An Authentic Life v 1.2 - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

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 station.
The next morning, we asked for directions to
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