In the midst of packing, unpacking, shaking down and packing again while wrestling a cold and thinking of a thousand things that could go wrong over the next month, I asked myself, "What's a better time than now to start a blog?" Therefore I hope, should you read this blog, you will forgive any haste you feel this opening blog contains. I'm now thinking of one thousand and one things...but I'll be damned if I sneeze...one thousand and two...
However, I will committ to correct grammar and punctuation. You may count on that...one thousand and three...
The reason for this blog? Tomorrow I am getting on a bus in San Antonio, Texas, and for the next month I will basically be living on a Greyhound, tooling along the Interstates of the U.S. and Canada, stopping here and there to visit old friends and hopefully with a few new friends. My first stop is Los Vegas, via Amarillo and Flaggstaff, then Los Angeles and from there up the coast to Frisco and Seattle, then to Canada and from there I plan to make my way east slowly, methodically, friend's couches pending to the grand old settlement of Savannah, Georgia. Then the long deep fried south back to San Antonio, via Mobile and New Orleans. And, of course, countless little towns and communities in between.
My purpose? Who knows? I'm sure its wandering out there some where.
I used to say that you only see two types of people at bus stops: people desperately trying to go somewhere and desperate people with nowhere to go. Well, I will soon know just how true that is. And, if it is so, I will soon know which category I fall in. At best, I can hope I'm a little of both, just like everybody else. Or, perhaps, I ill find out I'm someone that I never thought I could be, or even knew was possible, just like everybody else.
Whatever happens, i hope you can join on the journey...until then, take it easy or don't take it at all...
