Sunday : Traveling

Driving through Iowa is tough.

Missouri is kind of like Iowa but more humid and some hills.

Arkansas is similar.

Tennessee has some life.

Mississippi has a cursive "welcome to" sign.

This is life on the road. Traveling down to New Orleans gives you a lot of time to think about what you're doing. Why am I going there for spring break? Why not stay home?

The lines of the highway keep going by. Progress is sweeping under my feet.

Am I excited for New Orleans? Yes, so excited, so ready, but not prepared.

The team is awesome.  So willing to serve and open with each other.

Its weird. Introducing yourself to another. Its like you can be whoever you wanna be. You've spearfished? Me too, five years ago in the Amazon with my dog. Also, I've gotten shot.

How do we stay true to ourselves? How do we show who we really are? Does it come through with time?

What a weird social thing. I kind of enjoy it.

So far its been a lot of driving and some bathroom/gas breaks.

I got initiated into the hotel world. Never have I been responsible for checking people into a hotel. That's been interesting.

Currently I'm sitting in a hotel room wrapped up in a blanket. When the air conditioner goes on I start to freeze but when it turns off it gets pretty humid.

Today is Sunday. The plan is to go visit a church and drive to the French Quarter. The French Quarter should be fun to see, being the day after St. Patrick's day and all. Then we drive a little bit more to the yellow house. Which is where we're staying. A long day for sure.