North America Guitar Tour To LA June 19, 2014 San Francisco to LA doesn't seem like that far because it's within the same state of California, but in fact, California alone is larger than the entire land area of Japan. I made the round trip twice when I was younger, and it took me 6 hours almost non-stop on the highway, and if possible, I would have liked to stay overnight on the way. However, since this was a travel day, I didn't have any plans for the evening, and at worst, I only had to arrive while the T couple, who I was staying with, were awake, so I was at ease. I left the motel in Sunnyvale at 8am, with plenty of time to spare, and walked around, stopping at any rest areas I could find to use the restroom, and if I got hungry, I would get off the freeway, relying on the hamburger and pizza signs I could see along the freeway. I made my trip to south leisurely. On the way, my rough plans for Colorado started to take shape little by little, and my schedule for the future gradually started to fill up, such as deciding to go to a town near Little Rock, Arkansas instead of Memphis, Tennessee, which I had originally planned to go to. Also, by this time, my driving instincts had completely returned, and I was no longer a beginner who had only gotten my license a month earlier. However, although it was a mid-size car, there was almost no play in the steering wheel like in a small car, and it would take a while to get used to the way it reacts to the slightest movement. Most of the cars I had driven before were used large cars that were over 5000cc in Japan, so this was probably my first time driving such a small car. I was introduced to Mr. and Mrs. T by someone who had bought my CD in Japan, and all I knew about them was that they were Japanese and that they had previously worked for Apple, but they had also lived in the US for a long time, so I straightened up a little to avoid being distanced, hoping that we wouldn't have to say goodbye just after we started to get to know each other like in Japan. As we got closer to LA, the number of lanes on the freeway gradually increased, and the traffic volume increased accordingly. When I came to LA from Portland in 1992, I was caught by the highway patrol while zigzagging because of heavy traffic and reckless driving, and was forced to get off the freeway. However, this time I took plenty of breaks, so there was no such thing, and I arrived safely while sun was still out. I called Mr. T to tell him I was nearby. After arriving, he took me to a nearby open-terrace restaurant, and we gradually started to talk in Japanese for the first time in almost a week. Mr. T is from Kyushu like me, and we have a lot in common, such as being the same age and working at Apple, so at least I felt at ease right away. By the way, I don't work at Apple, but I do things like translating documents issued by Apple, and I frequented Apple so much that I even passed a translation exam with a 7% pass rate. It's ironic that I got less work after passing this exam. There was a guy from Apple Japan and I couldn't accept guy's attitude, so it's possible that I was the one who pulled away. *The people appearing in this article have been given their initials until their identities can be confirmed. |
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