samedi

samedi: mission:missions

geraldine arrived in california with a dream:
to see a mission or more


along the way there were many an el camino real landmark
but what were those "lamposts"? (gp)
"they're bells. since they're missions." (jr)

but thanks to a previously creepy man but now not-so
on her last day in united states
geraldine visited a real live mission
(except that it was closed)

so onto mission #2
(also closed)




servant, chauffeur, same thing

(note same outfit as last time we encountered this fella hmm)

vendredi

crotte de cassette

Il était une fois,
une cassette malsaine
qui TOUT À COUP
sans précaution
avait l'habitude de se virer
(merde alors)



"CROTTE" ( dit par toutes les routardes au moins autant de fois qu'elles ont dit "woo")

quelques théories:
a. sharp turns
b. on-ramps
c. off-ramps
d. cassette pourrie


all of which have been proven wrong

jeudi

jeudi: ojai sounds like oh, hi

the comfort doesn't come cheap

only in ojai do we pay the most for a campsite ($37) and have the fewest RV neighbors (1)

la vallée où justine a fait ses études



the blog needs updating...
so 4 hours later:
we hit the road again to go au nord

*right before this picture is taken hugo let's us know via light that we need to check his engine oil*

loitering at 7/11 for quite awhile in atascadero

concocting coffee and buying souvenirs

250ish miles later seems like a good time to check that oil, oui?

mercredi

mercredi: "on ne parle pas de mon depart" mdv

quelle beauté

mais marie part quand même

crikey!

good thing geraldine saw this after her morning swim

LAX

the time came for us to part our ways
but not before we made sure marie was in the safe hands of a sensible britishman, kit

*2 days later we received this:
"salut GG!!
COMO ESTAS?
i hope you always enjoy your Road Trip you 2!
during the flight to go to London i was with Christ and he drank a lot
of
wine ,a moment after that he was feeling very sick and he vomited in
the
bathroom!!IT WAS FRICKING FUNNY FOR ME BUT NOT FOR HIM..."

what better way to alleviate our mélancolie than a swim in malibu at sunset


to ojai, encore en maillots

la classe!

mardi

mardi: do you understand STUCK IN MEXICO?

12:20 pm
wake-up call grâce à sergio
les routardes think alike:
there are curtains on the wall
there is a window in our room
windows let light in
so when the sun rises
there will be light in our room
oui mais...
at motel leon windows can open onto hallways
so there will be no light no matter when

la preuve:


we're in love with this city


and this guy's in love with marie


ce n'est qu'un au revoir

and we walked back to united states

la frontière

where do we begin?
after a long wait in line for pedestrians, still with sergio
we greeted a US Customs Border Control Officer, henceforth known as "le connard"

*we'd like to reassert that we had no troubles in mexico until we walked back to amérique and encountered this man*
he looked a little like this...


armed with our passports, how could anything go wrong?
but dear connard thought otherwise
"Why is there no stamp here?" le connard
"Er, I don't know...." mdv
"There is a stamp on this ladies paper and in your own passport. Why is there no stamp here? le connard
"Er, I don't know..."mdv
"Noone gave her one" gp
General confusion, arguments, translation, interruptions and even a hand in Justine's face ensued concerning the whereabouts of the stamp.
Then connard realises something.
"This is a copy. This is not the original J-1 visa. You see how there's no border here. This is a photocopy. You're here illegally"
"Yes" mdv
"Plus. it's signed. This is fraud."
Oh Marie.....
And so, the routardes realise, marie is in a pickle. Her original paper is in the car in United States. Geraldine is sent over the border with a ten minute time limit to find the real visa.
"If that girl doesn't get back here in ten minutes, I'm going to cancel your visa."

"But she doesn't understand." jr
"Do... you... understand...STUCK IN MEXICO?" le connard
"Yes yes yes" mdv
And so, the routardes receive the third citation of their voyage. Under reasons: "Possible fraud".
Meanwhile, Geraldine runs across the border in an attempt to save the day. The ten minute limit dangerously threatened by the fact that she has no idea where we parked Hugo, is weighed down by a baby blue mini guitar and a plastic bag full of tequila and the night has fallen all too quickly. The sight of Hugo in the distance was the definition of relief. She tears apart the car, finds le classeur rose with the original paper and races back into mexico to meet another CBP officer.
"I'm looking for my friends. I need to give them a paper" gp
"Oh, they've been locked up." connard no 2. Apparently, some CBP officers think it's OK to joke.
Miraculously, one CBP officer understands Marie.
"Oh, you were trying to help us, but actually made it harder on yourself." Voila.
So les routardes walked free - or so we thought.
"Where are you girls going." connard no 1
"Errrrrr" les routardes
"You need to see buena ventura." Buena ventura is connard no 3
Again we recount our story. He doesn't understand and manages to find new discrepancies on marie's papers. He calls on connard no 4.
"That's not your problem. What IS your problem is that your program director has not signed this form to give you permission
to travel."
(connard no 3 asks for marie's fingerprints. marie grabs the whole fingerprint machine with her hand. this is indescribably funny.)
"but geraldine has exactly the same form" jr
"well she shouldn't be going anywhere either. let me see your forms." connard no 4
bien fait justine
connard no 4 to connard no 3 "this is a DPS" (begins to type and nod)
Are the routardes STUCK IN MEXICO? They don't know.
Connard no 4 tries to bond with geraldine over england and his family's castle in Warwick. we take this as meaning we're free to go.
we return to hugo etourdies par la longue nuit.

miles north in the OC
les routardes finally stumble into a campsite
and pick a site completely à l'hasard
it takes them several minutes to realize:
FUEGO awaited!

for those of you who don't know,
marie has wanted to make a fire since we left canoe island
(specifically on the beach but the fear of more citations loomed)
so on her last night in united states,
fuego found her, ready for us to whip out the s'more materials stored in hugo since santa cruz

as you all know,
fire requires 3 essential elements:
1. Heat
2. Oxygen
3. Fuel

& the OC is lacking in #3

lundi

lundi soir: hablamos espagnol!

there were doubters,

dissuaders, and even a few fans

but on monday, september the 18th, 2006, at just after 6pm
after over 1,500 miles, 4 states, 8 tanks of gas...
les routardes arrived au mexique


someone had warned us about being sold into white slavery

but this was really our home for the night, motel leon

we were told, above all, tijuana was:
a. dangerous
b. full of americans
oui mais...
not a monday night in late september!

recommendation to all future visitors of tijuana: pretend you're french
american tourists will be bothered by the locals,
but if you instead respond with:
a. "pero.. hablo espagnol!" mdv
or
b. "uuuuh français? no ingles..." gp & jr
you will find tijuana a welcoming and amusing experience

among the population of tijuana with whom we were quickly friends
there was sergio

who brought us to an internet café and showed us a justin timberlake music video
so naturally we showed him the blog

lundi day: l'anticipation

morning bike ride to santa monica on these american contraptions called beach cruisers
"mais, il n'y a pas de freins!" mdv
"but, there aren't any brakes!" gp



geraldine's role model & new friend


why is venice called venice?
a revelation:


tout est grand en amérique #987654

dimanche

dimanche: in search of gospel

marie had a dream
to come to united states
and go to a gospel church
so, on her last sunday we found her this:
http://www.agapelive.com
in culver city, los angeles


involved were:
100s of full parking lots, all for agape
2 big screen live projections of the service
2 sign language translators
8 times Dr. Beckwith referenced the word "drama" in reference to a life without God in his sermon
20+ ushers all insisting that you sit down to avoid a fire hazard
1 neil sedaka tribute too many
10 booths in the front lot merchandising to rival any american sport league
singing, hand raising, chanting, swaying, holding hands etc.

to recover from our spiritual awakening, we spent the day chez le milliardaire on this beach

marie's poses mean we risk our lives for the blog

venice beach in the evening


marie's two new best friends,
a french personal trainer/olympian-sprinter-to-be, manu
& his german cohort
1 hour massage of her pied de merde did what no nurse or doctor in the san juans could all summer,
get rid of that "BIG PAIN" in her foot!