Thank you. Thank you to everyone who knew I could and to those who know me best, and said I couldn't. I am grateful for all those moments of hospitality - from strangers, friends and those who crossed that bridge. The hospitality I have been shown this trip has blown me away. People opening their homes to a someone they have a tenuous connection to at best. Thank you all, I can't repay you - so I'll pay that forward.
It's been a lot of miles, and a lot of smiles. Euphoric sunshine, and hairraising lightening; stunning coastlines, and inspirational trees; long miles, and short ones; deep thoughts, shallow thoughts, and no thoughts. I like this biking thing, and the best part is, my journey is just beginning.
Travelling alone has helped me spark up a lot of conversations, with fellow cyclists, and with a lot of random people. Being outside the safety/solitary bubble of a car really seems to put you in other people's paths - from the highway traffic sign person; to people walking into the gas station you're resting in the shade outside of; to the people who throw shakas out the window to you; to the two guys who slowed down as they passed me to yell 'your legs are ripped.' And 100% of my interactions this trip have been positive. I kid you not. Everyone has been supportive, helpful and genuinely excited. Those interactions have, probably more than all the scenery and all the glorious pedal turns, made this bikeride one of the most magical things I have ever done. Thank you world!!!
On the speed factor. Did I do some of the ride with tunnel vision? Definitely - there were times I wanted to stop, but didn't, but that's just kind of my style. And I saw a heck of a lot more than if I was in a car. Life is short and days are long. Everyone is on their own journey, pushing themselves and becoming stronger for the journey they're on, and I definitely got more than I was looking for from this ride. So I am happy. And now busy doing packing and food prep.