#i80

[lichtschimmer]

USA, Wyoming, I80, Wamsutter - webcam

[seanwrenn]

Metaphor: The Tree of Utah - Karl Momen

Great Salt Lake Desert, Utah

[mrsmoose54]

States 46 &47 - Day 4 (Altoona IA - Deerfield IL)

[genepi]

[suffewingowo]

The interstate fog is not helping the desperate urge to turn back around

[soliddaddy96]

man i really am gonna(remmbers saying killing self is lame)Get my drivers license

[kisstheashes]

How has this entire thread gone by without a single mention of I-80, which reaches across the entirety of rhe US from San Francisco, CA to Teaneck, NJ? its our modern Route 66.

Writing fanfic as a non-US citizen like

[riphimopen]

[spriggan675]

Me: (panicking)(full of anxiety)(in new jersey) If I don't clean every snow flake off my car I'm going to get PULLED OVER and ARRESTED

Some guy in a pickup truck with 3 feet of snow on his roof: I used my windshield wipers that should be enough

[jessiangravelblr]

Bang Bang | Paloma & James [007]

[raychleadele]

Wait is this actually a post about Star Trek because I’ve been to truck stops like this and was fully ready to accept that somewhere in America there’s a truck stop I haven’t found yet that’s actually named Deep Space Nine because I believe someone would do that.

The fact that deep space nine is a shopping mall and gas station is SO charming to me

[careyakane]

10:10 - Brimfield Ohio

The roads got the best of us. We were ice skating as semis screamed their horns at us going thirty miles per hour down I80. We took the nearest exit and looked for a motel. The snow was coming down hard at this point and sleeping in the car so far east would have been a sad way to end the day already so derailed by Owls car troubles and the sky’s downpour of white. — The first lobby women quoted me a hundred and twenty six dollars. The second sixty six. She had long yellow fingernails, almost longer than the stretch of highway we slugged down all day, and a irritated air about her that made one act real polite as they signed the papers and waited for her to return the ID that she tapped with those long fingernails. Now in Room 214 we make plans of triple AAA and a tow to Cincinnati in the morning. The day is done and Ithaca five hours behind us. I wanted an adventure and now I sit seven hours short of Nashville where I thought tonight would end.

[kas-e]

Scenes from the Road.

Jacksonville Florida : Highway & Blue Hour Under the Bridge

Wyoming (somewhere on I80) : Midwest Whiteout

[annlarimer]

🚛 🚗 The Interstate's Forgotten Code 🚗 🚛

The little tiny ones are the ones where you're driving cross country to a con and find yourself screaming I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING WHERE ARE WE THIS IS NOT I80 oh wait there it is, and then a pickup doing 80 with an unsecured chiffarobe in the back ejects the chiffarobe and you have to dodge it and everyone screams and the luggage shifts and the person with the weirdest-flavored stinkiest soda loses hold of it and now the car smells like blueberry or tangerine for the rest of the trip, and someone's super rare cassette of The Man From UNCLE TV soundtrack gets eaten by the player and everyone else is secretly relieved and WHAT THE HELL MY SODA and SORRY MY DUDE BUT THERE WAS A CHIFFAROBE ABOUT TO HIT THE WINDSHIELD DECISIONS HAD TO BE MADE. 

[kukuxumusu222]

immmahighway so wont u ridemme

on I80 im the fast lane babyyy

[i-am-arkham-asylum]

peteisnotacreep.livejournal.com April 1, 2008

//the hang ups when fucking (yourself during a phone call)

a dial tone turns me on

i hope god hangs up; i keep calling him with how many times i’ve said his name or maybe yours is holy now but holy / hell is an overdone metaphor somewhere between the hell that is the souls of my feet and the heaven that is the arch of my mind is the purgatory of my hips

a black hole feeling, i try to fill, but nothing sticks i want kevlar in this porcelain word i want the record of your teeth in my neck i want love in handcuffs i want you rooted so deep i’ll never feel empty again i want to wake up and be forced to remember

when people ask me where my voice went i’ll just sign your name if i bruise myself will they still have the shape of your fingerprints love is just a pyramid scheme with the way you're always on top stripped down to nothing except the chain around my neck

pavlov(ed) myself to the ring of a phone now guess i’m just that fucking predictable a one note kazoo you can blow my right hand is fucked i know the zipper of jeans like most truckers know the i80//

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