6/24/2011

Cold Pizza for breakfast. Interviewed by Marsha McConnell of Fox news Ft. Wayne at noon. Took to the road at 12:30. Seven miles in flat tire.

I sat by the side of the divided highway pumping up my tire. I thought it would hold. I was mistaken. After pushing the stroller for a couple miles, it was flat again. Yesterday the right side went out. Today the left side let me have it. I thanked my lucky stars that I met Frank Dickerson back in Worden, Illinois. He has been in my thoughts lately but you can imagine it was much more today. I have officially gone through all the tubes he donated to Papa Didos. Thankfully I was able to get the tires fixed and running in a relatively short ammount of time.

I started up again. Base line pumping and hip hop running through my veins...

6/23/2011

Bad boys, bad boys, what cha gonna do? What cha gonna do when they come for you?

So, this journey I am on is not just taking place on the road. There are parts of this journey that continue back in California. Of course, I wouldn’t have made so much progress without the help of home base. They keep tabs on my location and my needs while super talented artists are busy illustrating the next books in the series. We are riding the momentum and feeling good about doing good. It seems that every day, our little steps are steps of progress. It’s awesome to look back and recall the very first steps. Without a doubt I am surrounded by blessings.

The events back home are not all fun and games though...

6/22/2011

It was an easy day. Except, I had to take shelter from a downpour under a tree. The leaves provided pretty good protection for the first ten minutes. The last five minutes though, the water penetrated the branches and leaves. Again my shoes were soaked. Not good for the tiny blisters. I was lucky the rains passed pretty quickly. I’m also lucky I had all my stuff in large trash bags. The things are great for protecting gear. (especially my electronics!)

Did I mention the tree was on top of a slope and that the rains made the slope muddy? Yes, I had to slide down the hill to get back on the road. At least the sun broke through and started drying everything. And, I was fortunate the area I took shelter didn’t have mosquitoes. All in all I couldn’t complain...