Salty Laked Cities.

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I woke up at 11:30 am (never got the call). At this point, I walked around Wendover for about 20 minutes and decided it was not so interesting. I left and headed to Salt Lake City, which is roughly 115 miles east on I-80. An old friend of mine named Cein Watson lives in Salt Lake and I had plans to meet with him in the afternoon. I arrived early and killed time by attempting to find a place to park my 6’x10′ trailer, and then using the over priced internet access of a random Starbucks. I eventually met Cein at his art studio, where I was happy to ditch my vehicle and trailer for the remainder of my stay in Salt Lake City. We biked it (that’s right, me on a bike! and my ass is soar enough to prove it) just down the street to a restaurant called the bayou or something like that. It had a bad ass jambalaya pizza and 200 beers not expected in Utah. Well done. One of the bikes then had a flat tire, so we chained em up and walked to a place called the jackalope. This is where I had my side-car experience. Apparently, you can only order a drink with 1 oz of alcohol in it – however, you order a “sidecar” and they give you a second shot in a shot glass. You are supposed to sit your drink down enough and then add the second shot yourself. Basically, a weak ass jim beam & coke with exactly 2oz of booze will cost you at least $6…. however, the flask of Bushmills in my pocket made up for the difference. By 1 am, it was a good ol drunken night. Some lady was bragging about her vagina plastic surgery where she had it “tucked” and made “pinker” than before…. shortly after meeting this person, Cein and I were off safely in a cab, far far away from interaction with the rebuilt-vagasaurus-rex. We slept (rather passed out) at (I think Charley)’s house. I was in a chair, which was amazingly comfortable even though it did not recline, and was not big enough for my legs to fit on.

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