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... the road is called) of my old friend 66. I met The Lincoln in Planefield, which is the only place where America's two most venerable highways, The Lincoln Highway and Route 66 share the same pavement for 1/3 mile. Planefield turned out to be far more attractive than I expected and by the time I headed west again it was almost 6.00 PM. I knew now I was never going to make it to my intended stop in Clinton, Iowa by the end of the day, so relaxed and just meandered up ...
I'm typing this entry on my netbook on
a picnic table outside of NIU's Center for Black Studies. The doors
are locked and the windows are dark, which makes some sense if you
consider the fact it's 2:07AM. I'm alone under the white streetlights
except for this gently glowing screen, my headphones, and the
suitcase and satchel I'm resting my feet on. My apartment, barely a
mile and a half away from this spot, is newly cleaned, very empty,
and waiting for ...
I will soon be embarking on my next great adventure and am now taking the steps to prepare myself for a very exciting and somewhat hectic departure. I have created this blog in order to have a record of my time in China and to share my adventures (and misadventures) with the people I love. I won't be updating this much before I leave (just the basic detailing of my preparation amid teaching summer school), but I plan on posting regularly after my arrival. ...
My name is Guide. No, that's a pseudonym or an unoriginal screen name, my name really is Guidon 'Guide' Sobecki. I'm currently a senior at Northern Illinois University, and I must say it's been an unusually eventful few years in DeKalb. I double major in Corporate Communications and Sociology, minoring in both Chinese Studies and Southeast Asian Studies. For those keeping track, I have two majors, two minors, two jobs working ...
... may bring my way.
The journey had officially begun.
Luckily, since my mom was able to drive at such breakneck speeds I still had a little time to smoke a quick cigarette before checking into the gates. I knew that once I entered the terminal there was no turning back.
I perched on the railing of a rentable luggage cart dispensary, puffing on my cigarette, and thought about the trip ahead:
Still no ...