I find myself in Chicago now. The amtrack ride was great, save for a nasty fight/ stupid understanding with Kayla and losing my knife. The entire trip across the high plains I was thinking how much I love that part of the continent, and how much I wished that I could be riding my bike across those same plains. No matter.
From here cdt and I will head roughly south until we hit shreveport. Finally I can see what damage nature (and perhaps vandals) have wreaked on my stuff. Not that I’m really attached to most of it anymore, but it’ll be a lot of fun to go through stuff that I haven’t seen in 5 years. There are a lot of letters from high school and a whole box of pictures I wanna’ see.
Chicago has been a blast. Chrisser has spent most of his time replacing all the small bits and pieces that go along with a touring bike. Kayla and I have hung out and generally had a great time. anyway….pictures soon.