![]() ![]() Bowling alleys, Olympic swimming pools, white statues everywhere, beautifully manicured gardens, pristine landscaping, the smell of money and power wafting through every room. I was unprepared for that display of wealth and excess. Halfway between Los Angeles and San Francisco we spent a day at the Hearst Castle in San Simeon. Our eyes held – it was a moment – and I was sure we had the right connection for a storybook ending. Adrian and I looked at each other in disbelief as the fiery ball vanished from our sight. We spent a night in Santa Barbara and watched the sun fall from the sky in a blaze of red, orange and yellow colors I thought I heard a giant splash when it disappeared into the vastness of the horizon. California scenery was dramatic with cliffs appearing to plunge into the Pacific Ocean. Surfside Beach in Brazoria County, Texas along the Gulf of Mexico coast near Freeport, the beach that was the stomping ground of my high school days, was very sandy and often appeared dirty coastal highways there were carved through flat cow pastures where cows had to step around oil wells, where the smells from chemical plants and refineries often required keeping the windows rolled up on hot summer days in cars with no air conditioning. At my suggestion we moved on the following morning without breakfast.įrom Los Angeles we drove up the winding two-lane Highway 1 toward San Francisco and saw some of the most awesome coastlines I’d ever seen. However, I immediately envisioned headlines in The Grimes County Review saying Local Girl Arrested in California Drug Bust. When the pipe was handed to me, I took a puff because I didn’t want Adrian to think I wasn’t a party animal. ![]() The wine now mixed with the smoke filling the air in the living room. I thought the dinner conversation had been strange when they discussed friends who were busted for drugs the previous week. ![]() I had already drunk two glasses of wine they served with dinner so my first problem with the arrangement on the floor was worrying about how I was going to get up. I quickly realized Adrian and her friends enjoyed illegal substances. The guy took an odd-shaped glass and put something in it, then lit a pipe connected to the container and began to puff. They fixed dinner, and afterwards we all sat closely together on the floor in their living room. They also were very glad to see Adrian and welcomed me enthusiastically. We stayed with a guy and his girlfriend who lived in a suburb near Huntington Beach. I wanted to impress Adrian, and we had a fun evening with Harry and his music. I felt flush from my success at the blackjack tables that afternoon and bought our tickets. The next night we went to see Harry Belafonte perform for the dinner show at one of the large hotels on the Strip. Out of nowhere, an entire city of blazing illumination emerged as we drove toward our motel. I had never seen so many lights, hotels and casinos in one place. We arrived in the middle of the night and thought it was daylight there. I finally drifted to sleep pretending I had rescued Adrian from falling off one of the lookouts we’d seen in the late afternoon on our way to the cabin.įrom the majesty and grandeur of the Grand Canyon we made our way to Las Vegas, Nevada. She slept soundly as I tried to focus on the majesty and grandeur that was the Grand Canyon we had explored during the day. I hoped that the cold would make for warmer conditions in the double bed, but no such luck. She was several inches taller than me and had a good body in all the right places. Adrian was an attractive woman with short blonde straight hair. We only had one bed, and it was cold outside. We stayed in one of the little park cabins for one night at the Grand Canyon. I hated to leave, but Adrian already looked forward to seeing the Grand Canyon. The breathtaking beauty of those hills plus the excitement of being with the lesbian couple intoxicated me. We spent a day hiking in the San Dia mountains outside of Santa Fe. They reinforced my hope that Adrian might also be a homosexual and become my one true love if we made this awesome road trip together. None of us discussed anything about our private lives, but even I could see that these two women were intimately involved and not just friends. They were Adrian’s friends before she and I shared college days at the University of Texas, seemed happy to see her, and welcomed me into their home. Our first major goal was Albuquerque, New Mexico, where we spent a couple of nights with two women who lived there. Since neither of us had time constraints or very much money, we planned our course around Adrian’s friends and family locations. The trip with Adrian to Seattle from Houston was the beginning of my venture into unfamiliar territories.
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