The long Jalon home
Trip Start Jan 16, 2000
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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.
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.