It’s been six weeks since I got back from the great adventure. Naturally, I meant to post something earlier, but you wouldn’t believe how the unemployed-yogi-on-a-running-comeback lifestyle can keep a guy busy.
Nonetheless, here’s the delayed conclusion for my trip across the lower 48.
I wrote the last post on my iPhone in a roadside diner called Little America. This is a diner (and accompanying motel) so popular that the town in which it resides adopted its name as its own. Now, after traveling the 2,000 miles through the Black Hills of South Dakota, corn fields of Iowa, and the traffic-laden Lincoln Highway in Pennsylvania, I’m back in Wilmington. And with plenty of time to waste on iMovie…
Naturally, upon my return, the couch surfing and truck camping continued. A week in Maine with Jason Nista, four days of Boston tourist traps with Mia Schon, and a few days in Connecticut to see runners, camp people, and the angel of a man that sells me falafel sandwiches for $3.95 on Howe Street. All this to say that (once again) the trip is over. I have 24-hour access to a bed, bathroom, and running water — the only three luxuries I really need; though sometimes I still sleep on the floor, for old time’s sake. Don’t want to be spoiled.
It feels good to be back in Delaware. Though there’s still a lot to digest from the trip — notes to look back on, pictures to develop, and memories to write, the post-travel recovery doesn’t take long. After a few twelve-hour sleeping binges and a bit of running at Brandywine Creek, I’m ready for the next chapter. This, of course, begs the two most important questions that no doubt just came to the forefront of your mind: What’s next? And will you keep blogging?
First, my plan is to find my way back into the world of creating (or generously adding to) a social good. Whether through the SeriousFun Network, or another organization, it’s what I love to do — and, after taking advantage of so much generosity for the past seven months, I’d have a hard time not building a bit more selfless service into my next line of work.
Second, while I hope these posts to Harvey’s Run have been a welcomed distraction during the work day, this travel blog has run its course. Most blog posts were written either on my computer in a McDonald’s, or on my iPhone while laying in the back of my truck, so the comments and messages that followed from friends back home were very much appreciated. Writing on the blog also helped me rediscover the importance of writing things down. In addition to the dozen or so articles posted to Harvey’s Run, I kept a private blog with about a hundred pages of rambling, rants, and random thoughts from those seven months on the road. These memories would not have survived if it were left up to my sieve of a brain (‘Sieve’ reference courtesy of Mary Helfer). And for that, I’m grateful.
If anything noteworthy comes up, I’ll post it to the blog, but I hope that’s not the case. I look forward to putting travel aside for a while — working again, training for a marathon, and building a community in one place.
Thank you so much to everyone who read the blog and helped with the trip. The way I see it, all I had to do was stick to a tight budget for a few years, then quit my job. The rest of it was riding on luck, and the generosity of a few special people, some of whom are mentioned below.
Lots of love,