The rest of the ride back to the US was fairly uneventful. A ride down the coast of Maine for lobster was part of the route. There is just something really special about eating lobster at the harbor where they have just come off a boat. I love walking up to the familiar window of the small bright red building where we’ve ordered before. You can just sit in the sun on the harbor edge and look out over the colorful fishing boats, nets hanging idly from their sides. Our name is called and I walked up to retrieve 2 baskets of bright red lobster, just out of the boiling water in which they were sacrificed for our culinary enjoyment.
We next headed to upstate New York, south of Cooperstown, where I spent the first couple years of my childhood. It always looks smaller than your mind wants you to believe. We saw the old family homes and visited the family graves of my Mom’s side. Good memories, all in all.
We arrived back in Alabama to continue working on the house and see family. Everyone is always busy, I remember those days. It’s always so anticlimactic being back. I like it for a couple days, but then start wondering why we are even here. We really should be either traveling or living out of the US. Our friends aren’t here, they live all over the world. We tried to make friends here, but we will never fit in, they will never understand us. Not that it’s a bad thing, just very isolating.
We had a good year of travel. So far we have spent 27 out of 40 weeks on the bike. Plans for 2023 are coming along nicely. Nine months of riding involving four continents. South America is the one continent we haven’t ridden yet, and it’s up first. This will be a three year journey, pieced together, as we do. More on the intended routes in the next post.
So Cheers. I hope you are enjoying our Patchwork RTW journey,