Thursday, July 16, 2009

Elko to Cheyenne





All those shots were taken on the way to dinner in downtown Cheyenne.  I had chicken fried steak for $13.95 at the Albany which claims to have been around since the 40's.  The road is a strange place, I can feel my body trying to adjust to all the crappy food.  Not enough veggies or fruit...heavy on the meat.  I stayed the night in Elko, Nevada a couple nights ago.  I walked across the street from my hotel run by a Indian family into the Stray Dog.  I passed a table on the sidewalk with three women and one guy with a fauhawk and Teva's with socks.  I ordered a pizza and a beer and headed out to the last remaining table on the sidewalk.  I listened to their conversation about being propositioned at Burning Man "like 14 times".

One of the girls kept turning around and looking at me, after the third time she finally invited me to join them.  The three girls worked for the BLM (Bureau of Land Management) as sprayers.  They claimed to drive in to the backcountry, suit up in those white hazmat outfits with a backpack full of chemicals and go to town.  Full benefits, 401k, and plenty of overtime.  Elko comes up with a large percentage of the country gold and the cute blonde's father is a geologist who found gold in the area.  The guys at the BLM got wind of this and now treat her like a princess.  It doesn't hurt that she looks like a prom queen with cowboy boots.  She pulled up her wifebeater and showed us her stitches.  They ran down her hip and looked puffy and slightly infected.  She claimed to just had surgery for hip displacer.  Her friend starting yelling for her to walk claiming that she has the best walk ever.  She resisted a bit, but with a little more encourgement she was strutting down the sidewalk.  After taking a seat she claimed that her family told her she walks like a dude, isn't it beautiful when people are honest? 







      



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