So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish

Well, I’m off. My cross continent bike ride is now underway. Many people have asked why I’m doing this, if you have to ask than my answer (“Because I never have before”) may not be satisfactory but it is the closest thing to the truth.

I still don’t know exactly how my blog updating will go, it will likely vary depending on what and where I am. My path has changed several times in the last week and the one posted is sort of accurate at this point. My path will likely change many times before I jump into that beautiful Pacific ocean.

I hope anyone reading this finds something of value in my writings throughout this journey. If you feel drunk or generous I will gladly accept gifts to my PayPal account ( to help keep calories in my body during the ride. Any money I don’t use will be returned when I arrive. I would also love more music, I have made a playlist on Spotify called “Ride 3 – Neiger” that is now collaborative. Feel free to add music to that or send me playlists/bands that you think are awesome.

Anyway, this post is getting long. Thank you everyone for an amazing three years in Washington DC. I have made lifelong friends that have helped me grow in ways I never thought possible. I am sure many lessons from my time here will come out during this ride but there is one story I want to share briefly right now.

There was once a time in a kitchen last summer where a dear friend of mine kissed me. It was awkward… she was embarrassed… but it is now a funny story that has brought us together. She is someone I love dearly and I wouldn’t change for the world. I will miss her terribly but I know she will be with me forever.

So, what’s the moral of the story? I don’t know what it is for you, but for me the moral is “kiss someone, it’s worth it”.

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