I’ve been in the USA one day over one week. Christ, I can’t wait to get back out on the road again. I wish I was a decent journalist – or at least had some people skills – I could live life on the road documenting what I see. That’d be pretty sweet. So, barring that:
Here we go again. Phase two of the Grand Adventure. By this time tomorrow I’ll be on the road south of Richmond heading for Williamsburg/Yorktown/Jamestown. Then a day or two in Norfolk with an immediate destination of Nags Head early next week.
Then I’ll ease myself down south destined for booze and broads in sunny New Smyrna Beach, FL. Then Tampa. And then, I start the journey into parts unknown. Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana and the Gulf Coast. Eleventy-Hundred hours hauling ass across Texas. The high desert of Arizona and Nevada. Maybe a hop over the border to visit our Mexican cousins. Then Los Angeles, Sacramento and the long burn back across the Great Plains in the path of the original Transcontinental Railroad. Maybe Chicago, a stop to see family in Indiana and an eventual arrival back east in time for fall colors with – hopefully – a good idea on a final destination for a new home and job (what a positively disgusting word!).
Yikes and away kiddies! Stay tuned.