Coachella Update Part 1
Well the trip started with me getting picked up by hadenca from the ferry. Hours earlier I had randomly decided we would attend Game 1 of the Canucks and Ducks. I purchased the tickets and we were ready to go. It was 8pm on Tuesday when we started our adventure and we had to be in Anaheim by 7pm the next day.
Terri drove from Van to just outside Seattle.
I drove from the rest stop to just outside Portland.
Terri drove from there to just outside Medford.
I forgot the other stops (Terri has them in her book) but I drove through the night and watched the sun rise as I headed down from the mountains in Oregon into Northern California. It was an amazing morning. We switched off again in the flats about 2-3 hours from LA. Terri drove all the way to the hockey game.
We got to the game and I learned I was not allowed to bring my backpack in and had to go to the car, drink a bunch from a flask I borrowed from Snarf who appears to have deleted his lj account.
We found the BC TV crew and met up with a bunch of other Canucks. We were all on TV but no one I know watched the pre game at 6:30. We watched the game in a section with random Canadians from all over. Some people in front of us were from Victoria and were taking a holiday in Disneyland and had decided to come to game when we made it to round 2. (Not that it fucking mattered, stupid lame ass Canucks)
Since I've never seen the Canucks win in person I knew what was to come but didn't know they'd do their worst game of the series that night. Afterwards the Canucks fans were face to face with some drunk Americans (The Ducks don't really have fans, they're just bored Californians) I started talking to one of the cops and found out he was from Comox. That was weird.
Afterwards we went and found a hotel and then proceeded to try and find a bar or liquor store (the only night of the trip) I met some randoms who questioned my height. I showed Terri the ways of the American free pour and proceeded to get completely shit faced. I met some people, smoked up with them. They proceeded to give me a HUGE handful of weed since I was from B.C. and had none of my own. I didn't ask for it, nor did I want it. I went up to some random guy while tanked...
Me: "Hey dude"
Guy: "Umm hi"
Me: "Do you smoke up?"
Guy: "Sure, but I don't have any"
Me: "Take this, some dude gave it to me but I don't want it."
*Gives him a handful of bud"
Guy: "Umm thanks"
Me: Have a great night"
(Note that's how I remember it, but I was probably slurring and falling over)
At one point I actually came back inside after getting some fresh air and was then carried outside by Terri and the bartender. I then proceeded to puke all over (4 times if I recall) and got a ride home from the bar by the bartender. I passed out shortly there after.
The next day we drove to Redlands and got our hotel. We slept, Terri went on an adventure while I played Nintendo-DS. The next day was the first day of Coachella...
More to come...