I moved from Boston to Washington, DC by night bus. It was very hard to travel. I slept on a bus once every three nights. I was also very sleepy on that day in Washington, DC.
I found a standing signboard in front of The White House. It appealed to anti-nuclear weapons. I thought it’s great, this is a good point of USA, and took a picture of it. You see a name of Norman Mayer in the picture. I didn’t know his name at that time. He was an American anti-nuclear weapons activist.
I went up to the top of the Washington monument. I remember a woman who operates an elevator was very cheerful and friendly. I became to like people of US who are very cheerful and friendly through this travel.
I was surprised at Lincoln memorial big size beyond the my expectation.
After one day sightseeing of Washington, DC, I went to Savanna. A night bus again. I stayed Southern Georgia College because My friend had been staying there. After that, I went to Daytona Beach.
It was Spring Break, so Daytona Beach was very crowded and almost all accommodation was full. But I got a good room. It cost only $30, very cheap. I arrived at a bus depot at night. I don’t remember a reason, but I took a taxi with an American young girl who looks like a high school girl. I also don’t remember how I found the motel, anyway I got.
The next morning, a lady of the motel said to me, “Another Japanese came.”
I relaxed very much. I slept a long time at a poolside with the music of FM radio that I brought from Japan. I bought some food at a supermarket and made sandwiches. I was very poor at that time. The yen was very weak. It was before the Plaza Accord.
It was very hot though it was spring. The lady of the motel said “Sunshine is crazy”
The name of the motel was “Monte Carlo Beach Motel”. I found a page about the motel on the Internet. But I see it is an empty lot by Google Earth.
After good rest at Daytona Beach, I went to New Orleans by night bus again. I took a round-trip crossing the Mississippi River by small boat instead of taking a big boat for sightseeing. I also took a streetcar, walked around French Quarter.
I drank Hurricane Cocktail at Pat O’Briens Bar where the Hurricane Cocktail was born. I got a glass for souvenir and bring it some days, but finally, it’s broken.
I ate a dozen of oysters. It’s the first time to eaten fresh oysters. I didn’t know what a delicious thing flesh oyster was.