Leaving Nevada behind

I almost wasn't going to but here I am, in the casino, breathing in smoke, blaring slot machines a cacophony of tinny music, bells, lights, dings & dongs, with some canned male voice promising instant riches keeping time to the keyboard as I sit in starbucks & use their free internet access to post my blog.

I've only received 2 fuck you's thus far - both from younger white men (25-35), both driving pick-up trucks, both looking so angry and speeding off after they slowed long enough to jab their middle fingers at me - one was in California, the other in Nevada.

The atmosphere in Nevada doesn't feel as hostile as it has in the past. Lots of friendly nods, horn honks, smiles & waves, and several peace symbols and two of those hawaii-type signals with the thumb & baby finger extended & rotating, the other 3 fingers resting on the palm.

So I had to stop to post - I'm heading to Laramie & Cheyenne first, where I hope to connect with CodePINK women & other peace activists in Laramie; and maybe the CodePINK women from Denver might meet me in Cheyenne - I'm excited!!!

It is a beautiful, but cold, morning with a gorgeous sky - the sun is just coming up, casting her lovely pink hue on the oyster shell thick clouds that make amazing formations across the huge open desert sky! Have to run so I don't miss any more of the sunrise! peace, sam