Oy vay, blog readers. If you are still reading this, thank you for your patience. it has been an entire week since the last time i wrote on the blog. i apologize for the blog neglect. but man oh man has stuff happened. So last time we left off i was ready to get me a moped, a form of transportation and freedom. so that was my next morning at hostel cat, telling people that i was looking for a moped dealership. as i at my crap breakfast brought to you by 711, this older dude named joe said that would lead me to a dealership. he had an interview to go to, but knew that it wouldn't take too long to get to and says, "it's a bit of a walk, but it's alright." so we took off. joe was on his bike and i just walked by his side. after about ten minutes we got to the place that he was talking about and he looks at the place and says, "oh, they only rent here. but that's okay i know another place." so we walk further down the strip and turned. and then we walked. forever. throughout the way i heard most of joe's life story, about his ex wife, other women, his kids that are never in contact with him, how he moved here for italy, then lived in minnesota for a couple decades, you know, the norm. by that point we had waled a good 45 minutes and i kept asking joe, "how far away is this place, man?" and he said "it's not much further." then we would keep on walking, same question to him, same answer to me. 15 effing blocks later we made the turn to get to one of the main roads that gets us to the dealership. after walking about 2 hours i questioned whether or not this guy knew where he was going. so i went into 711 to get something to drink after walking around in the sun all day and ask the cashiers if there's a dealership around. they say its in a different direction than what im told. i tell joe that im going to go that way instead and he says that he had already given up all this time to show me around blablabla. so i went with him. for some reason he was really upset that i was really upset since didn't tell me that this was going to be a threeeeee hour trek to get to the dealership. buuut we made it. i got the moped for 800 and drove it out into the sunny city of las vegas, rode all the way down the strip from new york new york all the way down to our hostel. according to my odometer it was like a thirteen mile trip from the dealership to the hostel. thirteen miles. that's how long i followed this senile guy. thirteen miles. but hey, the moped runs like a charm. crap ton of miles to the gallon.
but enough of the trekking. the next day was byfar the best day so far in vegas. the hostel puts on some pretty sweet events. that day they were loading a bunch of people into a sketchy white, old van. we just had to pitch in money for gas and we 12 all traveled to the hoover dam and then headed off to lake mojave, where we did a butt-ton of cliff jumping. much fun had. so we had a good two hours of travel throughout the desert. we all agreed that it was pretty beautiful. especially everybody who wasn't from the states. they don't have that kind of landscape in holland or poland. during the drive we listened to a lot of tecno music. in our sketch van. in the desert. theeeeen it was time for our first buffet. cicis pizza, six bucks. all you can eat. and that was our happy end to the evening.
coming up next blog: the boys visit for imperial palace, the roller coaster of roulette, and the tale of chasing cars.
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