It’s nearly 10 a.m. PST and TobyJoe and I are waiting for Door to Door to drop off two blue bins. I’m currently using someone else’s wireless connection to write this. At any point I could lose it all. But that’s o.k.
Today, we’re loading the blue bins. And tomorrow we set sail. After studying the weather a bit (which really means calling Bob who works for AccuWeather.) and discovering a snow storm is to (or has) hit Utah and Colorado, we have finally decided to go the southern route, i.e. Interstate 40. That’s our final answer. Should you wish to see the actual route, you can do so by clicking here If all goes well we’ll be in Flagstaff, Arizona tomorrow by 11 p.m. (I hope.)
It was brought to my attention yesterday that I seem less stressed out about this move then I had when we were moving to San Francisco from Washington, D.C. a little over six months ago. Then, I cried a lot. I whined a lot. I bitched and moaned and freaked out about this smallest things. I was banking on something going horribly wrong. I think because deep inside, I really wasn’t ready to do it.
This time, we’re heading home. We’re returning to the place we met and the place I never quite got out of my system. After two years of being away, we’re heading back to New York City.
That’s all I’m going to write for now. I plan on updating from the road, especially given the number of friendly open wireless connections there are out there in the world. But besides a few updates from the southwestern part of the United States, and maybe one or two from Tennessee and Pennsyltuckey, the next time I write I’ll be in New York City. I’ll be home.
I began the above post on Sunday. It’s now Monday. I’m sitting in the rental van next to two, fully-packed Door to Door bins. I’m using yet another free wireless connection. My muscles feel like someone beat me severely sometime during the night. It’s a good thing all I have to do for the next five days is sit around and stay awake.
We’re leaving in about 15 minutes.
I hear there is snow in Flagstaff.
Goodbye, Sky Francisco. Goodbye.
Goodluck – we will miss you and Toby. Drive safely and we’ll see you in February!
godspeed you two… godspeed.
Enjoy the ride!
Let me know when you are in S.C. for the cat drop.
The loveliness of Paris
Seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Rome
Is of another day
I’ve been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
And I’m coming home to my city by the bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars!
And the morning fog will chill the air
My love waits there (my love waits there) in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come home to you, San Francisco,
Your golden sun will shine for me!
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars
Climb halfway to the stars!
And the morning fog will chill the air
I don’t care
My love waits there in San Francisco
Above the blue and windy sea
When I come
When I come home to you, San Francisco,
Your golden sun will shine for me! Yeah
Happy travels!
Bon Voyage guys! Hopefully we can meet up in NYC this summer for Flash Forward. sigh…now I gotta find someone to go join me for yoga….
No sleep til Brooklyn!
Drive safe. Have a fun trip!
No lie, last night I dreamed you guys stopped in Buffalo and I cooked vegan thai tofu red curry and pancakes for you.
Drive carefully!
GotJesus? We’re on our way. Today we side track to the Grand Canyon.
bye guys, we’ll miss you out here.
Alias Guy lives on your I-40 route. It’s raining hard in the southeast…hopefully this will pass before you come through.
be safe kids
Mihow is changing her route to head up 44 from OK City to St Louis then to Route 70 to try and miss the bad weather and make up some time.
Any idea when your mobile love shack will be passing through the Indiana-Ohio region?
I have a 40 mile detour and a turkey dinner promise for you!
I meant TOFURKEY, not turkey.