The white and yellow lines whiz by as the bus continues to roll down the road. We'll be stopping for the night soon. I can imagine that Jordan is tired of driving, and Alice must be too. Nice to see her jeep every time I look out the back window though. Even in the sunshine, this is one shadow that doesn't go away.
(Potholes are a bummer when you're trying to type.)
It feels strange, being here now. We're sure this routine will last for the next several months at least, but after that, the future is unknown. It's an excitement we all feel though. It's odd being this far away from home without Phil or Jen nearby. But I think being without the bands is an adjustment I can take.
There's the lights of the rest area. Bed time.
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Encouraged to keep a journal, this will be my place to relate what's happening as I travel with Break Out. Days go by and miles are left behind. Much to do, much to see.
Encouraged to keep a journal, this will be my place to relate what's happening as I travel with Break Out. Days go by and miles are left behind. Much to do, much to see.