Or, what the actual fuck was I thinking?
Here is a collection of the posts from my drive to, and then along, and then back from the West Coast of the United States. I was going to call it “Travels With Doomsie” as an homage to Steinbeck’s “Travels with Charley” but that seemed, I don’t know, crass? I mean, Charley was a Standard Poodle, and Doomsie is a Subaru, so both of those are cool, but I’m definitely no Steinbeck.
These are in chronological order, so the newest will be at the bottom.
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Anxiety before the trip
I have been battling a lot of anxiety about this road trip. At one point I woke up in the middle of the night with something like a panic attack.
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Packing is done
Packing for 19 days is a lot. It is made better by having an entire car you can pack.
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Day one is done
Or, hey, the first 9 hours of my 20 days were fine!
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In the effing mountains!
This is an appreciation post about the mountains. They are pretty.
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A Return to the Median
In which it turns out Day Three is a lot like Day One.
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Just doing things
I guess it turns out that attitude has a lot to do with how much I enjoy a day? Not mad about that, but also, wtf. Is it really that easy?
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Well, fuck.
Now what?
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1459 days left
In which I recover mostly and post nothing much of importance except lots of pretty pictures.
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Mountains majesty
In which I wrap up the trip mostly, with the last few days of narrative and pretty pictures. Oh, and read how Doomsie took a rock to the windshield!