Once Again...

Rock Island, IL

For the life of me, I cannot understand why travel makes people so tired. I do nothing but sit in a van for eight hours, occasionally driving a shift or two, but for some reason I have a ton of trouble staying awake. Obviously this is slightly more difficult to deal with when I'm actually driving; spending a half-hour jabbing myself with a pen to keep me from falling asleep at the wheel gets old quickly. Oh well.

So here I am, in another nondescript hotel in another nondescript town in the Midwest. We're a day and a half of driving time away from Copper Harbor, whereupon I will spend about a month working long days to build trails and living in a town of 81 people. Brilliant. I don't know, Americorps is a great project and all, but I'm not terribly excited about this particular project. That's the breaks, I suppose.

After tomorrow night I will not have access to the internet and I will be out of cellphone range for almost the entirety of the project, so I hope nobody has anything important to tell me. I will check my email and messages as often as I can...which might be about once every three weeks or so. With any luck, however, I will be returning to the 'Burgh for a brief fall break at the conclusion of the project, so who knows.

Fare thee well, everybody.