And so we come to the end of the Great American Road Trip of 2012.
There were many highs, the occasional low (but we won’t speak of those), and many a memory has been forged. I hope you’ve enjoyed coming along for the ride!
Now I’m in Toronto for a little while!
I’ve emerged from the giant pile of tear-sodden tissue that Karen left in her wake when she left for home, but things are looking rosy now. I’ve almost remembered how to function on my own again, although it’s darned tricky.
I’ve moved into my new place and am looking for friends and jobs.
And the laundromat, I’m looking for that too. It’s my project for the day. I’ve been to a laundromat precisely once in my life and I remember is being complicated. I’m nervous.