I always heard that you should hem your day in with prayer –
so does waking up in a Baptist Church and going to bed in a Methodist Church
count? It is wonderful that some of the
churches on the route open their doors to bikers. Usually there is a church hall that we sleep
in but a lady stopped by today and told us to sleep on the rug in the church
being that it is more comfortable. So I
have my mattress laid out right in front of the piano. I’m looking forward to some revelations in my
dreams tonight – maybe, finally, that blueprint for my life….
We woke up to rain beating on the roof of the Baptist Gym
building. Not exactly a gentle rain but
no lightning and thunder. Jack took off
anyway, Jeff and Jerry gave it a few minutes to lighten up. As usual I brought up the rear. Nothing too eventful today. I met up with Jerry a couple of times. We were looking for coffee but never did find
any. We did meet a guy from China, So-I.
He came over to do the route ‘just for fun’.
He wasn’t exactly fluent in English and he was traveling solo. Takes more guts that I would have. There were a couple of mountains today. One was called Big A, aka Big Ass. Driving the mountains wasn’t near as bad as
yesterday – thanks be to God. We met a
friendly manager of a grocery store. She
took a break and talked to us for some time.
Good people along the way.
So once again tonight, a roof over our heads,
AC, kitchen facilities, indoor plumming and three hungry guys. Gotta go fix supper…..
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