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When I was in 8th grade one of my teachers told me about her husband riding his bicycle across the country. At the time I thought it was the craziest thing I had ever heard someone do. So of course I told myself that I would one day do the same.

I decided to ride along with Bike & Build because none of my friends are as crazy as I am and wouldn't join me. After living in Philadelphia and seeing some of the poor conditions people were living in, and then moving to Connecticut and designing 20,000 SF vacation homes, I felt the need to at least attempt to make a difference in the affordable housing crisis.

So here I am, embarking on a 3900 mile, 75 day journey across the continental United States of America. Wish me luck!

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Road Rage and Road Kill

As you can imagine having traveled over 1000 miles on some back country roads, we have passed a few dead animal carcasses. The majority of them have been raccoons, however, I have seem some interesting things. The most surprising has definitely been the amount of turtles. Poor little guys weren't able to get out of the way even if they wanted to (I assume some of them were depressed and they didn't see any other options). The other day I saw a bloated deer, it looked so big and stretched out that if you would poke it, it would pop. So of course I tried to convince my friend Taylor to poke it, but she wasn't having it. I've also seen a ton of squirrels, frogs, birds, and unfortunately a skunk. One skunk in over 1000 miles is pretty good, but its still terrible. Just think of how long you can smell it while riding past it in a car, well try it on your bike. It takes 10 times as long to get out of the smell zone.

As for road rage, not every driver is polite about us being on the road. We've gotten honked at, yelled at, called some colorful things, but my favorite was when we got an empty bottle thrown at us. Yes, that's right, someone through their trash at us! We were just riding along when someone yelled out the window, "Get off the ****ing road," (I'll let you fill in the blanks, I'm trying to keep this blog PG). We were in a line of 4 people. He screamed it at the last person in line, and then as he drove past, when he got to the leader, that is when the bottle came flying at us. Fortunately it didn't hit anybody, it's just frustrating that people are so rude. It's not like we were even in their way, he easily got around. It was really awkward when we passed them again while they were stopped at a stop light, so it's not even like we were holding them up. Oh well, for the amount of cars that pass us each day, I'm thankful for the patience of most people, the fact that I can only remember one real road rage story in 25 days says that the majority of people are understanding.

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