Troy had to head out to work before the crack of dawn, but I got to spend some quality time with the ladies of the house this morning while Christina was cooking breakfast (and packing me lunch), and also during Cassadie and Cailynn's post-breakfast pogo stick session.
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.