Traffic extends all the way from L.A. to Vegas. I have never seen anything like it. All these cars. Going 30 mph. In the desert.
It is no consolation that we hit California until we turn north and out of this traffic. We are going to San Francisco to take some pictures and maybe catch a story or two.
I realize that we are…untethered. Patrick plugs in the iPod, and we listen to Swedish music until we roll into town.
