Last night I left San Francisco to begin my journey. I’ve left my job, home, and those closest to me to seek something I’m not sure I even understand at times. The wanderlust that consumes me is difficult to explain and even harder to justify, but choices have been made and there’s no turning back now.
My trip began with the excitement of sweet talking the woman working baggage to allow my 51.5lb crudely taped bike box assembled curbside to pass through without additional weight charges. Her necklace was given to her by her boyfriend for Valentines day. She named it Tiffany.
Once onboard, I realized that I was sitting in a row with not one 14 week old baby, but twins. I was overwhelmed with a positive view on mankind’s potential when the mother handed me this:
Not only were the children fantastic flyers, but I wouldn’t have cared a bit either way while munching on candy. I should also add that I submitted this photo on Reddit.com and it currently has more points that Barack Obama’s AMA (he came to the site last Wednesday). For those who are as addicted to Reddit as myself, this is quite a big deal. But I digress…
I’m doing my best to continue to make lists and cross things off of it in an attempt to be somewhat prepared for this trip of mine. I purchased some layers and a nice waterproof shell today and I’ve spent my evening on Couchsurfing and retreating outside to add another coat of silicone to minimize my susceptibility to the elements.
In preparation for hundreds of miles of rain soaked cycling, I will be working with my dad doing landscaping for the next four days, all four of which are supposed to contain thunderstorms.
I’m relishing the last few days of easy communication and American football, but can’t wait to be on the road.