WHERE I'VE BEEN
Here's the deal: I'm gonna update this page every day and have a new picture on the top every day, as well as pictures from the trip throughout the update. The pictures at the top are renditions of my van that I commissioned from my graphic designer friends
I wasn't
sure how I was going to start this newsletter/web site. Last time I drove across country,
I just started writing a diary for all of you to read. It came to me so
naturally.
I've decided to start with tonight and move backwards, then tomorrow, I'll start anew.
I just
had drinks at Igor's with a guy named Yens. He is from Bavaria and is visiting
the United States for a few weeks. He started his trip in Boise. I thought
Boise was our little secret. But it seems that people from Bavaria know
of Boise. He then moved onto Salt Lake City. He told me that one cannot
get a drink in Salt Lake City without belonging to a club. I'll have to
make a note not to go to Salt Lake City if I should desire to have a cocktail.
They better fix that problem before 2002. I imagine that Salt Lake City
will be filled with thirsty Bavarians who are in dire need of a Pilsner
(what with the Winter Olympics and all).
I met Yens
because I had been at Le Bon Temps bar and on my way home realized that
I had failed to stop at Igor's for my final drink. Igor's has been my Cheers
for the past two years. I've been a sort of Dr. Frazier Crane-Norm hybrid.
But I digress. While I'm digressing, I may as well digress a little more.
The evening started out with Christy (who you will hear a lot more about
as she's traveling these mean streets with me) picking me up to go for our
usual Thursday night drinks at Le Bon Temps. Instead of her taking me to
Bon Temps, she took me to a surprise party. To make a long story short.
All my friends were there. I received farewell gifts. Among those gifts
were Red Vines.
So, I'm at
Igor's and I offer everyone at the bar Red Vines. Yens accepted my offer.
Actually he had rejected my original offer of Jolly Ranchers candy. It seems
that he has a sweet tooth for the softer candies. Yens just may be my soul
mate in Bavaria.
Some of you may be thinking to yourselves, "Max, this is all just fine and dandy, but what the F*@! have you been doing for the past few years.
Well, to make and even longer story even shorter, I left L.A., drove across country, wrote two newsletters, moved to New Orleans, got a job at a hotel (that's another newsletter - if not an entire novella - in itself), got a job at an ad agency, got another job at another ad agency and now I'm here writing this at 3:00 a.m. the morning before I leave.
You may see some pictures here. They're just pictures! They are: Where I worked, where I lived, where I drank and where I shopped(which consists of buying a twelve pack of cokes).
I'm gonna get to sleep so I can begin this trip and have some experiences and share them with you. On top of my usual friends, we may be having some visitors from Sweden, Israel, Australia and even Brunei. I've created a link from our Melrose Site. Don't be surprised if Yens appears and offers you a bite of his Schnitzel.
Write me on this lonely road.