtown area was a fairly major highway. I loved the place. You saw thousand of cars pouring through there but not many people stopped in the town. The town was extremely beautiful. They had this really pretty, old style soda fountain in the drugstore. I sat in there for most of two days drinking floats and ice cream sodas. They were so delicious. You could stay there for a week with ten dollars. All the drinks were ridiculously cheap. I talked with quite a few wonderful souls at that place. The town was so green. Every morning it smells like pine trees . I wondered why they didn't name the town "Christmas." Too bad they don't have many jobs there. I went to an a Assembly of God church to visit on Sunday, the people there were very stuffy and almost mean. Maybe because I was wearing a tie- dye and my red plaid hat. A week and a half got me wondering what other beautiful secrets Oregon had . So I took the bus to Eugene. Eugene was just as green but most of the forest was on the edge of town. Eugene has lots of nice people but they smoke a lot of weed there. So much that they aren't afraid to sell it downtown in front of God and everybody. I never saw so many beautiful tie-dyes in one town. Everyone was complimenting my Tie-dye. I went down to the river a few times and meditated and stared at the water. The parks are very quiet there. I was on a quest to find hippy christians. The second time I went to the park I saw this building with a group homeless people eating beside it. I walked inside of the building and there were all these older people wearing tie-dyes and they were singing worship songs along with a guitar. "Are you guys really christians?"I asked. The guy playing the guitar asked," What does a Christian look like?" "I don't know, but the white Jesus looks a lot like a hippy." I replied with a big smile. There were lots of cool things about Eugene but I didn't really know why I didn't like it. I stayed there for about five days. Then I got back on the bus and went to Portland. It was too pretty of a city for me. There was too much green there. I don't like a whole lot of green. It looked like Starbuck's owned the town. I hated it. I decided that the next day I'd ride home to washington State to see my mother. I stayed there for eight months.