Today I experienced the Pacific Ocean through all five senses. Not only was the water chilly, but the air was crisp and it stung. The salt tastes like crystals and sticks to your hair and skin like taffy. The smell lifts your brain beyond your skull which enables your eyes to see beyond horizons. Touch; it's like floating on clouds while sinking in sand. Violent serenity.
I embark on my journey eastward on Thursday Oct 8th. The magic of craigslist has landed me a gig driving a 1996 Subaru wagon cross country. I stumbled across an ad that was looking for someone who was headed east from Portland, and I fit the description. So I will return to Portland after my trip to SF and head out immediately. Since I'm traveling alone, I'll make some stops to see some friends along the way. Eli in Boulder and Elizabeth in Gainesville, and lastly, Shelly in NC. The destination for the car is Raleigh, NC, where I'll meet Steve, the guy who owns the car, and I'll move on to Orlando via train or rail.
The thought of driving over the land of the entire country all on my own is pure exhilaration. As much as I would love the company of a warm spirit and a cool breeze, the wanderlust within me always prevails.
Watch out San Fran, here I come... wooooo. KA-DUGE (kah.-doooouzge)
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