Grand Canyon

It's hard to fly when you have no wings.

Driving to Dallas

Distance: 500miles
weather: Sunny
Temperature: 87 F
difficulty: annoying

We argued. My cousin Case got mad when we arrived Santa Fe.
“What is this? Is this supposed to a tourist attraction?”
“You know, I don’t know much about Santa Fe, but the name seems to be very familiar.”
“Yeah, That’s because there’s a brand name of some can coffee shit. There’s nothing! We are in the downtown and there are no clubs, no chicks, no organic food store, no bestbuy, no WalMart!”
“But they have everything people need; post office, grocery shops…”
“What’s the next biggest city?”
“Dallas”
“OK, Let’s go there then.”
“It’s like…1000 miles away from here”
“I don’t care. I’m from Canada. Let’s go”

It’s been 5 hours driving. We are not there yet. We are having late dinner at McDonald’s.

Navajo Nation

We couldn’t find any bike shop in Windrock. Instead, I went to the Navajo Nation’s Office. I didn’t know that WIndrock is the capital of the Navajo Nation. I didn’t even know that there’s a place called “Navajo Nation”. I walked in and there I met Laura, who is the representative of the tourism department and also a published author of two books on tales on Navajo Indians for children,
I introduced myself as a journalist from South Korea. We talked for 30 minutes about current problems of Navajo Indians.
“The biggest problem is the health problem” “too many Indians suffer from diabetes nowadays.”
The second biggest problem is young kids listening to the wrong type music”
“What is ‘wrong type of music’?”
“You know, rap music, Hiphop. Young Navajo Indians like to dress up as blacks. They are losing our precius culture”

I took pictures with her. While Brad took photos, I felt that she was watching my t-shirt. There were holes in my shirt.
“You know, Laura, this is going to be on a feature section. To give the reader some sense of “West”, I had to dress up as a vagabond.”

I thank Laura for believing some of the crap I told her.

(another Navajo Native American in Windrock)

My Cousin Brad

Brad came. He’s my cousin who lives in Vancouver.
He’s been traveling the West of America, but he’s smarter than me; he drove a car.
He looked fine. He’s got tanned skin. He must have spent lots of time on Californian beach.

“What you’re doing it awesome, even though I don’t understand why you’re doing this.”
I told him about this “My Great America” project, pursuing the “True America”. He said ‘Great’ but I could read from his expression on his face that what he really wanted to say was “Whatever”
He’s been in USA for 2 weeks. He spent 400 dollars in Vegas. “I didn’t lose anything” he said, “plus, I had lots of fun!”

I told him to take me to a place where I can repair my bicycle.

I'm sure I can't find it within 100 mile radius.

The Mother Road

On the "Mother Road"

Route 66

Distance: 64 miles to Kingman
Temp: 84 F

Every sign said “route 66” route 66 motel, Route 66 gas station. They even had “Route 66 water”
It was just like the movie ‘Cars’ that I watched this spring. Old cars, small road on vast desert.
I rode through many towns but most of them were ghosttowns.
I felt like I was traveling across a Western movie.
For the 8hours I spent riding, I’ve used my imagination to picture what it was like to be here 100 years ago.

It couldn’t have been this desolate.

Hot weather

Distance: 54miles

Temp: 95 F

It’s hot. So hot that I thought I would be evaporated.

I hate myself.
But I cannot quit yet.
I have be remain strong.

I know this trip will be rewarding.

Las Vegas

Diana: i don't think cycling is the best way to cross the USA, izaka
Why don't we just gamble?

Izaka: you're right. We'll be gambling for the next a few months.

City in a desert

At least, i don't have to go to NYC to see the Statue of Liberty.

I've seen it all.

I just go

because I started.

Death Valley

I don't know how i got here. A van stopped and an American family from Ohio rescued me in Ridgecrest.

We stopped in Death Valley. it was 120 degrees Fahrenhiet.

It was like hell. And it could have gotten a lot worse. It feels like being in a fridge, closed and uplugged.

Everybody makes mistake. Kathy married Tom, Bush is the president, Clinton married Clinton.

I think not every mistake is forgiven.

Hollywood

Meeting Mary Poppin on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

Mary Poppin : What a Freak you are!

izaka : What?

Mary Poppin: What's wrong with you? you carrying this big headed doll and taking pictures and all that...

Izaka: Her name is Diana. Diana Angel.

Mary Poppin: By the way, we accept tips. (I give her one dollar) oh, god. Give me two, C'mon!!You took lots of pictures.

the conversation

my friend: What is this?

Izaka: Diana Angel

LA

Lost in map.

disneyland

Izaka: Was it fun?

Diana: yes. It was fun. We should come here more often.

An Unknown Asian in LA

I arrived LA on the 13th of August 2006.

Sunny sky, warm weather. nothing happend.

I'm preparing for a trip that might cost my life.

I don't mind if the trip is not fun.

I hope I can go back to Korea with some kind of a life lesson.