"So tell me, what is it you plan to do/with your one wild and precious life?"
- Mary Oliver, "The Summer Day"-
Outside of Cincinnatti is a little town called Florence.
It has a pretty good skatepark and not a whole lot else....
We ate at a Wafflehouse coming in from our cold and scary night in Cincinnati.
(people drunk yelling at the van "you in there mofo's?")
We spent most of the time hanging at the park, decompressing and skating.
The night in Cincinatti was stressful and it made us re-think our plans...
...what the hell are we doing?
After a little time to think and talk we relaxed and reaffirmed ourselves to stay open to life and what it brings us.
Evidently Cincinnati wasn't for us, and the city told us that loud and clear.
So moving south....
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| When was the last time you did a cart-wheel? |
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| I went back to take some picks...this guy was covering up all the cool. |
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| Cooked some breakfast in in the parking lot, homemade tomato jam. |
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| breathe, lavender, breathe |
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| Lucky chickens from my mama |
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| Sams shadow |
We left Florence and headed towards Louisville.
...and then heard a really stupid sound coming from our exhaust part of the van.
Fast-forward to a day of sleeping in a Walmart parking lot and then trying to fix the holes in the exhaust while its pouring rain.
Sometimes it just doesn't work out that well on the road.
We ended up checking into a cheap motel to spend the night; warm up/wash up.
Checked our e-mail and there was a note from a guy in Boone, North Carolina.
It was through HelpX, we had signed up a bit ago and sent him a message on a whim.
He said we were welcome to come and see the Blue Ridge Mountains and stay for a bit.
We said what the hell, must be better than Louisville and warmer too.
Off to North Carolina!
