I walked 8.8 miles today. From a Franklin dealership to my mom's house and back. I wondered if I looked like this guy:
I was even offered a ride from a pretty woman, but she was going in the opposite direction and didn't seem too committal about it. I politely declined and just kept walking, backpack on back, camera around neck, and a world of financial woes dancing around in my head.
The walking was pretty good for my head, but the snake holes at my feet kept me a bit wary throughout my little journey. At one point, I saw a high heel shoe. Later and on the other side of the road, I saw its match. About twenty feet later, I saw a large bracelet. Nefarious doings or just a few drunkenly discarded items? It's not for me to know. All I know is you see some interesting things when going on foot.
And to those who follow me on Twitter, thanks for putting up with my multiple (and maybe tedious) tweets today. It was good to have you guys around. Had Peter Jenkins had Twitter, he might never have written A Walk Across America, but rather just a series of 140-character-or-less musings.
Here are a few pictures from the day.
Thanks for reading and have a nice day.