The night I only imagined one day would come...

...is here. This is my last night at home. That scary night I read about so many times over a year ago from others who have gone on their own adventures is now mine. Last minute packing and I'm sure I've packed way too much. Though my gear and clothes are the furthest thing from my mind. I've been wanting adventure for so long now and tomorrow it's here or at least starting and although I'm sure it has to be inevitably scary. I'm scared as s***!!! Am I making the right choice? I used to sit here bored day in and day out not being able to wait to get out and go on some kind of adventure and now it's staring me in the face, mocking me, daring me. Well, like one travel book said about your final night before you leave ... Good luck trying to sleep!

Tonight I now just about finished packing and settling down. Saying last minute goodbyes to friends all over. Why do they seem more excited about this trip then me? Maybe they don't have the fear that goes along with going? I think pretty I'm pretty fearless too. I will conquer this! So, yes, tonight I am winding down on a matress on the floor of my now empty condo. I will fall asleep (I hope) watching into the wild on my MacBook. The perfect movie to watch before I venture off tomorrow

I got to spend the bulk of my last day here with kiwi, which was the best most awesome way to spend it, and now going to call Ashley.

I really hope thus adventure is one of a lifetime...

PS: pouring down rain Sunday morning At 8am grrrr!!

Pps: I'm sitting In a hotel in Scranton pa. I only rode 146 miles today AND most of that in rain! So today was a wash... Literaly.

Just hope tomorrow is better

pics to come

oh, and big thanks to Al & Wendy for seeing me off. You guys are great friends