Thursday, September 12, 2002

U.S.A., Minnesota, New Brighton

I would already be eastbound, but I ran the machine two quarts low on oil and then it felt like it was on three cylinders, so I took it into a shop.

Chicago, Michigan, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Boston, DC, Nashville, Louisiana, Texas, Phoenix, LA. It almost feels like a chore... but this should be the last time I see these people in this hemisphere, and perhaps ever.

And I'd like to meander through Appalachia, Cajun country, West Texas. I'd like to learn French in a bayou in Louisiana. What if I stayed there? Could I?

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