Lauren and I got a ride via craigslist to Richmond yesterday. The guy who took us was really nice and worked for the forest service. We have been hanging out with Eric (Laurens past future husband) who has been showing us a good ole time in the past-capital of the confederacy. There are a lot of old buildings, remains of creepy war prisons, and equestrain monuments all around the city. We went walking around the James River trails and around some railroad tracks.
An unfortunate goose had been hit by the train and was flailing around wildly with its last bits of life.
Here is a crude cell phone video of Lauren kindly putting it out of its misery (by throwing a rail-road spike at its head):
Now we are working on getting to Laurens old stomping grounds: Virginia Beach- which is about 100 miles south-east.
We briefly tried to hitchhike there today – but quickly lost hope realizing that our potential ride was probably not going to be entering on this ramp. (Our sign is made from a PBR 12 pack box.)
Hopefully we’ll be getting to VB tomorrow somehow….