Last month I wrote about the portion of our U.S.A. trek that took us from New York City to Washington D.C., via Philadelphia. From D.C. we started back across the United States, heading north-west towards Oregon where we would be dropping our (third and last) Driveaway car off.
|Snowy, misty goodness.|
- Dad lost his wallet;
- my keycard expired;
- Mum's emergency Visa stopped working.
We tried lots of things to access the money in our accounts, and at one point even got sent to a child abuse centre where they let us make international calls, but nothing worked. I finally managed to get $100 out of Mum's Visa, but we were still on the tightest budget ever.
In Dubois, WY, we went to a pub and met some fun locals. The bar owner offered us free beds out the back of the pub for the night! (see what I mean about the kindness of strangers?) Here is an excerpt from my travel journal:
9.28 pm Exxon Dubois, WY (after deer incident) go to pub with barman & Trina & Keith & Courtney & Bill. Talk about pool tournaments, ew wallet troubles. Keith offers us beds. My keycard expired.
|I love this stuff!|
We made it to Oregon and dropped the car off, then headed to my Dad's Aunt Roma's place, where we fell gratefully into the welcoming arms of family.
I'll continue this story later, when you'll hear about some hitch-hiking adventures as well as a stint in a San Fran homeless shelter!