An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

cali, on the California border. I took the bus with our
packs and bought a bottle of Benzedrine at the pharmacy
to keep me awake during the trip. Paul hitchhiked
to meet me. When I crossed the border, a customs
agent went through my bag and found the bottle
of Benzedrine.
I told him, “I’m a college student. I don’t usually
use drugs, but I had to stay awake during the trip
and keep an eye on my bags so no one could steal
them. I bought the pills legally down there and just
forgot to take them out of my pack. I wasn’t trying to
smuggle it. Please don’t ruin my life.” He gave me a
warning and let me go.
I went to a pawn shop and sold my guitar.
Then I got a good meal. I slept in the bus station on
the Mexican side for a couple of days waiting for
Paul. When he arrived, we took a bus to El Centro,
California. We checked into a cheap hotel and got
work picking asparagus. We came down with Montezuma’s
revenge and had a hard time picking in the
hot sun. We only made enough to pay for our room
and meals. We saw the job as a dead end. I made a
collect call to Grandma Minnie in New York, and she
wired me a couple of hundred dollars.
Haight Ashbury Hippie
We took a bus to San Francisco to check out the North
Beach beat scene and get some good work. The night
we arrived, we slept sitting in chairs in the bus sta-
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