Day 0: Packing Goddamn, they weren’t kidding...packing is hard work! Probably my least favorite part of any trip, but a necessary evil. I have little doubt that I’ll forget lots of things, and bring things that I don’t need, but hey, that’s how it goes. I have pretty basic luggage (strap on saddlebags, a huge drybag, a tank bag, and a backpack), but I should have more than enough room. My room kinda looks like a bomb went off, since I’m both packing for this trip… ...AND packing up all the stuff I’m getting shipped out to Bellingham, since I’ll be living there for the next year: Now that I’m actually beginning to move most of my belongings out of the room where I’ve lived for 10 years, the trip is starting to feel a little more real. I’m hyped! The bike is also pretty much good to go. Did a bunch of maintenance items -- just need to replace the cooling fan (for the fourth fucking time, I keep overtightening them and they crack) and it’ll be as ready as it’ll ever be. (Since writing that, I replaced the fan and there's still a clattering noise coming from the front of the engine...If I ignore it it'll go away, right?) Gotta say, one of the hardest parts of preparing for this trip so far has been saying bye to my friends. I’d be doing that even if I was going to college this year instead of doing this trip and taking a gap year, but still, I finally made some really good friends this year and it sucks to say bye. So here’s a gratuitous picture from graduation of me with my friends Sarah (left) and Chris (right) (Rose should also be here but I somehow don’t have a good picture with her in it): …and as of posting this, my bike is (almost) all the way packed! Sorry for the crap picture, it’s totally dark out and my garage lighting is eh.