Bigger than Life (Part Two)

Hopped on dog which the bus is called

we headed east while the snow has falled.

Too bad the snow outran the way,

the dog was tired so we're made to stay.

The place, however, was full of braves,

with pimps, elderlies and ex-convicts.

Along with the drug addicts

who said, "Gimme summufdat candy, main!"

Finally the snow melted and sun peeked through,

a jolly man came got us and gave us food.

With snowy hair and rosy cheeks

he steers a Volvo that also creaks.

His house is big, but perfect for four

or maybe more.

The marsh behind was still from night before

and the snow came dripping down to the floor.

We met his wife, his daughters and Anne Bee,

Oonk, their dogs, and all the friends there be.

In this town like everywhere we went:

we wined at 5, ate at 8

got drunk at 10, and went to bed late.

But most of all, it's the company that made

this visit all the more precious than any damn way.

Thank you all for the drunken nights

the shopping trips, and the free t-shirts,

the warm house you invited us in,

the amazing food you fed us with,

the lovely family I'm introduced to,

and all the best with whatever you do.

(From Monica to all the people that made this Fun USA! more than just fun.)

Bigger than Life (Part One)

Early in my days of wandering, I've always thought traveling is romantic. Going into a city, stay for a month, get to know the people and tourists alike, maybe even have a bit of romance, then leave and return to the reality.

This time round, everything was different. Being on a standby ticket, I got on to first class for the very first time. Greeted by champagne and warm nuts, the cocooned seats turns into a bed and has its own remote control that controls everything but a foot massage.

Every stop was smooth sailing, nothing was delayed; in fact, we gained a few more hours instead. Twelve reversed hours later, we were greeted by the warm hosts, their child also greeted us with his long eyelashes that cover half of his face.

We wined, dined and danced. Food was so plentiful that would make a giant weep, wine pours everywhere including the kitchen sink. Dancing was only one night but it made me trip. Then everything has its end and it was our time to leave. But this time, we had a company who is Furgalicious.

She coughs and smokes, and tells her jokes, that were 100 times crazier than you'd ever hoped.

We drove to the party city where Crazyville is. We stuffed our faces with Hurricanes, raw oysters, sugar powdered doughnuts, and live jazz with magnificent drinks. My only concern was, 'Damn it sure is freezin'.'

Then we loaded the car with seafood, arrived at a house with old posters all stuck on the wall, and a hostess who is jolly and wears pink suit.

Her golden hair sparkled like shimmer and her laugh was contagious like flu. 'Well honey...' is her favorite phrase to start a sentence and it always ends with a statement in awe.

We made orgasmic crab cakes and delightful fudge, then bid farewell to the hostess by swapping her couch. We hit the road to an old historic town where people in the neighborhood all know each other and where all the houses opens up into a museum.

Then there was a big game in town, that everyone was excited about. The girls would dress in black, and wear great golden beads around their neck. A man on scooter roams in and out, cheering and jeering the spectators about. In the end, the underdogs were blessed and won the golden match. Everyone cheered from Crazyville to History Town, and all across the nation.

In the end, we hit the road again. Packed with giant white and golden beads, we got on the train that moved slowly away. The train was packed with people from Crazyville: drunks, young, old and us all crammed in the space for half a day till we got to Whitefence House.

The cozy rooms and two delightful hosts with their child who speaks in deep voice welcomed us to sleep in their yellow marshmallow bed and we ate soupy noodles that reminded us of home. In return, we cooked chilli and steamed trees which they seemed to enjoy.

After that, we journeyed more.