The long Jalon home

Trip Start Jan 16, 2000
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Saturday, February 11, 2006

Craigslist is a wonderful thing. I got a ride down to LA and now I was getting a ride back home. Well not exactly. For those of you who don't travel the interstate highways of California there are two main highways that run north and south, the 5 and the 99. The 5 is more to the west and the 99 more to the east. I needed to be going up the 5 but the only ride available was the 99. I think I had worn out my welcome at my sisters place. She had mentioned on several occasions how I had eaten all her waffles and she was not too pleased. So I decided to get any ride heading north.
It turned out I would be accompanying some 250 pound 43 year old Mexican American up to Sacramento. It wouldn't have been so bad but this guy was a self proclaimed geniuses (even though he dropped out in the 10th grade), and one of the best DJ's in LA. We were driving in a 89 Dodge Caravan. I guess DJ's don't make as much as they use to. So it's not bad enough that this guy is talking to me the whole time but then he puts on some mixes he has done himself and starts to pretend that he is on the radio. He was actually pretty good but I just wasn't in the mood. I decided that instead of him dropping me in Sacramento and taking a bus the next day I'd take my chances hitchhiking in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night.
I had him drop me off on this connecter highway between the 5 and the 99. As I tried to thumb down passing cars as they flew by at 80 mph I realized it was starting to get pretty cold and I might be sleeping there for the night.
However, for anyone who has ever spent any time hitchhiking you can't get discouraged. It takes time to find the right car. For me it only took about 30 minutes which isn't too bad at all. This Latino family picked me up and I got a ride to within 20 miles of where I needed to be. All the old feelings of car sickness came back to me as we made are way through the mountains and out to the coast. It was my first time hitchhiking, or Jaloning as we use to call it in the corps, in the USA.
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