My epiphany came on a winter day when I was feeling sorry for myself. I call those kinds of days "fat slug days" because during the cold weather, I slowly slither along in my sun-deprived paleness, lugging around extra pounds from eating too much comfort food. On that particular day, I focused on the aging …
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70 Days, 7000 Miles, Day 9
July 1, 2001 For the last two days, people have been asking me when I was going to leave because they wanted my spot for Canada Day. I left early. I learned a lot today: (1) Always consult the map before you venture out. I went the wrong way up a one way street in …
The Autonomous Traveler 