[ja]cobdavis

So I thought before I started packing and even actually sit and write a reflection on the day each day and even from the road somehow I’d shoehorn time into to talk about how the drive was going and if I thought a particular state was more interesting to drive though than others.

As you can see this didn’t happen.

So where does that leave us? Well, first off the truck drove like a battering ram. The seats and cabin was fine, even having a stereo jack to the radio for ipod listening was great. I put on a long as fuck playlist and let the metal shoe box roll – or in our case rev up and soak up gas. Here is a state by state breakdown of what I thought:

Indiana – Been here uncountable times – the highway we took was al kinds of tore up and it was the closest we got to tipping over.

Ohio – Never thought we’d get through it, very long feeling state. Beautiful though in the countryside: lots of small rolling hills and old tree forests. Plenty of rivers and lake crossings to keep the driver interested.

Pennsylvania – Even the 1h or so we spent driving though it kind of seemed like it was from a post card someone picked up at a swap meet put on by men in tall black hats.

New York – Spent the most time driving through. Hills and orange cones. Must be a factory in New York churning them out at the rate the DOT was using them. Their roads were abysmal.

Massachusetts – Pretty. Steeper hills than elsewhere. Most of the driving was spent with my foot to the ground or waiting for the speedometer to reach lower than 75 so I could gas it again for the upcoming climb.

New Hampshire – Red Booze barns.

Maine – Thank god we’re here finally – get me out of the truck. Oh wait, we’ve got to empty it. Ugh.

I’m not sure I’d want to change anything about the drive. I sort of feel bad for my riding parter, liz’s brother – Evan, who sat in the truck the whole time in between consciousness and a mild head bob. I was so beat at points the ride was dead silent save for road noise. Just hope he didn’t get the impression I didn’t appreciate the help.

Got settled, thanks to Liz’s mom and “aunt” mostly. Ate a couple of lobsters, well three, but my first two whole ones at a dinner. Started my new job. Not too overwhelming, but enough to push me. It’s interesting and look forward to see how it pans out. The 40min bike ride is fine, the hills here are brutal though.

More updates to come.