Nov 212010
 

Mary is punching the engine at 80 mph, northbound.  This chick really likes to drive.  The B-Side Players blare through the speakers with their sexy salsa / reggae combination.   Mary does NOT like to get passed.  Speed-demon-semiarab-belovedwife.

We have left Georgia stronger and more focused than when we went in.  We are eager to get to Barichara, to get back to Greengoes Guesthouse.  But we loved our time working alongside the Earthship Crew and DirtyInterns.  We accomplished so much together in such a short time!  Three weeks ago we had not even met and what we were told on our last night was:  this is not the end, this is the beginning.   It was on everyone’s lips and the repetition made it believable.

Our last week working on the Earthship seemed to progress more slowly than the first two.  Putting it up was quick, but covering the tire walls with layers of cement, filling the floors with gravel, putting in the windows are very time consuming activities.  The Earthship is probably 80% -85% of the way to completion.  It looks good.  We are sorry that we are going to miss the finished product.  On our last night at the site, one day before the full moon, Mary and I walked through the structure.  It was dark save for the moonlight coming in through the front windows.  We knew the site so well, every bump in the path, every drop-off, wet spot, jagged edge and wall in the way that we could walk around this construction site in near-dark with no problem.  This house is beautiful and it is going to be a perfect representation of Earthships interacting with nature.   It has been an honor to be part of this project.

We are headed north towards Toronto to spend Thanksgiving with my parents and to get prepared for our journey back to Barichara.  The 75 feels like some sort of weird zone where time moves and stands still at the same time.  Macon, Chattanooga, Dayton, Toledo… all these towns look the same, from the side of the 75 inside a Marriot and across from a Cracker Barrel.  This antiseptic, serving-size, homogenous road is not for us, it moves so quickly but other than the different colored rocking chairs outside the Cracker Barrel, with no leaves on the trees, it all looks the same.

‘Nuff, from here.  Happy Thanksgiving.  And for the kids down in Georgia, we miss you already!

 

Jun 282010
 

Friends and Family Collage

Having traded our physical address for our truck and now, in Toronto, our truck for our backpacks, we’ve boarded the first of three flights that should get us to Bogota by tomorrow afternoon.  Sadly, however, we’ve been told we’re sitting in this sardine can for another hour and a half before “wheels-up” due to weather in New York.  I’m already feeling my slight claustrophobia kick in.

While American Airlines may have gotten this part all wrong, the magazine produced by the parent company, American Way, seems to have their sights and flights headed in the same direction as ours – Colombia.  The cover story, “Into the Wild”, explores Ciuidad Perdida, Colombia’s ancient, hidden city tucked three-days walk into the jungle.  They say it is Colombia’s Machu Picchu, still waiting for full-force tourism to make its way there.  As I flip through the magazine there are adds for festivals and hotels in Medellin, write ups on hots spots in Bogota and information on how travelers can get there via American Airlines.  I’m glad we’re (almost) on our way.

It seems we’re going back to the gate.  We’ve already missed our connection to Miami, where we were supposed to stay tonight.  Cross your fingers that they can sort this mess out for us!

…a little later…

So, we have one more night in Toronto at the Double Tree hotel (OMG have you had their cookies! They will give you more than one if you ask!) and one less connection tomorrow.    We’re supposed to arrive in Bogota at the same time as planned, so it isn’t all bad.  We’ll see what  tomorrow brings…

Let me take this moment to say that it was FANTASTIC to visit with family over the past two weeks.  Thank you Mona, Hammy, Gart, Eryka, Aunt Pat and Uncle Jim, Scott B., Ismael, Majida, Lynette, Casey, Scotto-san, America and Kevin, for all the great times at the Lake of the Ozarks, in Cocomo, Michigan and Toronto!  You guys are the best!

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