I did not have the heart to tell him anything but the truth. "I'm walking across America," I say. At least, that is my intention. Ask me again when I'm in Wyoming or so and I may be a bit more convincing. This close to home I just felt foolish.
"Don't give up," he tells me. Good advice, good advice.
I left home at maybe 6:30 or so, earlier than I needed to. I had some idea to beat the rush of all the other people walking across America. As it was, I didn't see any of them. They must have left yesterday.
I'll catch them, no doubt; I'm making good time. I put in maybe 25 miles. Not deliberately, you understand; I got a bit lost toward the end. Eventually and with the help of GPS, I arrived at the charmingly disordered home of my good friend Larry, his delightful bride, and their dozens and dozens of children. I was hoping the kids would be impressed with this, my latest adventure. They weren't. They stretched a pair of Dora the Explorer underpants over my head and mocked me cruelly.
How am I holding up, you may want to know. So far, so good, I guess. I've got cuts on the front and back of both feet; both happened in the last 5 miles. If I was a little better at reading maps, or had been blessed with any small sense of direction, I would have arrived here fresh as a daisy. As it is, I'm limping a bit, which brings me to something of a dilemma. Do I venture on into that cold unknown, or do I tarry here a while?
Larry and Shonna, his delightful bride, do keep a very nice pantry. They've got a soft sofa and an enormous TV and their kids aren't as bad as all that. And they've got a great dog and my feet are a bit sore and it is, after all, my birthday. But if I do wind up staying that extra day, know that it is because I'm afraid. A manly fear, mind; there's no shame in that. I bet even John Wayne felt a little uncomfortable when he had to poop in strange places.
FOUND: 2 quarters, 2 pennies, and a Chuck E. Cheese token
MET: Horses, small cows, a llama or two, and dozens and dozens of bunnies
THANK-YOU! Larry and Shonna and all of their kids, Good Dick and the Lovely Elinor, the kind strangers who've encouraged me along the way, and Mom, wherever you are.
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