Now at this point I had been through alot.
I had fallen asleep while driving (or had a fatigue blackout) north of Tomestone AZ. It was wierd. I was driving along and I dreamed. It seemed like I was asleep. I awoke startled with the realization that I was driving, but I was in traffic and doing fine. I think that I had what alcoholics have.When they drink all evening (fully concious) and at the end can't remember it. I must have been driving and my fatigue caused me to not remember the previous moments.(very frightening) After that happened I pulled over and fell asleep on a picnic table at a rest area. I had fallen asleep with my helmet on.
I awoke to a 3 yr old girl trying to see if I was alive by tapping on my helmet. The parents where from Orlando. They had just finished an attempt at trying to move to San Diego. They were heading back to Orlando. I was invited to picnic with them. There where 2 women, a guy and three kids. They where stuffed in a sedan. We parted. I went a little ways to the next truck stop and fell asleep in a dinner booth. At 7am I headed out. A half hour later I saw a sedan at the side of the road. Thier trailer wheel was sheaded. I turned back and sure enough it was the people I had met at the rest area. I stayed with the women and children and trailer while the guy went to the next town and fixed the wheel. One of the woman wanted to ride on my bike with me. I ended up driving her all the way to El Paso where we met the others. I also gave all the kids a ride too, when we stopped for a rest.
We carried on our merry ways. Never to meet again.
Heading though Texas it was fall and I got hay fever it was not a very nice part of the trip. Although I was glad to have been there. I ended up in New Orleans soon enough. I met up with the friend (from England). I had a excellent time there. I was tired from the trip and thought that it would be nice to take a time out and see the back country around New Orleans. I ended up staying a week in Houma, really cool town. I got on my bike and headed east again.
In Pensacola Fl. I saw a painter at a gas station when having a rest and a coffee. I thought that I should ask if he was busy, he said he was. It was Sat. He said to show up on Monday at his site and I had a job. I was to get a good wage. I found out that it was almost double the typical wage for that part of the country. Being Holloween I thought that I should go to a club that night. I met some cool people and went out with them for something to eat. One of them offer to let me crash on thier couch I took them up on that offer. Turned out that thier roomate was moving out the next day and I could rent the room with bourd for $200 a month. I stayed for 4 months. What a wonderful area!
