so, it's clear that i cannot commit to anything, as i haven't posted anything since I first made this dang thing.
but anyways, 5 months later (and oddly close to 200 days) i've saved up some cash and bought a ticket to seattle, washington. My westward expansion, my lewis and clark expedition. I'm taking the Empire Builder route, which according to amtrak "the Empire Builder offers one of the most majestic routes in the Amtrak system." hell yeah. i like the sound of majestic.
so, it's clear that i cannot commit to anything, as i haven't posted anything since I first made this dang thing.
but anyways, 5 months later (and oddly close to 200 days) i've saved up some cash and bought a ticket to seattle, washington. My westward expansion, my lewis and clark expedition. I'm taking the Empire Builder route, which according to amtrak "the Empire Builder offers one of the most majestic routes in the Amtrak system." hell yeah. i like the sound of majestic.
It's a 55 hour train ride which means it's a 75 hour train ride which means lots of majestic scenery which means photographs galore. Hopefully I'll be meeting some funky, quirky, interesting, colorful people along the way. And clearly, since they're taking a 5 day train ride over a 3 hour plane ride, they're in no rush. Who could really be silent for 5 days? With that being said, I'll think i'll run a marathon when i hop off the train.
so far, this is only thing i've got. What shall i do? where shall i go?
well, i've got several things up both my sleeves. I'm starting in Seattle and most likely ending in San Francisco, where I'll fly home. And in between these two places I'm planning WWOOF-ing someplace or several places. I definitely am making a point to see the Redwoods. I cannot depict the monstrous beauty from photos in a National Geographic. Oh! and the Pacific. I've never seen that ocean.
But who knows, I could end up in Canada smoking pot with some old hippy in Vancouver. It's all an experience right? (This statement is not said with complete seriousness. You've got to give me some credit people.)
Anyways, more travels plans as they develop (or fail to develop)
a friend told me
love is cosmic collisions of the soul
or
bowls of spaghetti shared
beneath a homemade quilt
a mama original
or
shared drags of a cigarette
in a sunday bed till noon
oh the buttsores come too soon
mood: adventurously anxious (and being 11:30 and sick, pooped)
