"In regular life, I never looked at my watch much. And of the road, I didn't seem to look at it at all, but I kept it on so I'd get one hell of a good tan line." --page 99 of Flaming Iguanas/page 77 of course packet
After Magdalena takes off and the narrator is left to fend for herself, she doesn't have to live on a schedual for the remainder of her roadtrip- she is alone and independent. Unlike Magdalena, always checking her watch and going by her map, she is able to wake up when she wants, travel all day, and figure out when to stop and roll out her sleeping bag based on sunset.
When the narrator fist decided to take a roadtrip across America, her idea of what was to come was very different than what happened. Instead of being so cool that "mirrors and windows will break" when she road by, she rides 40 miles an hour at best, bugs in her teeth, with a friend "still wearing the same jeans she'd peed in" two days into their trip. She wanted to rule the road, to be alpha dog, but her trip doesn't play out that way. At least she'll have a tan line to show for it.
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