Day 2- Tarptard

Dryden, Ontario sucks. In an attempt to find a place to sleep we pulled into the local walmart parking lot to crash for a few hours. Taylor apparently can't sleep sitting up so he decided to lay out a tarp in the ditch beside the highway. Before Taylor could even hit the pillow, the local fuzz were on us. Friggin Taylor!! Haha it was so sketchy looking. Of course the cop told us to get lost...and recommended we sleep in a rest stop a few clicks up the highway. So off we went....

...only to get pulled over by another local officer. He asked me a bunch of questions about the van like "what's with the cages in the windows". We explained that his comrade had already talked to us, to which he replied " oh you're those tarp guys!!". We're already famous in this town!

So that cop told us to drive 3 clicks and park in the rest stop...good advice. So now we're sleeping on the sudd if a dark ass highway 3 kilometers outside of my least favorite town ever waiting for pleatherface to come kill us. Touring rules!!!!

Haha I wish I had photos but I think that may have landed me a night in Dryden prison.

(in fairness to Taylor, I think we were being watched from the moment we rolled into town. Creepy vans attract attention.)

I'm watching burn after reading on my iPod. Life is good.