I really don't know where to start. Here it is 10 months after my last entry. I had promised to resume posting when I got home but it just didn't happen. When the trip ended I was just swept up again back into my prior life. It has taken until now as I embark on another trip to realize that the ride across America last summer was an interlude into a time and place where my focus and priorities were very different. Last summer I was able to step away entirely from responsibility and focus on fun, making new friends, and survival, having set a physical goal that forced living in the moment and pushing physically and mentally to a place outside my normal comfort zone.
This trip will again be very different. I begin leaving Stockbridge and traveling with my new touring bike by train to NYCity where I met up with my daughter Hannah at her apartment in Brooklyn and then by cab to Kennedy Airport and an overnight flight to Madrid.
