Post Mortem

I wrapped up the big trip on Halloween and then raced the next day, November 1st, to get to Dallas. When I think about my bus adventure I don’t really know what happened. I don’t have some road to Damascus revelation to share. Perhaps I could look at the trip in terms of the people I talked to. I met some nice people, one in particular that has me excited. Maybe if I catalog all the things I saw I’d begin to get my ahead around what happened.