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i think the drive back wears me out more than the event. that or i just feel this dazed for weeks and it doesnt really matter out there. this year, on the way back, the plump white duke seemed to have an aversion to going over 55-60 for most of the trip and going much, much slower with any hint of incline.
i tried to stop a few times at Benton, which was full, and Lone Pine, which just didnt have a motel that lured me in, and the rest stop by Olancha which made me realize i hadnt packed for sleeping in the van at all. around then i realized it would be a lot better to drive through civilization at 3 am than at noon with the van acting as wanky as it was.
hopefully another night of actual sleep can get my brain back in a functioning mode.
i tried to stop a few times at Benton, which was full, and Lone Pine, which just didnt have a motel that lured me in, and the rest stop by Olancha which made me realize i hadnt packed for sleeping in the van at all. around then i realized it would be a lot better to drive through civilization at 3 am than at noon with the van acting as wanky as it was.
hopefully another night of actual sleep can get my brain back in a functioning mode.