Well I'd typed up this elaborate nice long post about how great it was to be out travelling again, and how great it was that I'd found the perfect travel companion for an America trip, but somehow Word lost the document (or I was tired and saved it under something else). I'm stealing the wireless internet out of the back of a Holiday Inn somewhere in the middle of Kansas, so instead of retyping the long, beautifully constructed poetic prose, I'll make it short. I found this English guy on Craigslist who just happened to come from India and is making his way overland eventually to Columbia. He's doing a few weeks in America on a whim, but having his perspective has really kept me from getting compacent with the country I'm so familiar with. The rediculous scales of the landscape in Arizona and Utah, for example, would have gotten tired if there wasn't somebody from a flat country in the passenger seat. He also helped me form some really interesting opinions about American life and culture, but I'll save those for when I get some real time to do this.

Last night we drove to Colorado Springs, the "Evangelical Utopia" formed by the Bush-crazy megachurchgoers, and this morning we tried to go to the New Life Church service to see exactly what they have to say. I kinda though to if as a similar experience to trying to go see some Hindu ceremony in Manali where a Shaman gets possessed and then kills two goats. Go figure, we went out last night to the "biker bar" (about 50 BEAUTIFUL solid chrome Harleys parked out front) and got a little too drunk to make it to Church in time. Jules, the guy I'm travelling with, is 6'5'' and particularly attractive. With his English accent and our definately out-of-place style, he couldn't get over how easy it could have been for us to pick up girls that night (had we actually done something to "play the game"). One girl, for example, essentially invited him into a foursome. She wasn't at all attractive so he turned her down, but I think it gave him a little bit of faith in American culture. And in a Christian utopia, of all places. There's definateley something the Evangelists don't know about. Anyway, I left him there this morning so he can try it all over again tonight. Good luck, Jules.

After four days of having him in the car, I'm driving across America alone for the first time and, go figure, it's through the most boring state there is. I'm going a bit stir crazy, but at least I know it'll lighten up a bit once I get to Lawrence. It's getting dark so I better get driving again. I'll actually try to describe some stuff later when I'm bored to pieces. Internet access is a lot harder to find in this country than any country I've been to in Asia. If I didn't have this laptop, I'd be completely screwed. Right, so, on the road again....