Now that the whole experience has sunk in and settled down deep in me, I find myself able to continue telling the story. I stopped blogging, but kept a journal on a small notebook I had bought in New York, so the memories are all there, and most of them also in my head, fresh like yesterday.
For why I stopped blogging during the trip there where some practical reasons.
One of the phone buttons stopped working because of the abuse it took from humidity & dust, and it became much more difficult to use it for writing the blog. That, and the fact I started riding more into the night and early morning, to avoid the mid-day heat and strong winds, when I would just find a place to eat and crash for a couple of hours.
Writing twitter and facebook updates was not that complicated, and I am happy I managed to to at least that.
There were some psychological reasons too. After finishing the trip, I made some serious effort to get back to a normal life, and decided not to linger in memories, but do everything I can to reintegrate. The intention of finishing the blog was there, but it seems I always had something else to do. It was avoidance actually, trying to access the memories became uncomfortable, it was almost painful... regret and nostalgia in a way not felt before. Seems like not only a bad experience can have this effect, but very good ones too :)
Well, I'm over that now!
I'll continue telling here about my experiences and impressions that crossing the USA left in me. At the end there will be something also about equipment, practical stuff, and things I would do differently.
