Today I had a client call me and tell me another client had died. Not good. This is not the first time I have left for the Appalachian Trail (AT) and found out someone I really admire had passed. This hike, in part, is for you Tom. I know you are in a better place, no matter where that ends up being.
My friend, Sammy took me to the rental car place this morning. Picked up a little sedan with some excellent gas mileage. Thank you Enterprise. Went home and repacked a few of my bounce boxes. Called ahead to the hostels I was sending them to to make sure they would hold them for a period of time, since my schedule is flexible.
It took all day to repack the bounce boxes. Got to the Omni Pack and Ship just before closing. I ran home again to finish prep. (Packed two more bounce boxes which I took with me. Didn’t get to call to verify if they would hold them or not or anything. Fingers crossed.) Jason, my boyfriend, stopped by for one last hug and kiss goodbye. I finally left the apartment at 9pm. Of course, I got all neurotic and had to text Jason to make sure my truck was locked when I left. Had to….
I drove all through the night to get to Dawsonville, GA. The traffic was decent. Weather was decent. Drank way too much coffee, but got myself there, again, just in time. The only remarkable thing about the drive was that there was a ton of construction along the way, but because I travelled in the middle of the night mostly, it didn’t hinder my trip too bad.
