Just a brief backgrounding on how this travel-America trip came to be:
Nichole, has been my best friend since I have existed. I have never not known her.
If she had not uprooted and moved across the country on a moments notice with her husband and son, none of this would have transpired as so.
Last summer she up and moved to Nebraska while I was in Costa Rica and I was so heart broken. She moved back to Tucson this last February, to my short lived relief, but has since up and moved to Pennsylvania. Her husband, Tyler does some pretty crazy work and it called him to Carlisle. It was on a moments notice. I had stayed the night with them and was there the next morning when the calls were made and decisions were being pondered. They found out Monday and were on the road by Thursday or Friday.
The semester just ended. Work was slowing down and I was getting anxious trying to figure out what I was gonna do with my summer 2017. Summer 2016 was spent in Costa Rica, Summer 2015 I was adventuring China.With a year left of school, this is essentially my last summer vay-cay, there is just no way I would choose gainful employment and cement myself in to bake in Tucson over a little excitement .
Thought I had been yearning to get out of town, I was also in the process of ending a “relationship” with this dude I had been seeing over the semester. He wasn’t taking the “breakup” idea so well.
Time to get out of town.
I cleaned my room. Found some checks from work. Left the beloved Baby Millie Rabbit with my saintly sister, Hayley.
I cashed 6 checks and left Tucson the next morning with $324.82 and a whole lot of optimism.
That’s really not a lot.
There’s a few more checks coming in the mail. I’ll be okay.
Jumping off into the unknown…
Just out of New Mexico, my mom calls me (semi- enraged) about leaving my rabbit with my sister; I had neglected to run it by her first.
“Well, how long will you be gone?”
“I don’t really know, mom. I’m just going. Trump is getting us nuked sooner than later. Let a bitch live.”
My camera was tight packed away in what was left of space throughout most of the drive until we hit Tennessee. It was a solid, highway, strait-on-through kind of drive. Not much to see anyway except this adorable Cobi I shared the back seat with. And Murphy dog!
The two pictured here.
As the back seat baby attendant, I would occasionally have to wedge that bunny so his head wouldn’t lean forward when he passed out.
But this was all him.
Anything goes back here.
Just let him do it.
What a guy.
He was pleasantly behaved for most of the ride though.
Finally we got to Tennessee to stay for the night, and visit Tyler’s grandparents before we continued on the last leg of the journey.
Exploring the territory.
This looked like a hardy heartily blossom.
Get out all the energy before we get back in the car!
My job was just to occupy/ take pictures of Cobi while the car was loaded.
And pictures of plants, while we’re at it.
This house was right off of a beautiful lake.
Eventually we make it to Carlisle in the middle of the night.
Tyler starts work first thing the next morning after an extensive 3 day journey across the country.
We crash and Tyler’s brothers place who also works with Tyler, and also lives in Carlisle with his wife and puppy family.
Cobi and Atlas, my personal favorite of the puppy kingdom.
They call him the “regal-beagle”.
I instagramed him.
Classy shed art through a back alley stroll.
We took an adventure.
My response, exactly.
This campus had a sweet flower scene.
Probably one of my favorite pics of them.
Carlisle is historic ‘Merica.
This is where I left them.
Throughout the course of the day, I realized my step dad was in NYC for the next four days. I caught a greyhound that night to meet him in Queens.
I was in Carlisle for less than 24 hours.
Life is short why not.
Nichole gets it and isn’t mad about me immediately leaving.
The Carlisle experience is too be continued.