Brooke told me to meet her at this cafe. She showed up and introduced me to Joe. We were at 3rd Avenue Cafe on the corner of 3rd Street and Oak. Tuesday…
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THE TRIP: DAY 37 (part 2)
The skies threatened to open and flush the world clean. I hadn’t seen a storm cloud in many days. This adventure started in a soggy, humid Louisville. En route to the city…
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THE TRIP: DAY 37 (part 1)
Louisville was uh… interesting. Yeah. We’ll leave it at that for now.
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THE TRIP: DAY 36
Woke up. Felt slightly chirpy, until I realized that I am [redacted], tormented 80s child and superstar travel-writer. No wait- that’s not me… That’s Bruce Chatwin. Only he’s much older. And he…
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THE TRIP: DAY 35
“Just take a look at your body now, there’s nothing much to save / A bitter voice in the mirror cries, ‘Hey, Prince, you need a shave.'” And some sleep. Decompression will…
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THE TRIP: DAY 34
There was no sleep to be had last evening. I was wide awake when the phone rang at 7:00 with the wake-up call I had scheduled. I packed my things and left.…
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THE TRIP: DAY 33 (part 2)
The day started innocently enough. I woke up early with expectations and spirits higher than high. As I rolled out of the parking lot in Sheridan, Wyoming, I accelerated and noticed that…
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THE TRIP: DAY 33 (part 1)
Things. They just got so fucked, they’re beyond fucked. In the same day, I lost my car and my laptop. I don’t know when I will be able to update again. I’m…
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THE TRIP: DAY 32
Greet the sun at dawn and make the most of this day. Yellowstone National Park is within driving distance and I end up there due to faulty directions. I want to make…
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THE TRIP: DAY 31
In a perfect world, this cross-country trek would be comprised solely of local roads, not interstates. That way, I’d be gifted the opportunity to drive through many more little towns like Belfry,…