A Long and Difficult Journey

This is how the last two days of my life were: I had to stay in the back part of a box truck for several hours, which was freezing. Then I went to a film shoot where I was specifically told to "not touch anything" and to "just stay out of the way". That was immediately followed by another several hour truck ride (freezing compartment, again) where at pretty much the crack of dawn Presto, Ian, Daniel and I unloaded a bunch of filming gear for someone I don't know.

Get back in the truck. Still freezing. Drive to the place where Presto works over the summer to exchange the truck for his car. Get to meet someone he knows and hang out at their house for about an hour.

Get back into the car behind the drivers seat- feel incredibly cramped. Resign yourself to this fate since all of the other seats are filled with either peoples stuff, Ian, or Presto. Realize that both of the cars other occupants like driving with the windows down and the sun roof open.

Remain cold for the next 13 hours. Try to complain as little as possible about it. Change positions every 20 minutes or so because you're beginning to realize that no matter which way you sit, it doesn't work. You could be upside down in the car and you will still not fit in the space you have.

Arrive at Jordan's house in North Carolina at about 2:45 in the morning, technically day 3 of your trip. Almost fall out of the car. Get unpacked, brush your teeth, and get ready for bed in a room where both the air conditioning and the fan is running.

Fail to discern how to turn either off. Begin to resent all things with temperatures below 75 degrees. Decide that you're going to do Day Eleven because you're a terrible slacker.

Day 11: Favorite TV shows

I honestly don't have very many shows that I like. I just don't watch a whole lot of tv, that's just how I grew up.

That having been said,

I was introduced to Top Gear by the swim team here. It's essentially a show about cars, done by the three people in the image.

No one really knows who the Stig is. It's pointless trying to figure it out, the producers just lie in the credits anyway.

Some things I have learned from watching Top Gear:

1. America is good for almost nothing. We are also depressingly stupid in the eyes of British people.

2. Albania is also useless- in their case, however, they're also evil.

3. Reliant Robins are both hilarious and totally unreliable.

4. The Bugatti Veyron is, essentially, the best car ever made.

5. The way that Jeremy Clarkson says things are the best or worst "in the world" is excellent.

...and the list goes on.

I guess it's not much of a girl show, so most females should steer clear of it because they don't know how to really appreciate what the show is trying to do. If you're a guy, though, go for it- I recommend it highly.