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.
I used to love to pop bubbles in the asphalt when I was a kid!
Me too! There was a section of heavily patched asphalt near my friends house and we popped bubbles all summer long