The Cold That Wouldn’t Go Away seems to be going away. I still cough enough to annoy my co-workers but it is mostly under control. And I no longer sound like a frog. So I guess I survived this one.
I had a good time writing about our planned trek west. I can’t hardly wait! Jett seems to be more focused on having the 399 in New Hampshire for the summer, but I am much more centered on leaving it all behind. Different strokes. Hopefully Jett will be just as excited as I am by the time September comes around.
In case you haven’t noticed, I wrote a page describing the first 17 days of our 101-day journey west (“The Planned Trip West – Segment 1”). This portion of the trip is pretty set; anything after this is a rough plan, subject to change. But it sure is fun planning it all.