Last night began something like this:
"Hi, my name's Matt. I'm doing a walk across America."
"Cool. Want some wine?"
Jeannie and Norbert, as it turns out, are a very friendly and interesting couple who had, until fairly recently, been living in wine country in Washington (and making wine, including the bottle from which I was drinking). Their house, which I got a tour of after dinner, was built in 1802 and once served as a hotel. In 1933, H.P. Field, the owner at the time, tried to murder his daughter, his wife, and himself. You can still see the bullet hole in the door from when he fired at his daughter down the hallway. The room where I spent the night was a post office in the 1860s. And so on. It was an amazing place.
Pictured above, in addition to Norb and Jeannie, are son Rory and nephew Addison (other son Cory wasn't home at the time). Pictured below are some old photos of Norbert's Irish ancestry.
I'm walking across America.
That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out. If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania. You can read all about the details of my trip if you're so inclined.
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Here's my progress so far:
