In a very galaxy, far away: San Diego
I expected in the car at the door of a hotel in the center. Suddenly I look to my left and see a type of braided blonde hair, Dress with leotards, cape and a hammer. Beside, With a less achieved look, Another guy goes with green leotards, Green T-shirt two carvings below your stomach and mirrors-pop sunglasses.
The first one I guess is Thor or an Icelandic firefighter, the second is another comic character called Green Lantern despite the fact that he seemed more like Peter Pan millennial version. They left quietly talking down the street. “Vaya, San Diego is going to be weird ”, thought. This is how our route through California and other parts of the United States began.
My vital precision made Francesca come out with a strangest gesture than colleague Thor. My hotel reservation was numerically almost perfect: The day and time coincided and the month failed, I had reserved for October and we were in August. The fact that only the 10% The reserve did not seem sufficient to the receptionist of an accommodation that awaits anxious all year that weekend: The San Diego Comic-Con, The most famous international comic party on the planet and that we didn't know anything until a Darth Vader dress occupied our fourth.
It was a dirty room, Without natural light and in which we find cockroaches
We take the car to look for a place to sleep. In the first two road motels we found asked us 260 and 410 dollars per night respectively. We thought was expensive except that it included a ride in the millenary Falcon and we ended up finding the most co -man -of -the -motels where they made a special price of 180 U.S. dollars. It was a dirty room, Without natural light and in which we find cockroaches.
Fulfilled with the process of spoiled theft we go to the city. And not, It wasn't a city, It was a parallel world in which you crossed in the zebra crossings with a woman from 60 years dressed in Batman or an adorable teenager dressed as adorable teenage Japanese version. We went to know the Balboa Park, Nice and beautiful museum set, y el Old Town, turned into huge Mexican canteen of the beginnings of that city in the time of the Spaniards.
As, Starting something that took disproportionate dimensions in Los Angeles and San Francisco, Vagabundos reguers who roam the streets of the United States began to appear on the trip. Especially impressive was to check the huge camp of them that exists in the city and whose requirement is to be a war veteran. Floor thrown, Some patients and living in tents in a secarral. Uncle Sam doesn't seem to treat his heroes right.
They touch Country Rock at night so that people dance after dinner their hamburgers and be able to fasten the safety belt of the cars
From San Diego we went in the morning with our batmovil to Joshua Tree National Park. 300 kilometers to see the infinite succession of the same tree that is exactly the same in the guns of the kilometer road 1. We did not finish convincing history to the tree 3200 And we went to eat an abandoned town, Far West movies scenario, where they touch Country Rock at night so that people dance after dinner their hamburgers and are able to fasten the safety belt of the cars.
We decided to go to Palm Springs, That place where Elvis Presley bought a house which makes it an archaeological historical site in the short history of the United States. The city is a garden in the middle of a huge dry desert in which golf courses flourish, High palm trees and precious houses where the lawn is cut with nail scissors. Their avenues are long, Perfectly grid and a legend ensures that a person was seen once to walk through them before the night fell.
By chance we look at a place that seemed pretty, The Desert Riviera Hotel. We entered and a sympathetic young woman told us that it was a very special place where everyone spoke with everyone and there was in fact a community party today. The site had a garden with a pool next to a large and impolute barbecue and white and perfect rooms.
"Do you now understand why we carry 12 years in a row coming to this place to spend the holidays?”
We stayed and put in a water where you could do tea. There were a couple of some 45 years of French that arises. They ask us how long we stay and we tell him that “one night, It is a shame because the site is pretty ", I answer to say something. Then he, With her gaze from her that she moved her chin from top to bottom as they would tell me the Holy Grail shelter, I answer: "Do you now understand why we have been 2007 coming to this place to spend the holidays?”.
And me, at that same moment, Looking at the sympathetic pool, the giant barbecue and the tandem bikes they rented, I doubted if there were hidden cameras or the couple were two aliens escaped from the hidden bases that say that the American government has in that desert. I decided to smile and not say anything although in my head I kept making lists with dozens of places. And not, I did not understand that they will carry 9 years crossing the Atlantic to go to bathe that pool unless it is a promise to the Virgin of Lourdes.
At the time the fabulous night party arrived that announced us. It started at half past five in the afternoon with a temperature of 45 degrees. Neighbors began to arrive, They turned on the barbecue and also the owners appeared with 10 Pizza boxes. He was from so many parts of the world (Jordan, Syria, Greek, americano) that we decided that he was the nice Mr. Calvo and she was a Colombian who pretended not to speak Spanish well. They were all lovely, The French did not stop taking photos of all and everything and cordiality was especially imposed when there were fights to bring beer or lemonade closer. The night party concluded the 19:30, When the temperature was 40 degrees and the sun did not let you count on the plate how many chicken wings you had eaten.
The night party concluded the 19:30, When the temperature was 40 degrees and the sun did not let you count on the plate how many chicken wings you had eaten
We decided to go to the city then, Leave the party, which caused some gesture of contradiction of the French who came into the collapse of thinking that someone wanted to leave those walls for which they cross half a globe for nine years. They told us that there was a free tourist bus that passed each 15 minutes. We left the car and we went to the ones we thought were the avenues full of life and bars.
When we left the house we commented Francesca and I was that place was pleasantville, That film in which there was a perfect city in which everyone was perfect. We walked through streets and houses made with tiralíneas and found a stop just when the bus arrived. Suddenly, Hit, Everything changed and pleasantville fadded with a punch of cruel reality.
It was not the tourist bus, It was a normal bus. We pay a dollar and look inside the scene with disbelief. There were seven people, vagrants and drug addicts, that looked seven zombies. A couple of black boys, withdrawal, They put hand in the final part, which confirmed that at least they were alive, While with our side there was a white man a wool hat and a cart with his belongings and two older women who spoke alone. When we get to our stop, When we get up, We saw that there was a couple, She was lying on his legs, her face trembling. The body had it full of brands of clicks of syringes and scabs. In his skin it seemed evident that he had AIDS. She literally seemed that she was dying.
There was no, The streets were empty, except for a troop of ghosts that suddenly appeared in a traffic light
We go down with the wool hat and one of the two women. He was in the opposite direction with her cart and she stayed under a lamppost where we saw that a man approached her. We begin to walk through the two great avenues. There was no, The streets were empty, except for a troop of ghosts that suddenly appeared in a traffic light. All vagabonds, Living dead, that wandered aimless, Many speaking alone. I think I saw Elvis pass, or at least your skeleton, I had a toupee subject with clothing tweezers.
The night was closed and hot. After seeing that the big city had become a dark cemetery stopped at a bar to take something. Upon arriving, the girl tells us if we want a table next to the stage and tells us about a show. We tell you no, We go to the bar and while we take two sailors infamous, A Drag Queen Obesa appears on stage announcing Drag Queen's night. At that time there are few busy tables and next to the stage a woman with a truck driver and a man with truck pint.
The show begins. Drag make a playback, Sometimes bad and sometimes lousy, And they go through the tables. The people, especially the truck and truck, they get dollars that give them or put them in their false neckline. A single farewell and a birthday enters. The world seems to have gone crazy in Palm Springs and we are part of a scientific experiment that measures neurons, testosterone and sweat. Several dollars and necklines later we are almost tiptoe because the chief drag has threatened those who withdraw with private dance. I felt less fear when I was persecuted by elephants in Africa.
We take this time the tourist bus that crosses the city. We return to Lodge. French's couple is in the pool. He doesn't greet us and looks at us with a bad face when we decided to take a bath in its waters before we go to sleep. “Do you think it would be good if we teach you a photo of Tulum?”, Debato with Francesca .... It seems risky and I decide not to tell you anything from the outside world.
