If I could telegraph this post with my unconscious mind, I would– I am that tired.
But a few things need to be said:
- We’re road-tripping again, whee! Fun but exhausting.
- My road rage is quite amazing. I never cease to be amazed by the volume, force, and vulgarity of the things that come out of my mouth when I’m behind the wheel of a car.
- Rest areas can be quite cute when wildflowers and native structures are introduced. South Carolina has lovely ones, as a matter of fact. However, there is nothing quite as beautiful as seeing a rest area with enough rest rooms that are well lit and clean, when you reeeeeeeeeeeally have to go. Breathtaking.
- Stuffed beef sounds positively alarming, decadent, excessive when stuffed with chorizo, in a Cuban dish called boliche. But oh, dear Internets, is it GOOD.
- And if you’re going to be in Florida, why not try to go to a restaurant called Columbia? It’s delicious and I am pretty sure you’ll love it, because Spanish and Cuban foods are really good. Like, really really really good.
- And finally, if you go there are you order the tableside Sangría, be prepared to be very happy and tipsy.
- Oh yeah. In Colombia, when one gets drunk it’s referred to as a "rasca." It’s kind of a funny term and it sounds funny. And hee hee hee hee rasca. Hee hee.
*Zonk*
A Daily Dose of Zen Sarcasm! 
Sounds like a fun trip! 🙂
I have a way for you to cure yourself of your road rage, because I have it too; instead of cursing the daylights out of who and whatever, you compliment it. At the top of your lungs and in the angriest voice you can muster. You will sound so ridiculous to yourself and everyone who can hear you you will bust out laughing – and that takes care of your rage.
But you must keep it up until you no longer get mad behind the wheel, and that can take a good while. It’s worth it though.