Thelma and Louise . . . Or Something Like It

So Betty and I started what may prove to be an epic road trip on Sunday. We figure its kind of like Thelma and Louise. Without the sex with Brad Pitt (well, maybe not . . . ). Or the driving off the cliff to our deaths.

She's never done one, and I've never done with as an adult with money. Ought to be interesting . . . here's how Day 1 shaped up:

• 11:30 a.m. - The Prius is loaded and ready to go. We opted for trendy and eco-friendly. Unlike the 24 plastic bottles of water we are going through at an alarming rate.
• Glad I just got a Crackberry . . . 2 hours into the trip and I'm already forgetting details. I'm using the memo feature to record important things. Like number of potty breaks. Day 1 was a total of 4.
• 2:15 p.m. - First major accident on the highway (going the opposite direction, poor suckers). First road kill on our side of the highway. Sorry Bambi.
• 3:00 p.m. - First potty break and first major altercation at the Chevron station in Truckee, California. Apparently the woman at the head of the line made a comment to the woman coming out of the restroom about cutting in line. The woman coming out shot back a "I was with my mother - you can kiss my ass!" We were pretty close to Donner pass. I think the Donner family ate people. I would have been more careful with my sassiness - never know when someone might take a bite out of you. Oh well . . . the two clerks find us attractive. I would be flattered, but the competition isn't too fierce 'round these part
• 3:30 p.m. - Crossed the border into Nevada - "Boomtown" was our first city. Not as booming as the name might lead you to believe.
• 3:53 p.m. - First epic series of billboards advertising "good lookin' wimmins to sit on your lap" [sic].
• 5:50 p.m. - Arrive in Winnemucca, Nevada. Home of black fire opal, a large concentration of Basque people, the second largest number of Basque restaurants in the US (4), and other famous houses of ill-repute, as Betty has mentioned.
• Got honked at and got catcalls on our walk to dinner. Yeah, we might just be the two hottest things this town has seen . . . well, at least since the little heifers they had at the cow separating and cutting exhibition they had last week . . .
• Ended the evening at Las Margaritas drinking some fine house margaritas . . .

Here are a few other things Day 1 had to offer us . . .

We passed this on our way to Winnemucca . . . is your love being "locked" a good thing?

You know, I guess I thought he was dead . . . apparently I was mistaken . . .

Well, now that the Pussycat Ranch is closed for renovations . . . you still have some inexpensive rooming choices in which to conduct your business . . .

Just "OK" . . . Not spectacular or anything . . .

Not only do they have "superior" livestock . . . but they also apparently ran out of "5's" . . .

It had some whole big history . . . but all I could think was "BAL - Big Ass Log"

Who said nothing in life was free? The Winnemucca offers plenty of free things . . . your kids AND your pet are free . . . as well as the "CONT" . . .

Respectfully submitted,

The Wife