Lake Charles, Louisiana
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Oh GPS, why do you hate me? I left
Arlington following my GPS and it must have been out drinking the night before because it didn't have a clue where I was or where I was going. It had me doing u-turns, backtracking, wrong highways, and even a exit freeway here now get back on. A 6 hour ride took 8 hours! I finally made it here safe and sound. I did dodge a bullet once but I survived. I was going 55 and a car pulled out in front of me. I understand why there are so many accidents, people just don't see motorcyclists. I swerved out of the way just in time. I really hope someone buys my bike so I can fly home, my rump can't take another 2800 miles. Sorry I don't have pics, I can't find my cable to upload them onto my computer.
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GPS? You don't need no stinkin' GPS...use your badass walmart atlas
What an adventure. I'm glad I didn't read your blog until you got to Lake Charles, I would have been more of a nerous reck then I was not knowing! Glad you made it all in one piece. Please sell that bike before you come home.