Because I used to love her, but it's all over now
Well, it's hard to believe that it's over. For the past two months I've been getting up every day 5:30 to 6AM, just to put on damp cycling shorts and jersey, put everything I have into two (originally 4) bags, loading up and heading out, only to have to find a new place for the night, eat, go to sleep, and do the same thing over again. It's a strange kind of routine, but over the past two months that's been the routine. Now it's over, and I'm free to go back home and sleep in the same bed more than one night in a row. The other side of this routine we've been in for so long is that we were able to make good and steady progress on the ultimate goal. To get to the other side of the country. And now we've done it. And now we're done. Two weeks earlier than we expected, but we're done. I think it's pointless at this point to talk about the overall meaning of the trip, what I've learned, what I liked, disliked, will and won't mi...