I seriously slacked on updating while traveling. I was trying to be in the moment without too much reflection or overthinking. Of course, I then never got back on track at the end.
I made my way as a passenger for once. Which was very strange for myself. Always the captain of his own ship, I was forced to take second seat with minimal influence on direction and outcome. It was oddly relaxing for a change. And the trip overall was supremely enjoyable. Under various influences and with assorted drivers, I made my way through some repeat locales and into some new adventures. A whole section of wild and wooly America I hadn’t seen yet.
It was, as always, incredible and overwhelming.
I continue to be impressed and awestruck and absolutely infatuated with what the country holds in its breast.
The people and places, sights and sounds.
The vistas and creature-scapes.
Friends and foes.
I’m always asked why I’ve yet to travel overseas. It’s not for lack of interest or fear of foreign lands.
I just haven’t run out of things I want to drive to yet.
Pictures are primarily from my phone because I’m the idiot who didn’t pack a camera.