Today marks the beginning of my hiatus from my beloved life and work in New York City. In 5 hours I board the Crescent Line Amtrak train at Penn Station with my dear friend Kurt and will arrive in New Orleans 30 hours later with a few clothes, my bike, a sewing machine, and lots of ambition. This blog is an attempt to document our journey across America and whatever madness ensues afterwards.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
IN THE TOWN WHERE I WAS BORN!
My eyes are shut damn it! But I was able to squeeze in a surprise hug from my dear cousin Timothy while the ticket collectors joked about leaving me. I hope our next visit lasts a little longer !
It's cool you were able to see Tim. Very nice of him to shoot over to the train. Did you have time for a political dialogue about liberal matters? Kirk A
It's cool you were able to see Tim. Very nice of him to shoot over to the train. Did you have time for a political dialogue about liberal matters? Kirk A
ReplyDeleteYep Tim pretty much rocks. I was super excited to see him. We barely had time to say hello so no liberal banter this time. ;)
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