I’m “live-blogging” my spontaneous road trip to Las Vegas.
I recovered from the fall and we continued our journey toward Las Vegas. But suddenly fatigue caught on again. It was time for a pick-me-up pit stop in Primm.
Primm Pit Stop
The nice thing about the Tesla is that you can turn on the auto-pilot and it will do most of the driving for you. The downside is that even in self-driving mode, you are still required to apply gentle pressure to the steering wheel to keep the autopilot engaged.
That means you cannot really sleep while you are driving. And if there was a time I wanted sleep, it was now. It had been a long day. Recall, I had no plans to go to Las Vegas.
But here was I was an hour away and I was about ready to pull over and sleep till morning, despite a bed waiting for me in Las Vegas. Leaving at 10:00 pm was not smart.
I did have a cup of coffee before I left LA, but that was not working. It was 101ºF outside, despite being 2:00 am, but there was also drops of rain coming down. I had the music on, but that did not work either.
As we approached Primm, just over Nevada border, I pulled over to a truck stop. I needed something. I don’t do energy drinks and certainly did not need any gas station coffee, but Augustine and I went inside and we each chose some candy. I needed to stay awake. Augustine was just along for the ride, but would never turn down a chance to have some candy.
We went inside and made our selections. For a moment I did consider a prison-style burrito, but wisely skipped it in favor of sour gummy Skittles (a disgusting 700 calories in the bag, but I was desperate at this point). Augustine chose Sour Patch Kids.
As we paid, the clerk asked if we wanted a bag, holding up those plastic single-use grocery bags that have been banned for years in California. There was also a guy playing a slot machine and smoking a cigarette indoors. We were not in the Golden State any longer…
Off we go. 45-minutes to Sin City.