Tucson passport. I shot pictures of Hard LA. I drove over night and the
next day to Canada. Silly. We went for Shambhala Music Festival. That was a completely transcendent experience. The gypsies took me in with my car. We blew a tire. Fixed a tire. Portland. Pit-stopped the car in Tucson. Hi dad. Drive to LA. Learn to love humans of LA. Discover the visa process.
Drive to Flagstaff Police for a visa clearance. Wallow. Repack. Maybe sleep. Drive back to be stranded in Barstow.
