The road will take you to many places in life. It conveyed an idea to reality and a passion into livelihood. Roads brought us from Eugene to Montana and Minneapolis, to Boston and Belchertown, to New York and New Hampshire and every hamlet between. ...

Last night Jon and I had to improvise with the sleeping situation. One couch two guys. So we both could have a little comfort I took the cushions off the couch and gave them to Jon for the floor.

With eggs and toast on board I journey over to Manhatt...

After a late start to the day, 1pm, I walked with my buddy, Wesley, and his girlfriend, Kristine, and their friend, Matt, down Bedford Ave. This street has become a center of gentrification in Brooklyn and all of New York for that matter. Nearly every ...

The sleeping conditions Jon and I have been put through could be categorized as bi-polar and then some. Two nights ago we were staying on couches with empty beer cans/ bottles around us, not all ours, and overhearing bass pumping music through the wall...

The lane called Hobart can be compared to 15th and High area in Eugene. It’s filled with college kids, not the cleanliest area, and lots of beer cans. Our new neighbors raged next door until near 5 in the morning. Good thing Jon and I didn’...

I awoke from my Anne Frank attic room this morning to sun beams blasting through the skylight window above my sleeping bag. I could tell it was considerably colder than yesterday, which was about 50F. Through the trap door in the floor or ceiling, depe...

After returning home from the BU Valentine Invite to Needham at midnight, Jon and I were ready for a morning off. I haven’t woken up to the smell of fresh coffee, ham, eggs, and apricot jelly in a very long time. I ate my weight back in ham slice...

Last night Jon and I stayed with our new hosts, the McGowen Family. Leaving a hostel-like environment to a comfortable home, one notices how space is easily taken for granted. Jon woke me up with 30minutes before our commuter train into Boston. We near...

Today marks the fifth day of our Boston adventures. Again, I woke up during the night to stop Jon from filling the room with pig snorts. When Jon and I rose to seize the day, he looked slightly on the sick side. Well, actually, way on the sick side, bu...

On the drive out to the east coast I encountered Jon’s slight, but noticeable, pig style snoring. Last night I perfected a technique to prevent him from waking up our two hosts. It involves me rolling over and “accidentally” nudging h...