Wa-Kee-Gan - PM 5

While the time below may state this post as being from 11:59 and the date above may state this post as being made on Sunday, I can assure you that this is all just a ruse to make things fit chronologically. The reality of the situation is that until the bugs forced me to move I was sitting in front of a closed and darkened Burger King at almost 2 this Monday morning in Fargo North Dakota.

After driving all day I've made a pit stop in the back parking lot of a 24 hr Perkins Restaurant, where a bunch of punk kids are smoking, laughing and doing what I didn't think anyone did this early on a monday morning. So here I sit, in the drivers seat of the car I've been driving for most of the day, writing this post and trying to decide what my next move should be. Do I make a break for the border (and home) allowing us to arrive in Winnipeg just before sunup? Do I close my eyes and try to get some sleep here, hoping I don't meet my doom at the hands of those darn "punk kids?"

Today was an adventure in map reading. We got lost several time and drove almost non-stop since we left the hotel this morning around noonish. We visited several cities but I feel more importantly, as a consequence of getting lost we also visited several small towns, many of which had water front or river front property where families, couples and kids all enjoyed what summer had to offer them.

I think what I'll remember most about this trip is not the places I went or all the time I spent with Shawn (some of that time being rather trying,) but the people I saw. All the unknown faces that I'll likely never see again but have still become an important piece of the puzzle of my life. How we all had a place to go and a reason to get there and how we all got there with a little influence from people we never have and never will have the chance to get to know...