In less than 20 minutes, I ran over 35 different numbers through my head.  Budgets, bank accounts, gasoline, miles, and other glorious concepts related to my (tentative) journey are still fluttering around my brain.  It seems more real somehow, put down on paper.  Looking at expenses make this pipe dream seem somewhat more realistic and slightly less like a vaporous wind.

15,758 miles is the magical number.  I can’t imagine driving this far alone. I can’t imagine NOT undertaking this trip of a lifetime.

It must be done.