Trip to Florida

I got a call last friday at about 7:30. The nature of this call was of a seemingly wondrous nature. A person I didn't know was calling me from a place I had never been to offer me a spot in his car for a trip to Florida.

"Oh cool!" The uninformed reader may be thinking, "Perhaps Nathan was invited to a spring break trip." Silly reader. Instead, this guy (Dan Collins) was inviting me on a day trip to Florida, departing within a few hours. The plan was to drive through the night, arrive around 1, pick oranges, go to the beach, leave around 6, then drive through the night again. Thats a total of 30 hours in the car for those numerically minded people.

We decided to take shifts driving. The plan was to switch every 8 hours. What actually happened was we switched whenever the current driver started to hallucinate. The end of the first shift occurred when the driver stopped dead in the middle of the highway because he "Thought he saw a wall." I saw an orange cat. Running at 65 mph.

After a long drive (and many incredulous stares: we had snow on our car well into South Carolina) and a brief stop at the Florida border (They give you FREE JUICE), we were almost to the orange farm. As we moved farther inland, things became stranger. The restaurants and gas stations went from ramshackle to Camp Dread-esque. 

We saw at least 5 handmade signs advertising "MEAT GOATS CHEAP." What a meat goat is and why I would want to buy one cheap is beyond me. The apex of weirdness was reached when we saw a man by the side of the road sitting in a lawn chair holding a cardboard sign. The sign read "XXX movies." He was selling porn out of the back of his '89 chevy. The nature of these XXX movies is not something I allowed my mind to dwell on for long.

After being stared at scornfully by a large man on an old Vespa we reached the farm.

to be continued.... (http://nathansunoriginal.blogspot.com/2009/02/trip-to-florida-part-ii.html)

Why yes, I am just that lazy.