August 1st: I have reached the gulf of Mexico, ironically enough inhabited by all white people, but there you go. It took six hours to do 120 miles. My get up and go has really got up and gone. I stopped for a leisurely breakfast, a relaxed lunch and laid back dinner. The light is slipping away from the journey. I pulled into an IHOP for two hours to avoid a biblical downpour
My gear got a soaking again today. The problem becomes trying to dry them. At night the hotel room is too hot to turn off the ac so the clothes don’t fully dry out, which means in the morning you’re having to put on cold, damp gear. Then you pull back the curtain to see its already raining …its going to be a long day!
The Year of Living Aimlessly. 