On My Way...?
Yeah, mostly. I'm currently sitting in the passenger seat of the Honda somewhere in New Jersey, with the trike strapped helplessly to the roof, the trailer crammed into the trunk, and a pocketful of dreams.
*barf*
The plan is to get to Maryland tonight, return said Honda to Pea's dad, pick up a rented minivan, throw trike and gear inside it, and speed on down to the Yorktown Victory Monument in Virginia, where I will commence pedaling west.
Ironically: to avoid the bolus of traffic on 295, we apparently need to be going east. Not west.
Which means that we should've just stayed in the bolus.
This is because all of the forces of heaven, earth, and suckassery are arrayed against me.
