Well, I’m back.

One backpack. Two showers. Ten states. Eleven days. Two thousand miles.

I can now, with some justification, call myself a hobo.

 

Starting out with the purpose of reporting and ending up having fun, I traveled across the country in a boxcar (well, and some grainers and gondolas), seeing beautiful scenery, camping under the stars, living on dry Ramen noodles and canned tuna fish and getting kicked out of convenience stores, restaurants, libraries and supermarkets.

Pictures, once I get them developed, and my journal, once I get it transcribed, will no doubt show up somewhere on the site.