relapse

Rachel and I spoke with the doctor yesterday. Turns out our adventure bug had only gone into remission. We started feeling symptoms again about a week ago. We both started feeling restless at first. Then we slowly started realizing that the sight of a palm tree was no longer exciting- it was common. Rachel had noticed a strange taste in the back of her throat. I wasn't aware of it at first but I realized that I was experiencing the same thing. We tried to drink some water. The taste just got stronger. Florida water is disgusting, with a sewer bouquet and afternotes of poo. We put down our glasses when it dawned on us. - We haven't tried a new food in months besides the blue fish we completely destroyed that day we went fishing. What was happening to us? How did we come to this? This wasn't us. We're foodies damnit. Three stops? Really? We throw our lives into a car, sell all our stuff, quit our jobs, paint that apartment back to white and come running back after only three stops? What kind of book can I write with that!? A short one. Too short for us. We've been lazy adventurers - must be all the sun. Time to pour the sand out of our shoes and hit the road. We're leaving Florida April first. We have Rach's grandmothers car on loan still and need to give it back. Besides we're desperately home sick. We'll drive both cars up to New York within four or five days stopping to see family and friends on the way. A week in Monroe, a week in Buffalo, Easter in Harrisburg with Rach's family and then we stuff all our things back into the Honda, put a flower in our hair, and head to San Francisco. Everyone we've met on this trip has asked the same thing. Are you going to San Francisco. Apparently everyone pegs us as future San Franciscans. Unlike Boston and Florida, this stop is actually a candidate for the "settle down" city. Denver may still be in the running as well. New York is also on the list. Speaking of Denver, we absolutely plan on stopping to visit on our drive over. We'll also stop in L.A to visit Christina and other friends. It's hard to move to the same state as your best friend but to a different city. It's just that neither of us think we would like L.A. Also, L.A right after southern Florida seems like a lot of superficiality all packed into six months. We're in the mood for some culture, some art, lots of good food and good people. Not to mention one of the best gay communities in the world. So no one panic. Keep up on the blog and readjust your clocks - time for another countdown. -lj