Archive for August, 2007

The Move: Day 4 – Seattle!

1:30 p.m. PT – Seattle

I pulled in to the new house just in time to go out for a tasty bite of lunch with a couple of my new roommates and one of their fathers. Good times already. The car is almost empty and the shocks have yet to stop thanking me. I'll post some before and after pics of the car for giggles, your giggles.

Thanks for all of your prayers, phone calls, and text messages. The drive out really wasn't that bad. I think that I could do it in two days on a more direct route. But thankfully I will not have to test that hypothesis for a long time.

The Move: Day 4 – Baker City

7:01 PT – Baker City, OR

I'm not sure that this hotel is the best western Best Western, but it provided a good stop for the night. I drove about 980 miles yesterday, just 20 miles short of my unspoken goal of 1,000. I could have made it. No really, I could have. But my priorities changed as I drove among the giant silhouettes of Oregonian mountains and valleys, the moon glistening off rivers to the side of the road. I thought it might be a crime to drive through such beautiful country at night, so I forfeited the title that would have been bestowed me for driving 1,000 miles. It's for the best on many levels. Considering that I would have bestowed myself with the title, which screams bias to the rest of the world.

My friend Google Maps tells me that I'm just under six hours from the Emerald City. Another long day awaits me, but the end of this day will be sweet.

The Move: Day 3 – Big Buford

9:20 a.m., MT: Buford, WY

After a splendid visit to the greater Denver area, during which I was able to meet up with Micah DeKorn, esquire, the lovely Amy Nixon, and the rugged manly men Lucas Steever and Brent Mueller, I am yet again on the road. I stopped off in the "town" of Buford for the moment and am surprised that despite its population of 2 (that's right, 2), there is free wireless Internet access. Considering that there is only one grouping of buildings in the Buford city limits, the entire town has wireless Internet access, making Buford ahead of its time.

I'm hoping to repeat my  feat of 1,000+ miles from two days ago, putting me somewhere in northern Oregon or southern Washington this evening. No matter how I end up today, tomorrow will be the day of new beginnings in Seattle. Game on. Roll out. Stay classy.

The Move: Day 1 – The End

10:45 MT – Sterling, CO

One thousand thirty-three miles, one package hickory-smoked jerkey, one small bag trail mix, and two naps later I will rest my head for the night. I'm a little shocked at how far I got this first day. It should play out well as I'll have plenty of time tomorrow in Denver to spend with Micah Dekorne and Lucas Steever, as well as continue to work on my first homework assignment in years, due Monday.

Thanks to all of you that called or texted to wish me safe travels. Thus far, your wishes and prayers have been been granted. All is on schedule to arrive in Seattle on Friday.

The Move: Day 1

6:52 a.m. – My anticipation will not let me return to sleep as I await my alarm to announce my journey has begun. Now to remember the last minute items to pack: said alarm clock, computer, phone, change. I'm sure that I'm forgetting something, but between my laptop and the duct tape in my door pocket, I'll make due. I'd appreciate it if you'd wish me luck and pray for my trip. Also, if you know anything about Idaho (where to stop, local fried specialties, etc.) I'd be much obliged if you'd share your knowledge.

MHGS Route Overview

Preparing for the Trip

Again, I've fallen silent for too long, and much that was blog-worthy has been forgotten. My apologies. Let us not dwell on the past.

Today is a big day as I am preparing to load my trusty steed for the big trip to the Emerald City. There is way too much sitting in my parents' garage than ever has hope to make it within the steel cage of the Accord, and as a result there has been much jockeying for position between my possessions. Let's be honest here, some just won't make the cut and will be relegated to either a) a cramped, dark 5×10′ storage unit for several years, or b) Goodwill, never to see my again. There's a good deal of hope in option b, but both options involve a good deal of change, and not a lot of my attention.

So, yes, I will continue the downsizing as I use all of my packing abilities (which are as numerous as they are refined – what does that even mean?) to transplant myself across the country.