Free at last

I will start out by saying that it has been years since I have written more than a paragraph in the English language, and I cannot compete with the wit and humor of my travelling companion, but I cannot fight the peer pressure any longer, and I have been convinced to write my first blog entry.
So finally I was able to escape the wonderful world of post-student high school, four fruitful workdays full of truly meaningful discussions and arguments between teachers and administrators who were ready for summer vacation months earlier. Needless to say after a morning full of powerpoint presentations on how to increase student and teacher morale, I found my own solution- to sneak out a bit early and embark on the epic. As a symbol of the beginning of the journey, I cut off my two month beard, and look like a teenage once again.
After a quick lunch, last minute packing, and photo shoot, we were immediately put to the test by a torrential downpour in the first mile of travel. We laughed at mother nature's vast underestimation of our resolve, and continued southward, wet-feet the least of our worries. At our first pitstop, we charmed the Buchanan gals and nearly lost focus on Texas, but somehow refocused and headed off to Roanoke at a blazing speed-15.6 mph average over 53.5 miles despite stop and go city driving for the last ten. Then a dinner that couldn't be beat and some fine 7-11 refreshments as a suiting end to the first day.
Siguiendo el camino hacia el sur,
Judah