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Who Turned Off the Lights?
Yes very corny and I'm sure said by several million people at the same time which is rather impressive.
On my way to Burning Man, I decided to take a slight detour to go somewhere epic to watch the solar eclipse. I found that Casper, Wyoming was one of the best places to view this sort of once-in-a-lifetime experience. (I know there's another one in 7 years and I saw one when I was kid)
1700 miles later and I pulled into town with a few hours to spare. I drove past Main Street and the festivities looked a bit overwhelming.
I ended up at an amazing local dive bar, Frosty's Bar and Grill where more times than not the cash register ends up with more money from the employees both working and not, than customers. True story, that's what the bartender told me. She was quite a hoot, but came in a distant second to the woman, an off-duty bartender who was selling t-shirts out side the bar. In fact, she was the reason I ended up there. As soon as I parked and got out of my truck she hollered over to me and waved me in.
I must admit, it was very impressive; the eclipse not the bar. Everything went dark, the temperature dropped considerably and then .....
Back on the road, but not before waiting for 30 minutes at the nearest gas station because I wasn't the only person thinking fueling up before getting in crazy traffic might be a good idea.
Unfortunately the credit card reader broke and well .....
Traffic ---Seems Like I Can't Escape It
August 21 at 1:34pm · So much traffic; had I known I would have crawled back into my cocoon and went to sleep
But I didn't so I sat and sat. My back was killing me, but I was stuck. The road was too narrow for me to turn around and take another route. Finally I made it to a gas station fueled up and looked at the line of traffic that went on for as far as your eye could see in both directions.
The Road Less Taken
Then I spied an smaller country road and as it turned out, it was the most direct route to Burning Man.
Ha Ha; off I went; see ya later suckers.
6 hours later, I was tucking myself in at a rest stop in Coalville, Utah, just shy of Salt Lake City
Jon Danniells is an adventurer and traveler, a teacher and student, a husband and a father, a cook and a farmer, a "week-end warrior" (very amateur athlete) and has not earned any money on these labors of love.When I googled myself what showed up first was my IMDB listing, which is basically a resume for my 20 and then some year career in film, for which I fortunately do get paid.