The bus broke down. In the middle of nowhere. Literally. We're an hour from a "big town" and it's fucking Bakersfield. It has a broken injector. Which is kind of a big problem, I think. Big enough that it takes at least a day (maybe two) for a new one to get here.
And it's hot. Really hot. We have all the windows down and we're sitting here panting along with the dogs and getting bitchy from the heat and gawdess I hope I'm not getting a damn farmers tan.
Oh, and there's only one person here who speaks english. Which is cool and all, except that I don't speak spanish very well (not like my spanish sucks, but like, if you speak slowly and use big hand gestures I might get it).
Bleh.![]()




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