Hey Team,

I got my first good look at the Mississippi River yesterday while I was roaming around Minneapolis on a borrowed bicycle. Maybe it’s a little fanciful and nerdy but I stared at the water for much long than I needed to despite the fact that it’s a fairly small river when it’s passing through Minneapolis.

Part of that may have been because I kind of miss the Pacific and at least the river was rushing and had a couple cascading falls (St. Anthony’s Falls) so I could pretend they were waves. But largely I stared at the river because it was the first time I had ever seen it and I couldn’t help but be reminded of Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer.

I remember reading those books when I was in junior high and high school, especially Huck Finn, and thinking, “How awesome would that be to drift down a river and have total freedom.” Huck met incredible people and had new adventures everyday. I was jealous (granted, I probably missed the point of the story).

But now here I was staring at a river from a story that I never would have seen had I not decided to get up and leave everything behind. Suddenly, I’m drifting around meeting incredible people and having new adventures everyday and I’m not going to lie…it’s every bit as awesome as I pretended it would be when I used to daydream about Mark Twain stories.

In short: I like being Huck Finn (…minus the heavy handed overtones concerning slavery and the rampant child abuse).

I’m done.

Brett.

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