I’m in California; almost at the end of my long road trip. I have driven over 13,000 miles, and have traveled within 32 states (and Washington, D.C). 10 have been states that are new to me in my adult life, although I didn’t explore a few of them at all; rather just driving through.
Washington, Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, South Dakota, Minnesota, Iowa, Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky, Ohio, Pennsylvania, New York, Vermont, New Hamphire, Maine, Massachusetts, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Delaware, Maryland, Washington, D.C., Maryland, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, Nevada, and finally California. It has been a long, enjoyable drive, and I have seen and done so much along the way. I still have one more state to pass through before reaching Washington once more.
I’ve been having some down time, in California, and as often happens with me, once I stop to rest, that is when I get sick. I have been pretty lucky to have not been sick while on this road trip, but now I’ve gotten a cold, complete with sniffles, sneezes, coughing, and exhaustion. I’m taking some time to recover, resting and sleeping a lot, with lots and lots of cold medicine. The cold medicine is accompanied by strange, crazy dreams, but I guess that’s a small price to pay for being able to breathe.
Fortunately I can take some time to get better. I’ve been thinking a lot about what my future holds; new opportunities that weren’t clear at the beginning of this trip. Onward…