Driving the load through a snarl of traffic on Portland’s 205 Beltway is no easy task and Trinity gives advice to wanna-be singers practicing into their hairbrushes. She regrets never having gone to Voodoo Doughnuts and pontificates on her son’s ability to offend yoga students. They drive the load along the mighty Columbia River stopping for hot chocolate at Multnomah Falls, stopping for lunch in prison towns, and getting past snoopy security guards.