Finally, the final part of the road trip from Colorado through Nevada.
(Not my picture, but I guess that's what happens when you let incompetent people take pictures for you while you're driving).
Took more pictures in Colorado then anywhere else that we drove through. The roads were all twisty turny and it took a while to get use to the altitude and driving up and down the mountains.
I guess you could say that it was very mountainy.
But I really wanted to stay there.
There was some part where it started to turn all deserty before crossing into Utah that we stopped to eat Chinese and it was fucking awesome!
Better then anything I've ever eaten back home. But then again, I live in a shithole... Or so I thought until I reached Utah, but I'll get to that in a minute.
Colorado was amazing and I'm definitely going to plan a trip to go back there.
OMG, WHAT A SHITHOLE!
Nothing but endless miles and miles of deserty desert. No signs of life and endless possibilities to hide dead bodies.
Utah must be a serial killers utopia. Even the dumbest of killers could get away with the perfect murder in Utah.
I wouldn't be surprised if every single missing persons remains ended up in Utah. It's the one place no one would ever bother to look and even if they did they would never find a body.
Driving through I-70 West, no of us had any cell phone service for over 5 hours. Not to mention that we never even saw a cop car. Not one. And other then truck drivers, there were barely any other cars passing through.
No wonder those polygamists people got away with having sex with 14-year-olds for so long. There's no one out there to stop them.
Utah was absolutely miserable. I was so miserable that I wanted to either kill myself or kill other people, which led me to the conclusion that Utah breeds suicidal serial killers.
Nothing but hundreds of miles of this:
Just about every Interstate exit had no service stations and at one point there was a sign that stated that "No Service Station Next 100 Miles".
Just like that. No warning at the last service station or nothing.
100 miles later when there were suppose to be service stations you still had to drive 25 miles away from the Interstate just to get to it.
I did manage to come up with a fabulous idea about Utah.
What if, we moved the few people who do live in Utah and turned the whole state into a giant correctional facility for all the dangerous inmates, pedophiles, and rapist?
They could all ass fuck and kill each other and if they try to escape, it's ok because they'd probably die out in the desert before making it anywhere near civilization anyways.
Oh, and the people I encountered there were miserable assholes. Except for the one drunk at the gas station between the border of Colorado and Utah.
He was nice but admittedly stated that living in Utah was miserable and there's nothing to do but drink all day cause his life sucked.
That little skanky bitch that worked at the Wendy's was a complete bitch and rightfully so. After all, you do work at a Wendy's in the middle of the desert and you're ugly. That's 3 strikes. Boy must your life suck.
Arizona is very canyony. But we didn't drive through Arizona long enough for me to form an opinion about the state except for that it was canyony.
I was kind of pissed when I saw the State line sign blocking the Welcome sign. What dumb ass came up with that idea?
Anyways, my adventure out here is only beginning so there's not much to tell you thus far. But I can't promise to keep you all updated on everything I do.
You know the saying, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas".