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.
“Keep your stinkin’ yellow flowers off my railroad easement!” ;-)
Well put.
I see a couple strays over on the right hand side. Did you notify the proper authorities?
Vigilante justice.
I see a new activity for your dad in retirement.
The few that did not like conformty :-P