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Never Say Never...Again
I promised myself that I wouldn't do another cross-country road trip. After doing it two times a year for several years in a row, it was taking a serious toll on my health; my back specifically.
And then I started down a slippery slope, by allowing myself that road-trip if I took my time and didn't put in those killer long days.
That was the plan this time around.
Then those little inconveniences and unplanned diversions that make up life came into play.
Suddenly or really not so suddenly, I ran out of time and am making up for it by leaving several days later than planned and thereby, once again driving long hours with little rest.
I was still packing my luggage at the end of the day yesterday after loading or rather overloading my truck and trailer. So much so that the little bed I have in my trailer pod is full of luggage and gear that I will need to rearrange to have a tiny little space where I should be able to catch a few ZZZs.
I also skipped the shower I had desperately needed after working all day in the brutal summer Atlanta heat. It's nicknamed Hotlanta for a reason. And that is why I typically do everything I can to avoid being there in the summer.
Burn, Baby Burn
I also have said that I would take a break from Burning Man. I originally told Cindy that once would be enough and now on my sixth consecutive journey out there, we all realized that was never going to be a reality. In fact, one of the many reasons we are looking at real estate in Mammoth Lakes, CA, is it's proximity to Black Rock Desert, around 4-5 hours away.
Finally, with a great deal of help from Skye and patience from Cindy, I got the everything and more loaded up and hit the road.
I drove as long as I could manage, which was shy of what I wanted to do; in hopes of making todays drive a little less painful. Oh well.
Got to run, grab that shower, some breakfast and hit that lonely highway I love so much.
Jon Danniells is an adventurer and traveler, a teacher and student, a husband and a father, a cook and a farmer, a "week-end warrior" (very amateur athlete) and has not earned any money on these labors of love.When I googled myself what showed up first was my IMDB listing, which is basically a resume for my 20 and then some year career in film, for which I fortunately do get paid.