OK you guys. So I have to admit something. Yes, I'm a wizard. My friend here called it. We had great weather all the way across America and all the way back. 30 days of great weather. Actually, it snowed one day in West Virginia, and we did have one morning of light rain, but other than that it was great. I got some great shots and we all had a good time. You know, when I think back on it, we all had a great time. It was a good trip. But, for me, the best part was seeing my daughter. That made it all worthwhile, to know I can make it there.
You know, the final destination is not always the full picture. It's all the little things that are important. For example, we had great lunches, I got to see my daughter, got to take some back roads, etc., etc. What I'm getting at is that it's the little moments that are important. I guess you could say that about life. Anyway, that's my profound thought of the week.
Now I get on with my daily routine of getting better. It all seems so dull compared to that trip we had. So guess what! I'm planning on another trip. That'll keep me busy. But I think a ship is in order this time. Maybe a ship to Europe. I don't know. What do you think?
What I wanted to talk about was how this trip I just did has improved my life. You see, by doing this trip it presented me with challenges that therapy could never present. They're all little things, but they made me advance a little further. There were challenges that regular therapy could never meet. I feel the trip over all has helped me in many ways. First of all, I can now hold a camera without it flying out the window. I now know what a real biker bar looks like. I know that my friend knows how to start a bar fight, and duck out. Anyway, what I was really trying to say is, you know, I think I've improved overall by doing this trip. It was tough. I mean, I got to LA and then I thought, "Hell, I got to go all the way back!" I keep joking, but it was true. I got myself all psyched up to get to LA. I never psyched myself up for going back. It was tough from Fort Worth to New York. But I made it.
Going out to LA I had a crew, The A Team. Then going from LA to Fort Worth, I had the B Team. Then from Fort Worth to NY, I had the C Team. Everyone was different, and everyone got along. It was cool. And everyone's style was different. For example, my crew going from NY to LA had a certain way of shooting their documentary, and my helpers had a certain way of helping me, like taping my camera a certain way. And the B team, well, what can I say about the B team? We were in Nogales, a border town with Mexico. I had to sneak over and get them out of a whore house. Cheap beer too! Just kidding. They did scare the hell out of me, cause they were talking about going over there. And knowing them, they would do it and bring me along. Anyway, they were a great crew and they had their own way of doing a documentary. And then the team from Fort Worth to NY was more low key. My friend, Greg, did some black and white photos. It was all good fun. I guess what I'm getting at is, each team had a different vibe. All good though.
For me, the best was seeing my daughter. It was great to hang out with her and see her wonderful school. I'm so glad I went. I also got to see my cousin and his family. That was great as well. Hey, here's a photo from the road. I'll talk to you guys next week. Love, B. Nice
