Tonight, things start up again. The $600 Yamaha XS750 triple still sits untouched, exactly where I left it parked on the curb on in New York. I'm confident that the only things I'll need to get headed down to Nashville and return to a life on the road are whatever simple tools they allow me to carry on the plane, and a can of starting fluid that I'll pick up from a 7-11 while I'm walking from the airport. Simple travel plans are the best.
I expect this trip will go better. It will be lonelier, and I will miss watching Jeff pay for most of the gas and set up my tent for me each night, but I will benefit from some important lessons learned:
- Don't take a homemade sidecar.
- Forget trying to wire up the phone so you can talk on the road; it'll just get broken.
- Blog more.
- Stay ahead on the burpees.
I'm pretty excited. I'm looking forward to midnight swimming in Ithaca again (I'll bet it's colder now), returning to Cleveland (I was pleasantly surprised to see the route took me through OH. Based on my feeble grasp of my country's geography, I could have just as easily believed I'd see Virginia Beach or the Carolinas), and visiting Suruda.
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