Author: MikeDiazTheFirst

Mike was born in Queen, New York to a blue collar family. An avid self educator, artist, and traveler he’s traveled around the globe three times while immersing himself in the culture of 48 different countries and counting.  Read about his journeys and musings here.
By MikeDiazTheFirst

Day 3

We left late.  Now before I go any further I must clarify, I love Jerry like the great friend he is. I love him enough to be willing to be together for 24 hours a day for thirty, forty days in a row. And not just forty days, forty days of hard work. Anyone who’s…

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Day 2

We hung our clothes outside during breakfast for the last bit of drying. I am super excited that it is cool out. I hope we can get a few less hills and maybe even some nice weather.  We left late. Breakfast was good, but not that good. Packing, re-packing. We hit the road at eleven….

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Day 1

I lay there waiting for the alarm to put me out of my spiraling misery.  I hear Jerry turn off his alarm the moment it starts… I wonder if he’s been up too. We each shower and finish packing our bikes and grab a coffee. Some toast with butter and jam, our coffees and we’re…

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Day 1 -12 Hours

I’m freakin out.  I lay on Jerry’s air mattress not able to sleep.  Am I really doing this?  I don’t have enough money.  I’m not in good enough shape.  I won’t see my lady in so long (again).  I wonder if there is a level of anxiety for everything. And if you do that thing…

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Day 1 -1 Week

I’m at the bar while my lady gets airplane snacks. It still doesn’t feel real that we are about to go to Paris. I am not prepared for this trip, let alone my next. The beer is going down too easy, I’ve been drinking too much. I know how I get in Paris, I will…

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Time to Adult

I see it over and over. Some cases are more extreme then others but they are all the same idea. The clock has stuck some time and now it is time to be an adult. When you look at those words it doesn’t make much sense to me, I mean it just feels so arbitrary….

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