I guess the winter holidays bring out the nostalgic side of me or this is what happens when you haven’t used your scanner in a few months. The year was 1998 and I was roughly halfway through my big road trip. Here you see me in Egan, Louisiana. I drove my 1986 Honda Accord across the U.S. and Canada in those seven short weeks. Next year I will chronicle my journey from Portland, Oregon to Utah to Arkansas to Atlanta to Virginia to Boston to Quebec City to Toronto to Chicago to Chamberlain, South Dakota and finally back to Seattle, Washington.
I don’t set numerous goals each year. For example, my only goal for 2007 was to run a half marathon in under 90 minutes. I should have modified that goal to just run a half marathon. I will carry the running goal over to next year and I’m mentioning it here to keep me honest. My bigger goal for next year though is to document my 1998 road trip. There are tons of photos to scan and stories to tell. 1998 was a huge year for me since it’s the wonderful year I met my sweet wife. No, we didn’t meet in Hondurus during a hurricane relief project. We met at a cheesy dance club, but a Red Cross mission sounds much intriguing.
As you can see in this photo, I’m not quite fully klothed even though it is a Thursday blog entry. Please accept my deepest apologies. Typically I don’t show any skin on Thursdays. I will make it up to you the following week when I pose as Santa and sing. It will be a post not to miss. No, I didn’t just agree to sing and wear a Santa outfit did I? There’s no going back now. I do have a belly so now it’s just time to develop the skill of carrying a tune.