driving

I’m sitting in the dark, drinking my coffee, dreading my shift, and Chaucer just threw up in the Pink Room. It must be Monday.

The one with the dirty gloves, essential food shopping, painting, and planning. Now with 100% more maps!

I started planning my route with the idea I’d spend my nights in rest stops or Walmart parking lots. Shortly after, I realised something. As a solo female traveler, that’s probably pretty fucking stupid.