And boy, is it about time. I’ve been thinking about the difference between being alone in a friend’s house and alone in a hotel room. There were days I saw almost nothing of my hosts (Mark is in San Jose most of the time anyway), so I really was on my own. I explored the town, met people in bars, and all the stuff I would do if I was a total stranger in town. But it was different, no doubt about that.
Something about belonging. I’ll work something up from the road, which calls louder with each passing minute.
Whohoo! Get out there! You’ve been in one place too long, let the adventure continue!
I have Internet tonight but it’s been frustratingly intermittent so far. Hopefully I can get some of what I’ve written over the last couple of days posted. (Need to do a little fact checking first.)
Who cares about facts? And it’s more interesting whithout accuracy.
And you have finally moved out of Taho.
On the matter of internet:
Your vast achievments
are now only dreams-
Internet is down.