“Driving that train
High on cocaine
Casey Jones you better
Watch your speed
Trouble ahead
Trouble behind
And you know that notion
Just crossed my mind?” – the Grateful Dead
Tomorrow Brendan (an alias at his request) and I wake up at 6am to set off on our ~32 hour drive from New York City to Park City, UT. We plan to stop in Chicago, either Omaha or Cheyenne (timing dependent), and then Jackson, WY for a couple of nights before arriving in Park City. When the alarm blares tomorrow morning both our road trip and my nomad life officially begin. Thus I think it appropriate to publish my expectations pre-road trip such that I and my loyal readers (hi mom and dad!) can run an honest post-mortem on predictions vs. reality.
My expectations for our road trip:
- Casey Jones by the Grateful Dead gets >2 hours of play time (Brendan loves the Grateful Dead)
- We do parking lot yoga during multiple stops to stay loose
- We eat delicious, grass-fed steaks in Omaha
- We don’t contract Covid
- We trade some GDX and GLD as our conversation inevitably drifts toward the long-term erosion of the US Dollar
- We facetime multiple college friends
- Brendan and I are still happy with our decision to live together in Park City at the end of the drive
- We discover that masks aren’t really worn in certain parts of the country
- At least one of us experiences leg cramps
- The car doesn’t break down
- I actually publish this blog (the draft was written the night before departure)
My 11th grade high school history teacher Dr. Buckley used to implore that we, “Go west, with a dog, a pickup truck, and a good book.” I have a bearded co-pilot, a 2011 Ford Escape, and a kindle. Not quite the same, but I feel my spirit of adventure starting to brew. I can’t wait to see what this drive and this year hold in store.
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