So let's begin with the trip down from Pittsburgh. The first day was uneventful, and consisted mostly of arriving in Washington DC. DC was fun...and I got a new bank account! Wachovia!
Do you know what I realized about life in the US? We are expected to be polite all the time, even if there's no need to be. And you're expected to be interested in what an acquaintance is saying even if you don't really care. The bank teller spent about ten minutes ranting and raving about how Wachovia was going to be taken over by Wells Fargo.
WELLS FARGO WAGON!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6oiBnFIC0uQ
Yeah...I could have been this excited about Wells Fargo. But I really wasn't. But of course. I did the whole raised eyebrows, and surprised look of joy.
Yep. That's the expression I had on my face..."Really? Wells Fargo??? You don't say...." Needless to say, the whole Starting-a-bank-account incident took a lot longer than it needed to. Sighhh....
And then began Eleanor and my journey through the south. We crossed out of DC into Virginia, and immediately you saw lined up on the highway signs for strip bars, churches, and rodeos. Right next to each other. Like One billboard would say "My heart started beating after only 10 weeks...Save me, Oh Lord" and the next one would say "TOPLESS LADIES!" Ahhh the Good ol' South.
I do many stupid things, but the stupidest thing I could have done on the journey down was pack up every single one of my CDs into the boxes. So what did we have to listen to? Geoff Landersnolan's CD.
Geoff had burned a CD for me before I left State College that was still in the front seat of my car. It consists of Rock Gamer Music (theme songs from various Video Games played by rock bands) interspersed with Frank Sinatra and two songs from Om Shanthi Om (a bollywood movie). I kid you not. The CD itself has the ability to make you bipolar or schizo.
Eleanor and I first tried listening to the Bollywood songs and the Frank Sinatra songs...and then we got sick of that. EVERY SINGLE FRICKING RADIO STATION WAS COUNTRY!!!! So there wasn't much listening to the radio. And then we turned Eleanor's cell phone volume up and rocked to Moulin Rouge songs she had on there. But still, we were getting bored as hell. So we decided that the next day in South Carolina we were going to buy an adapter to hook my car's CD player with her iPod. Story to be continued....
Eleanor had this obsession about being "the one" to drive across the state border from Virginia to North Carolina. She made SUCH a big fuss about crossing the state border. I don't understand what difference it made, but she was excited about it. Well, two miles from the border we switched at a gas station, so I was the driver. And as we crossed it into North Carolina, Eleanor let out her shriek of horror as we passed the Welcome Sign. I had thought something serious had happened, like she had forgotten something important back at her house. Nope. Just Eleanor being Eleanor. I was laughing soooo hard.
Eleanor missed the crossing from South Carolina into Georgia, and Georgia into Florida as well. The only state that she did manage to cross into was South Carolina from North Carolina. And not surprisingly, considering her luck, the only big welcome sign that could great her was a Billboard that said "Restaurant in ten miles. HAS CLEAN BATHROOMS!" Of course, the states I crossed into had beautiful "Welcome to______" signs with palm trees and flower gardens. Screw South Carolina and its inability to seem classy.
Actually, every billboard in South Carolina ranted and raved about clean bathrooms. Which is kinda upsetting that the only thing that your eatery has going for it is that there isn't feces smeared all over the stalls.
Speaking of bathrooms, this woman cut me in the bathroom line in South Carolina. I was sooo pissed! I was going to cut her! She was a big lady though and I was afraid that she might have sat on me and squished me. Skinny guys can't stand up to women with huge cameltoes. Don't know what that is? Look it up. Trust me, it's not pleasant.
WARNING: CAMELTOE BELOW! (my line cutting friend looked kinda like her :P)
Staying in the hotel in South Carolina was nice, but we were sorely disappointed with the food. It was supposed to be asian curry chicken. But it was just Chicken with Onions. Lame.
So back to the story about buying the CD adaptor. Well that morning, we noticed a lot of the stores were closed at 11 am. But the Walmart seemed to be open, so we went there. At first, I noticed that there seemed to be a rope cutting off the clothing sections. We walked around expecting to see just a certain area roped off, but actually, most the store was roped off and we weren't allowed to enter any area minus the area around the pharmacy. That's when we discovered the BLUE LAWS.
The Blue Laws state that non-essential businesses (everything that wasn't the pharmacy in Walmart) had to be closed until 1:30 PM on Sundays. WHAT THE FRICK'S SAKE IS THAT FOR? I mean, let's be honest. Day of God. Religion. OK OK. I get the point. But closing down stores? Forcibly? How ridiculous is that? What century do we live in again? Even if stores are closed that's fine, but the fact that non-essential parts of an open store are being roped off to prevent heathen evil shopping...well...me even being inside of a store and not in church felt a little like:
CONSUMERIST DEMON! (taking little babies from Jesus and sacrificing them to multinational corporate gods....muhahahahhaha)
Anyway...we managed the rest of the trip listening to eight songs on repeat. Thank you Eleanor (a) for driving half the way, I couldn't have done it without you (b) Keeping the conversation ball rolling...that could have been a terrible bore without you.
So what about Florida after arriving here?
First of all, it's been great hanging out with Anish. I think what's amazing about some friendships is that even after not hanging out for ten years, you pick up where you leave off. And that's exactly what happened between Anish, Vignesh, and me. We've been spending lots of time together and discussing stuff like our old obsession with computer games. Like the Titanic Computer Game?
This Titanic Computer Game was our obsession when we were kids. I first bought it for myself after seeing Anish's trial version that had a small quest on it. And then I also bought the game for Anish for his birthday. What did Anish say when he opened his gift?
"Why did you just give me the box cover for your computer game?" He didn't realize I'd bought him his own copy of the game.
FAIL. LOL. Good times.
My first week consisted of mostly just looking for more jobs and getting settled here. Ocala is where I'm staying, which is ironically where Taku's mother is. So I've been on the search for a short Japanese woman in the middle of a golf course who is mourning one of her son's lungs. I'll tell you if I see her.
Driving in Florida is ridiculous. Everyone is a freaking maniac on the highway. It's so beautiful here, that you can't help but try and slow down and enjoy the scenery...but then the twenty cars behind you freak out because you're only going 10 mph over the speed limit. ONLY.
My worst driving experience occured at the Veteran's Expressway in Tampa recently. I saw signs that said, "Portions might be tolled". I looked in my wallet and saw a series of crisp 20 dollar bills. Feeling pimp, I cockily looked at the sign and guffawed to myself. Yes, guffawed. I can pay you, Mr. Toll man". I felt a little like this:
"YO WHERE MY MONEY AT? HEY DIRTY, BABY I GOT YOUR MONEY!"
Yeah...so I thought. It turns out, that it was an "exact change only" toll. And I needed $.25. Just a quarter. Guess who had no change on them?
We all know how I handle high stress situations. Well, after a few deep breaths, I was on the verge of panic/hyperventilation. I was throwing pennies and indian rupees (WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE RUPEES BUT NO QUARTERS????) at the machine in hopes of making 25 cents. I was dropping coins, freaking out at the "Don't step out of your car" sign, and not handling the honking cars behind me well.
I managed to find 25 cents in my car, although most of it was pennies. FML. I carry quarters on me at all times now.
I went to the temple today! And I've already become more brown than I was in Pittsburgh. I met a group of Tamil Youth, joined a choir, and registered for classical singing classes. How ethnic of me, right? It's nice, because since I also have a friend from Pittsburgh down here in Tampa (we spoke in Pittsburgh before he moved down), I have someone to watch Steelers and Penguins games with. So basically all my social bases should be covered: Brownness, Sports, and stupid Titanic computer games from childhood. :)
Basically, I'm meeting great people down here and I'm excited to meet even more and rebuild old friendships...
So until next time! Hopefully I'll be actually living in Tampa in a week or so and not making the title of this blog incorrectly facetious. Ciao!
Bwahahahaha.
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed the CD.