It’s five a.m. and I woke up because my feet are itchy. Not because I have athletes foot or anything. No, it’s just that I’m too excited to get on the road again. After almost two months of living on the farm, we are packed up, hitched up, and ready for more of the unknown. We don’t really want to leave, especially in the middle of the season, but we have to, in order to complete our circle of the U.S. by June.
We are heading to Ft. Lauderdale today, just two hours south, to see Gene Dulay. Jim worked with him “back in the day” in San Francisco during the tech boom in the early 90s. Gene’s one suave guy. We can’t wait to see him.
After that, we’re beating a path out of Florida. No going to the Keys this time. We’re saving that for our next trip here, when we return to the farm in November for the entire winter season. It’s been fun here, Brian and Valerie are the most incredibly generous and goodhearted people we’ve met. Time flew too fast. We definitely want to return.
But in the meantime, I’m stoked to get the hell out of the crowded East Coast and start heading West again. My heart truly belongs in the big open skies west of the Mississippi.