we couldn’t outrun the rain forever. here we are, under the tarp, again. things were getting a little weird because it was getting late in the day, we weren’t making much progress (stopping for rain, waiting, going ahead, stopping again), and were also running low on gas. the town we saw on the map turned out to be a closed motel surrounded with barbed wire and very unfriendly signs. we knew we didn’t have enough gas to make it to the next town, but were going to get as close as we could and then one of us would hitchhike in.