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Some people told me boast over California

, Said it was block, with its spring sunshine, outstanding people of feng shui treasure. Years later, to experience deeply the man telling the truth, so I have been studying and working in California. Perhaps it stay too long, look around the human and the scenery from the heart can not help but to doubt that this is the United States? California to represent the United States? If not, so stay in California, too wronged? I think I should go and see a real American! Therefore, every time see someone come from the east drive, I always was envious of their courage and ability across the United States, will relish along to their customs and inquire about the experience of driving across. Envy, self-sighed, they can do when your first adventure, the desire to achieve across the United States. With this idea in mind since not help plan the opportunity. Finally, a chance and so, I transfer to a new professional application is a well-known Midwestern university received. In this way, I can take advantage of the opportunity to go to school to school, driving 2,400 miles, can not be considered across the entire United States, more than half of the United States will.

departure preparation is meticulous. Pushing my silver car, 87 years with a skylight MAZDA 323 is Made in Japan, has been well maintained, without a trace of dust inside, no little odor, do not leave an excess of material. White colleagues joked that such a clean car, see you over the top. Nevertheless, I still make car-repair technician from the fall, from the inside out, thoroughly checking it again, the repair of the repair, the change of the exchange. Starting the day early in the morning, hot sunshine were people, I put all the luggage into the car, braving the scorching sun to drive the road. Vehicles traveling north along the 880 freeway, then go to Interstate 80 toward Sacramento embarked direction. After Sacramento, California’s capital, I looked at the familiar scene outside the window, sadly, a few years ago to study at the nearby university town, almost a month to come, and it did not expect now to bid farewell, goodbye to California. Although there are conditions, the wheels are relentless, ever-advancing toward Nevada’s Reno-Benz. . . Too hot, open the truck-mounted air conditioning blowing cold air, cool and comfortable. I thought to myself, so scenic drive during the day, sleep at night to find a Motel, so across the United States, everyone should be able to do it, not much of hard work and adventure of it. Wheels to keep rolling forward, open, open. . . When the car approaching Reno, suddenly, the front uttered a muffled, interrupted my thoughts, then, the heavy steering wheel up immediately to hold the steering wheel like a millstone as the disk, while air conditioning has gone, the interior temperature rose sharply, forced to open windows. I realized the engine trouble, and decided to withdraw from interstate highways, repairing a car in Reno.

driving a car, I unwittingly found a car-repair shop, tell the technician the problem of motor vehicles, to check the car over to him. Soon technician told me, no big car engine problems, but the temperature is too high, blown steering wheel pulley, truck-mounted air-conditioners are burned, so, driving the steering wheel is especially heavy, the car is particularly hot. At the same time, he gave me a proposal, each refueling, the best to rest some time so some of the engine temperature down. How do? Challenge put before me, came back and it is impossible, and can now only open more than 200 miles, there are thousands of miles of road in front of the span, which had most drastic, and repaired the car and move on. Wait more than an hour, car repaired, a new steering wheel for the pulley, but no air-conditioner repair, because the price is high. Car keys back to me is the noon, the fire scorching sun in general, the air around the hot, roasted hot human whole body, sweating as if Liu Buchu to, high temperature hot and makes some rapid breathing, which is Nevada’s summer. At this point, I figured well the latest plan: \. .

sunset just West Ramp, I can not wait, another departure. Air-conditioner is broken, had to have four windows and skylights open, even if so, did not significantly decrease the temperature inside the car, because ambient air is hot, blowing hot air coming naturally. Unintentionally, I am reminded of the \Wind and rain that is dreamed of hot, hot wind and a real body Dao Shi. First time driving through Nevada desert, a kind of freshness to the United States, at first glance: endless barren and desolate land, the dry cracked ground into a long thin yellow soil Road ditch, everywhere sizes of gravel, there is a round and round low withered, nameless desert plants in northwest China is not as endless as the sea of yellow sand sea and the crescent-shaped piles of sand dunes. In the empty interstate, I was the only car almost drove eyes closed. I feel the natural ease up, look down the yellow barren stretch of land far away, watching the sunset sky to the west the distance of dye patches of blood red color, as I still sky burning flame I ran a kind of bleak beauty. Still keep the wheels spin. . . I handle the steering wheel, looked around bored, the road is still quiet empty, the window remains constant yellow, just the beauty disappears, turn into the color of fatigue. I looked at the dashboard odometer, calculating from the first destination, Salt Lake City, how far, there are more than 400 miles ah! Heart sighs. Still creeping forward inch by inch wheels, the hearts of loneliness a little bit to spread, remembered to bring the tape into the tape recorder entered the room, listening to music played. . . Sunset has been completely down, and black night gradually cover the whole sky, the sky is no moon, the stars not seen flashing lights I opened, two white beam of light shining the way forward, inch by inch forward, rolling car, or forward. . .

are bored when driving, suddenly, a strong light from the car according to my eyes was the reflection mirror to the photo took, I looked back and turned out to be a long distances followed by a large truck behind me, with headlight glare shining on me. I know the truck’s powerful in a hurry to go for Road, next to it first, not thought of trucks behind me, change lanes, according to light to continue. \Then I realized, well, today made a driving run into a rogue. As has been said to me, driving in Nevada to be careful, sometimes run into open trucks, rogue or rogue, who during the day from the back of your car collision in bright light at night with headlights shining you tightly . Then I thought, must try to avoid it, then blasted to stepping on the accelerator in an attempt to accelerate the truck from that bike. Ran a little way, I have a back, Yao ho! That truck to catch up to, after all, my car is small, his trucks, then was he doing the eye on, a strong light beam is coming from the back of photo. Before and after the high-speed chase in two vehicles, I am taking a sudden deceleration lane change, want to truck a moment by surprise, rushed in front. Unexpectedly, that guy is a veteran, I saw changes, but also slow down immediately for Road or Jinjindegen behind me. In these circumstances, I am a little frustrated, and can be read back to a thought, there are hundreds of miles away in front, can not let this guy always followed behind, with headlights shining on me, ah, must find a way to get rid of it! I see the fuel gauge calibration is very low, she simply, exit highway to refuel, so that you can get rid of that bike behind a truck. To good, I saw a petrol station exit, immediately back out. Fortunately, this time a large truck did not keep up and saw that the guys head out the window towards me laugh. Car seems so far away, when I was relieved, thinking that guy may be way too boring, find fun, driving lonely, even when the fun I had to take. Canada finished oil, rest for about an hour, I hit the road, this time Fortunately, no harassment, loneliness returns, bored to open to the Nevada and Utah border town, Wendover. At this point exactly midnight, I must add here, views the oil, take a break, as the previous been to Salt Lake City is a 200 mile desert add salt, no settlements, and gas stations in the no mans land, the wolf was said to often haunt. In this way, if trouble, trouble.

been raised oil, is preparing the road, I found myself lost, have no idea where you can on the highway. However, the petrol station just in front of a very long road, about where this road is a highway entrance, but if a wrong direction from what will happen to spend a lot of time. Just, I saw the corner stood a seems to be local people, drove past should ask. Car to the nearby, I saw a native American, I hurriedly asked him where he was on the highway, the Indians readily wave, I opened in accordance with the direction he was referring to. Get closer and feel wrong, and just come in the way when filling different view, I felt fooled, quickly turned around and drove back to open. When I read the station when I saw that the Indians towards revealing a jaunty smile, I thought some annoyed. U.S. drive to ask the way of life in common, and this Indian was a stranger in the midnight rush hurry people play pranks, is a bit wicked. This is my first time dealing with the Indians, the impression boast. Car of the interstate highway, the direction toward the Salt Lake City Mercedes-Benz, to cross the 200 miles of desert no man’s land. Motion of the car to about 70 miles from Salt Lake City where there is, I suddenly find the car engine oil light goes on, in general, it refers to the engine where the oil is very low, if not in time, the engine will burn bad. My God! Who would have thought that the terrorist actually happened: the night a little more, my car actually broke down in the no man’s land. In order to preserve the engine, I had to pull over, and then look around, see no movement, get off to open the front hood, flashed my torch with inspection engines. Is bow of the inspection, I suddenly heard a voice and a car came the questioning of English: \Someone help, when my courage up too sturdy.

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\He gradually became the main character, and I had become to him the torch of supporting. While, he Gollum to her that I did not catch what he said, saw him up to his car goes through something, then he came up to me that the lack of tools, can not repair. Meet by chance, in the middle of the night in no man’s land, others a helping hand extended to take the initiative,Louis Vuitton Damier Ebene Canvas Initiales Belt, already grateful, and fix it is quite normal, I thanked him. At the same time, I asked out of his own doubts: \I am not Korean ah. \people care about. Finally, when he left I said, now leave this place, here are the wolf. His car gone, and I just-do, the attendant brought a bottle of oil added to the engine cover got on cover. Then, that I feel the middle of the night desert, still exudes the air of sultry melancholy, torch light also made muddy.

got on, I move on this moment the engine lamp is not bright. Opened about 30 miles, the engine oil lamps, bright, and this time I had experience, next door, and to bring the last bottle of oil again and again inside, and then continue driving. But it soon, the engine oil lamps lit the third time, my heart sighed, this time is really running out of tricks, because there is no oil. I look at what odometer, not far from Salt Lake City, heart of a hate, so open to it, the engine burn, go into the city repair! In this way, I drove into the Salt Lake City.

found a Motel, have 4:00 more. Wash finished, I lay in bed, toss and turn unable to sleep, go an ‘suck thing as car engines, the troublesome than most of the troubles in Reno. There are thousands of miles in front of the span, if the engine really have problems, repair them first delay time, and second, a lot of money, in Salt Lake City has entered into this place is not, is also unable to get back to back. Thought to himself, contingency plans, if it is not, had sold or abandoned vehicles, luggage packing, buy air tickets to schools across the United States had to choose another future.

7:00 and more, I really could not sleep, get up, drive to look for car-repair shop. A coincidence, I found a back door of the car-repair market, sent the car went in and sat there quietly waiting and nervous, as if the final court ruling. More than an hour later, a technician to tell me that he did not find a long search engines are a big problem, only oil spill, vehicle chassis, a mess, and now had to clean chassis. I quickly asked why lantern on? He said that is normal for a few tries, perhaps the old sensor. I said quickly, then it changed it. He agreed and went to work. I get back on the same place, although there is suspicion mind, but practical in many, God bless, no major disaster imminent disaster. Suddenly, I remembered a friend once told me that Japanese cars are not the same as steel and the United States, in the Nevada high desert drive, easy to heat up the engine hot. Assume that the sensor by the high temperature, the lamp also bright. I guess it is probably for this reason, resulting in the desert last night Cry.

completing the car, I went back to Motel, fell asleep in bed, and an entire afternoon. The time of sunset, I drove off again, goodbye to the desert, embarked on a journey toward a new plateau of Wyoming, the next destination is the Wyoming of Cheyenne. Interstate highway weaving through the mountains into the sunset afterglow shines red top, set off by cloudless blue sky, blue sky, is really a unique sense of beauty, a beauty who can only immersive experience, flying, roaring past are radically hopeless. Looked up, I saw a brown wolf standing in the twilight shine red under the top of the hill, heart surprise, I finally saw a wolf. One changed their minds, I also glad that they are in no man’s land of the desert last night not encountered it, otherwise it will troublesome pile of trouble.

in August of Wyoming, the evening cool, endless, wide fluctuations in the wilderness as if connected with the day, Woods grass swaying in the evening breeze blowing gently into the distance the faint mottled grass spreading and roads loess mosaic, alternating layers of green-yellow is connected, has been toward the blue-gray sky, the plateau constitutes a colorful landscape. Liao Kuang car drink in the scenery, I can not help but think of the Northern Dynasty’s \Days like Qiong Lu, cage cover fieldwork. Green and wild and fog, wind and grass the sheep and cattle. Yes ah, nothing to see, that is not seen cattle and sheep, could not help a bit upset. Night came, and thick black velvet curtain as block, nor moon, nor were the stars, turn lights, more than 300 miles toward the destination ahead. Night temperatures drop very low altitude, coolness get in the car, I shook the windows, had to open a little heating. Consider also funny, in August the same, or a sweat last night, burn the hate air-conditioning, turn on the heater tonight actually to drive away the car’s chill gone, as the ancients said, \Ray \At this time the interstate highway is empty, I was the only east-Benz car. Night driving in the plateau, and I gaze into the distance, a kind of illusion, as if from the day close to close, in front of the vault of heaven. Suddenly, the front windows on the fall of the rain, I looked up and saw the night sky floated a thick overcast with heavy, top and over, low cloud almost palpable, \At this moment, I really feel that this conception of poetry.

This is my first time driving at night on the plateau, is an unforgettable one. Vehicles continue to go toward the Cheyenne Chi. . .

distance to the next more smoothly. I rest a day in Cheyenne, evening shift driving Highway 25, went to Colorado in Denver. Along the way, I also see some spectacular scenery, especially the two soaring towers. Tower has a giant ball above the body to produce very high currents, the current two spheres collide, along with the creak of the voice, a strong blue flame, in the dark night, 10 miles away can see, very bright, dazzling. So far, I do not know which side of two gods tower treasure.

next afternoon, being in the drizzle, I bid farewell to Denver, then turned to take Interstate 70 to continue east, in front of the central and western Great Plains is a Yimapingchuan. Recall Cry continuously for three days, I walked across the desert, across the plateau, out of the mountains, have had large and small adventures, somewhat dismay. . . Denver not far left, I parked on the roadside, Xie Shen leaning near the vehicle, starting point of the Italian pipe quietly back waiting to see the path. In the misty rain into vast, brown and yellow like the Rocky Mountains into a solid, the walls of the challenges to pedestrians, it stands in the distance, winding stretch. This wall seems provocative to say to you, to ah! Have the capability, they have the courage, the courage, you will come to conquer me, otherwise you will not even think about the past, or back to the way, or worship at my feet.

I quietly moved into the car the boundary of Kansas, never see the original mountains, and in front of the Great Plains is really flat, ah, straight stretches of road to the distant horizon. Forward inch by inch to the road with cars, my mind would think, to be rushed to the front near to see what happens, but the sky still is in the horizon, endless road under the wheels. . . Imagine, if the air looking down, my car Mercedes-Benz in the plains, like ants in the formation of the earth slowly creeping forward. So slowly crawling on my car finally climbed out of the Kansas and Missouri, and Illinois came across the far shore of the St. Louis.

standing on the Mississippi side, my heart sadly, this is what people say Old Man River (Old Man River), the original only from books, in film and television, to see and hear a song, Now on the ground, glimpse of respect Yen. The towering Gateway Arch (arch door) is St. Louis city mark, standing in the Mississippi shore, far from it and the city looked seamless. I was wandering around in the subglottic arch of the avenue, and saw a hawker selling tourist souvenirs to me. I asked him if he is the real estate it? He said yes, then I looked at the bottom of the imprint tourism products, he said: \

I will leave St. Louis, across the Mississippi River. Was a history major, I of course know the history of immigration in the United States immigration Mississippi River on the westbound what it means. Today, I am against the Road and used, once crossed from the West, the river, there would be no easy way back to the West care of. Thought of it as I step on the gas, auto cross in the past, continue east, then across the two states, there is my destination. . .

Adventures finished up. I drive far more than adventure story, but, after all, is my first time in the United States long-distance driving adventure, so it is deeply imprinted in my mind, every piece of clear as yesterday. Then I traveled by car many places: east been to New York, Washington, DC; north’ve been to Chicago, the Twin Cities; south’ve been to Memphis, Miami. In traveling around, I was going through all sorts and sizes adventure. Now slowly taste, careful thinking, naturally, have some experience. After all, adventure what to fear? When the unknown world and the things to know, to try, is a kind of adventure is not it? Is not life in a second, large and small, consciously or unconsciously, active and passive adventure came into it? Only adventure to a successful and brilliant, of course, there are failures and setbacks, and even sacrifice. This is not surprising, because we can only look for a job in person, be done in days, not far to look for a job man, the outcome is also one level.

Finally, to ask me, through a variety of travel, whether to see a true American, my answer is: I neither see, nor see, every place is the United States, but not the United States . America is a genuine are not composed of both countries.

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