An epic roadtrip is not something to be taken lightly.
There are so many variables that change, things that go wrong, rearranged plans, car problems, shifty people, bedless nights, violent weather patterns, hangovers, lost keys, and injuries, that you have to be ready to adapt and solve problems at every moment.
Some key hurdles that had to be hopped to me were:
- My car was broken into and key items for the trip were stolen
- I was harassed by cops constantly for jaywalking and riding my bike without lights (learn to play dumb, it can get you out of trouble)
- Another bike was stolen by animals who ripped up the post it was locked to
- I was roofied by a girl who said she was giving me good drugs but they made me black the fuck out
- One night I got so drunk and horny that I took a girl to a hotel right down the block instead of taking the train uptown to the place I was staying (180$ down the drain)
- Gay guys shamelessly hit on me and had small armies of fighters ready to go if I retaliated
- A grandma tried to sic a giant redneck on me after I hit on her granddaughters
- Bugs ate me alive one night in the Olympic rainforest and I itched for weeks
- A girl I isolated in a dim bar stopped me before I kissed her and told me that she wasn’t really a girl–I almost punched it
- A homeless kid in the forest lied to me to bum a cigarette and I told him to tell me the truth…and I wish I hadn’t heard the truth
- I freaked out after smoking a joint and then going to meditate in a cave 300 feet underground–death was all around me
- A spider bit me and my wrist swelled to epic proportions
- I suffered severe rugburns after banging a Mexican girl on the carpet–they prevented me from swimming in some rivers
- Fish attacked the scabs on my rugburns and ate my flesh when I entered the ocean
- My car broke down and the repair prices made me curse and scream
- A guy got in my face and called me ‘boy’ after I wouldn’t let his racist drunk ass use my phone–so I pushed his face so hard away from me he fell to the ground
- Plans, coaching, and meetups had to be cancelled because my crappy car was on its last legs
- I threw up because the only food around was low quality and indigestible
Hiccups are to be expected on any trip, luckily none of mine were particularly dangerous or crippling and I made it home in one piece.
- Really seeing the country, experiencing the landscapes, making love to the women, and camping in the wilds opened my eyes up and filled me with life
- Making new friends along the way
- Realizing that the only ‘game’ you need to be successful with women anywhere is inside you at all times
- Truly absorbing Nature by swimming, hiking, climbing, and sleeping deep in her
- Meeting people who truly appreciate what I write about on this blog and in my books–I never realized it would have such a wide impact, that will always be special–I enjoy recognition for my work
- Being able to think and organize my thoughts during long stretches of travel–I put over 13,000 miles on the car and countless miles on the bike
- Staying with people along the way and having them open up their homes, refrigerators, and lives was something really special
- Revisiting cities I used to live in and having the waves of memories come back, Thomas Wolfe was right when he said “you can’t go home again”
- Having a new sense of pride about my home country–I grew up extremely poor but with a good work ethic–now I can travel freely and have the ability to hit the road for two months straight
- Returning home and realizing Brooklyn is the greatest place in the world for me to be settled right now
- Collecting all the memories that will be put down on paper and turned into a book that will inspire others
I can’t wait to start writing about this and reliving all of the beauty, joy, and pain that was experienced during the trip. There is a lot of work to do for these next few months and there is nothing I enjoy more than doing satisfying work.
If you have the chance to take a trip like this, I wholeheartedly push you to do it. I’m not sure how much longer travel like this will be possible but its imperative that we take the opportunity to experience it while we can.
Godspeed, and don’t be scared of the hexes in life–they are tests to be conquered.