Some days on these trips all kinds of exciting and emotionally groundbreaking things happen. Then there are days like today. I drove the rest stop van today and we did about 70 miles through some reasonably easy and fairly normal riding into the pretty boring town of Jacksonville, notable only to me for sharing a name with the city where i grew up. It’s a military town and it looks like it. I had a very good Irish breakfast at the local pub, and an adventure trying to buy beer where an IT guy with no teeth at the gas station was trying to fix the credit card reader and a woman busking on the street got arrested. Also I spent a bunch of time on Duolingo trying to learn Ukrainian. That’s about it. Tomorrow I get to ride the Outer Banks and I’m excited.
