The End of the World

The glory of Wal-Mart! What doesn't that place have?

I found almost everything I needed in the camping and sporting section of the Wal-Mart. It's funny how preparing to trek across a zombie wasteland is similar to shopping for a 4th of July camping trip.

Something funny did happen during my trip. I left in the mid morning on Friday or was it Thursday. I'm starting to lose track of the days. Whenever it was I found myself driving through neighborhoods full of zombies. I managed to take back roads and avoid any major contact, but once I arrived at the Wal-Mart I found the parking lot swamped with them. Wandering left and right.

I laid low for a few hours trying to figure out what to do, because without being able to get inside that Wal-Mart my whole plan is at a lose. However once the sun started going down they suddenly up and left. And before long I found that I was alone in the entire mini-mall. Once I determined it was safe I ventured to the front door to find it locked. Fortunately a window was smashed in and I had no trouble getting inside.

I had to resist not taking more because I need to stay somewhat light, and I still need room to carry as much food as I can. Additionally I found myself starring at the firearms case and decided against it. I know every movie in the world would say this was a stupid idea, but I have no idea how to shoot a gun, and it seemed more dangerous to be carrying one around. Instead I settled on a crowbar. I read somewhere that it was the perfect zombie weapon. It functions as both a weapon and a tool. And at this point in my life practicality seems like everything.

I ended up sleeping in the car last night, as I didn't feel safe traveling back in the dark. Now I just need to figure out how I'll continue this blog while on the road.... But I leave that for my next trip. Now I'm going to sleep because I didn't get much last night.