Friday, May 31, 2013
Thursday, May 23, 2013
On my way into DC my front rack broke off. It was a long hot day and I still had to find somewhere to spend the night. My mood had taken a downward turn for the first time. Once again I was saved a kind stranger. He welcomed me into his home and I spent the following two nights with him and his equally welcoming house mates.
As for DC itself; I felt disconnected from it. I guess partially because my bike was on my mind and that the fact there was none of the neighbourhood mentality I experienced in the previous cities I visited.
The day I left DC was the hardest day I have experienced so far, the new bag arrangement meant the bike was off-balance. The new physical strain and humid weather almost broke my spirits...almost.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
The locals have a great pride in the city and some of the benches state that it's the greatest city in America.
I met a great group of people while I was there and I got to cycle with other people for the first time since I started this trip.
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Thursday, May 16, 2013
My detour to York led me to another detour in Maryland. Within an hour of entering the state I found myself in the middle of the American Faerie subculture. It was a strange and wonderful weekend full of people from all walks of life. It was interesting to see the transformation people undertook once they got into costume. I got the sense that some people were more themselves in their faerie attire than in their everyday clothing.
Monday, May 13, 2013
The couple of days on the road after leaving Ambler was the first time I felt lonely on the road, I guess thats the price I paid for staying there longer than planned. Quiet roads and empty campsites did not help.
Unemploymet seems to an increasing issue the further south I travel in Pennsylvania. Some of the smaller towns I passed through seem closed off and not very welcoming to outsiders. This lack of contact drove me to York, my first detour.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Once I crossed the Denver River I was in New Hope Pennsylvania. Lambertville and New Hope might as well town, they both share the Shad Festival which I just missed the night before. It was raining heavily so I decided to check into a cheap hotel and take the day off, thinking that I would have a few long days ahead of me.
The next day was sunny and mostly downhill. I decided to have lunch in Ambler before stopping to Conshoshocken for the night.
I stumbled upon Forest & Main Brewhouse and my plans quickly changed. It's a charming little town with some equally as charming people.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
In the two days I spent in New Jersey, I was overwhelmed by the generosity and openness shown to me. On both nights people whom I just met welcomed me into their homes. I was particularly desperate the second night after cycling down a dark dirt track along the Delaware River. I think people are more open to me because of the bike.
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