August 3rd, Final Day

W-mon

W-mon

August 3rd

Easy ride to Georgetown today, about 60 miles. I got lost once I got into the city proper, but that’s normal. The monuments are much bigger than I thought they would be. Anywho, didn’t see too much crazy interesting scenery, though there was a shift in the terrain once I got to the Great Falls area. All of a sudden, things got much rockier and the forest got a bit more lush and tropical looking.

It’s good to be done, as my knees aren’t super happy with me at this point. Now that I’ve arrived in Georgetown, I can start looking for a place to live and getting ready for grad school, which might be a much more difficult task then riding 500 miles!

I checked on the scale and I lost five pounds on the trip, putting me at a nice even 200.

19 miles to DC. I wanted to take a picture of the 20 mile marker, but I couldn't find it.

19 miles to DC. I wanted to take a picture of the 20 mile marker, but I couldn’t find it.

This is my last post to this blog, I have another I update regularly just blabbing about my life and stuff. If you want to check that out, you can go to twelvemi.com and read away.

Thomas

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July 25th – July 26th

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Chicago’s Union Station

Here’s my first two journal entries. Pretty uneventful stuff, just riding the train.

July 25th, 2013
Boarded the train around 3:30am. It was rough saying goodbye to the family. I’ve never been that great at goodbyes, and this time was no exception. I’m going somewhere where I don’t really have any friends, so it kind of felt like I was leaving my last connection behind.

On the train, I thought I got lucky and scored two seats to myself, which turned out to be wrong when at 5am I was shaken awake by a man calling himself “Mr. T” who informed me that he wanted the window seat. I discovered later that this guy’s seat was somewhere else, and he wanted to sit next to the window, but because I’m a pushover, I let him sit there, where he proceeded to talk extremely loudly about why he likes the train (getting to stand up and move around, earning mileage points). He couldn’t seem to figure out how to use the reclining function on his seat, so I helped him with that as well. He kept talking until around 6am, at which point I think he got bored with me going “uh-huh,” “yeah” and “ok.”

Nothing feeds a deep sense of ennui like riding on a train.

July 26th, 2013
MORE TRAIN. I finished reading my book, and now I am spending my time revising some pages from my book. I’ve eaten nothing but granola bars, cherry tomatoes and tortillas with peanut butter. I have no idea why I selected these as my train foods.

I’ve found an optimal sleeping position. I find if I put the little footrest up and turn onto my side, I can make a sort of “s” shape with my body, which give optimum comfort. Keep that in mind if you find yourself on the train and are a tall lurpy dude.

Now I’m sitting in Chicago Union Station. I went and got a falafel, which is highly satisfying. I think I should only speak about the food I eat for the remainder of my journal entries. ¬†Also, train bathrooms are gross.

Ok, boarding a new train now. Will resume writing tomorrow after I’ve done the first leg of my bike journey.