after the bomber game, which we lost - and, really, i had a few good shifts, some medium shifts and few (too many) super stinkers...oh well... i headed home, grabbed the last of my stuff, dropped off senor tornack and headed for the border. because i generally have trouble at the border, i add about 45 minutes to my time for getting 'rolling stateside', as cam would and does say...so, after the 30 minutes in line, two minutes at the guard shack, in i went for the usual 20 or so questions. i have to say, for once, i had a guy who kinda understood that why i was there, and being pulled in each and every time, was fucking stupid. he didn't say as much but made references to me getting pulled in every time i went south..and made some screwed-up facial expressions as he made his way through the bullshit, checked my car and got me outta there...while i was in line i ran into the world's great teamster/spfx driver, paul, who was just checking in as he was heading north with one of his camera cars that he had just picked-up in LA... fancy that. over all 55 minutes inside and then i was away...
after clearing the border i headed fpr casa que pasa in bellingham for the stop on the burrito tour 2009...or did i already have a burrito tour this year...who cares? i had a very nice, if simple, beef BTO (they mean burrito) supreme. it said it was filled with ground beef but it seemed more chunky than ground but, hey, they said ground...beef, cheese, guacamole, rice, beans and red (?) sauce...i added a little of thier salsa as well to make it just that much better....nice start...over all a 7.5 - 8.
i made it just south of portland around midnight and sleep like a champ. around 5 am i woke-up and was ready to meet the day head-on. didn't BTO have an album head on...? a shower in rice hill made me feel a little better and i was away once again. i rolled into redding around 1 pm and headed straight for in-n-out burger..not a bad second meal...i had had some granola bars, that sara was nice enough to buy me for the trip, and juice to get started but the first real meal of the day was a wicked cheeseburger..oh, and it was over 100 degrees out, 40 or so for you metric types...the a/c was getting a workout...
after a short drive south i veered off east towards chico to try and find the crazy taco i had read about on burritophile. i couldn't eat then so i roamed around chico a little, but the heat made it very hard to stay outside....i'd walk around a bit, go back to the car, drive some with the a/c on, walk some more...fuckin' hot. i found crazy taco - with help from 'he who can not be named on the blog', and it was kinda what i expected. a taco/burrito shop that is housed inside a liquor store....there's a little window outside where you order - where they used to sell the meth out of, and that's it....i got the super crazy grilled chicken burrito. what a mess...loss wrapping of the tin foil, and just a falling apart mess after that... and the chicken was kinda chewy...i did something i never do, i didn't finish it. it was tasty enough, i guess, but....not worth busting a gut over....i still had adale on my mind for my late dinner...overall crazy taco gets a 5.
on the way to los gatos and andale, because i had been sweating like a freak in chico, i needed some relief before i headed to los gatos proper and then onto santa cruz...i needed a bath or shower or....and there it was. a hotel i had stayed in before near dunnigan, they had a pool i thought to my sweaty self...yup. as i pulled in, there it was. the over 100 degree sun had driven me to this...i parked my car, took all the shit out of my pockets, and the next thing i knew i was sitting with my legs in the pool. a guy who was staying there walked by and asked me how the water was, i told him it was good...after some chit chat, i confessed i was staying there at al that i had just stopped to use the pool...and in i went. and after a few laps and head dunks...i was back in the car and away...i drove a block, pulled over, changed out of the wet shorts and felt so great...i think this could be a new thing...i'm sure they have pools in santa cruz...
which brings me to where i sit. in los gatos, a block away from adale, home of the original el presidente...i didn't have the el presidente today..i did one of the dinner specials..a chili releno burito smothered in a very delicious, spicey salsa...the salsa may have over powered the chili a little, but somall flaw in an otherwise delicious, well presented burrito...overall...a firm 8.75.
ok..i'm off to santa cruz...home of the 49er burrito...
g. xo
casa que pasa beef BTO supreme.
crazy taco in chico. home of the super carzy griiled chicken burrito.
adale's in los gatos, near santa cruz, chili releno burrito. nice.
rolled into santa cruz around 10 pm and found myself a nice spot, overlooking the water, in a parking spot on the cliffs. i've slept there before and know there are signs against such overnight action but took to it anyways. there were a couple other campers there - like actual camper vans and a truck with a camper on it but they left before midnight which is when they want you outta there by. no parking between midnight and 5 am...fuck it. they left, i stayed. i really like the sound of the waves at night as they crash into the shore - how very earthy of me - and the sea lions as they don't seem to take a break from barking all night...it was the drunk frat kids at 2:30 am that woke me. and as much as i couldn't give a shit, part of me was concerned i'd have to get out of the car to call the cops and then help in finding them once they fell over the cliff and down to the water...luckily i was able to go back to sleep after they took off.
