Hi everybody. Welcome to another week of recovery. Man, I'm beat. It's taken me a while to recover from our trip. 21 hotel rooms and 29 days. 29 days of being in the car with 5 people. That's amazing. And you know what's even more amazing. No one farted. It was a challenge though. I've been getting the photos back and they do look amazing. When you do something like this, you feel like you're coming down after it. Everything else seems mundane and boring. I'm going back to therapy, etc., etc. I guess what I'm saying is, I miss our road trip. One interesting thing I notice is, from being tired and having anxiety, etc., I'm prone to getting more what I call "moments." I guess I have a little body shut down once in a while now. Maybe it's from being over tired. I don't know. All I know is, it's a drag. But I keep going to therapy and work through it. I've been painting a lot. That's been a fun outlet. And I continue to take photographs. I joked about it in the last blog, but I am planning my next project. I would like to take a ship to Europe. It's difficult to find a ship to Europe. Anyone out there know any rich girls with a yacht? It's either that or the QE 2. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know. Anyway, this is B. Nice, signing off. I'm gonna make it a short one this week, and in my other blog, have a few fashion confessions to make. See you later. Love, B. Nice (Click here for the other blog)
Thursday, October 31 - Halloween
Have a look at this. It's from our trip.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013 - Home again
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
Friday, Oct 25 - York, PA to Home!
This journey has been --- amazing, exhausting, invigorating, frustrating, challenging, eye-popping, emotional, I could go on and on, and you know me, I probably will, eventually, after it all sinks in and I can take stock of who I am now.
Horse fences of Kentucky
Just before the snow hit us coming into York, PA
I'm looking forward to going through all of the images and making selections for the book, but after a good nap at HOME!!
Hey, you might not have see - but check it out, another article in Hudson Valley Magazine. Here's the link: http://www.hvmag.com/Hudson-Valley-Magazine/November-2013/Brian-Nice-of-Putnam-County-Overcomes-Traumatic-Brain-Injury-with-Photography/
Monday, October 21 - Arkansas to Kentucky
Actually we have seen nothing but green trees, rolling hills, horse farms, trucks, trucks and more trucks. A few Mack's, Mack, Mack.
We crossed the Arkansas River and of course the wide Mississippi River. Blue skies with just a hint of horse tail clouds (hmmmm change in temp and possible rain).
We stopped at Jackson at what we thought was a B BQ place, no cars outside, but we went in and they were serving pulled pork, but it was a BIKER BAR, a real hang out.
Tomorrow we leave late and are taking small, slow roads.
