Hey Team,

Thanks for all the concern. I got a lot of emails and messages over the last twenty-four hours about last night’s double-failure. It kind of gives you one of those warm fuzzy feelings when you realize so many people are rooting for you.

But for the record, you don’t have to worry about this kid. Yes, I jumped into Amtrekker headfirst not know what to expect. But that’s kind of par for the course. Where’s the fun in life if everything is expected. And despite my ridiculously overdeveloped optimism I didn’t go into this so blind that I don’t expect the occasional disaster. Besides, disasters make the best stories, right?

I’m sure that won’t be the last frustratingly terrible day, but I recover quickly. It’s what I do. Plus, I have the added bonus of being the luckiest man alive. Somehow things will manage to work themselves out. My grandpa taught me that it’s not worth stressing over something you can’t change. So, right now all I can do is keep moving towards the next adventure. Which, after a little bit of downtime tomorrow to catch up on some editing so I can get that Three Card Monte podcast out, will involve some Halloween action in our nation’s capitol of creepy, Salem, MA.

Thanks everyone for writing in with your Halloween recommendations. Salem won hands down with New Orleans in a distant second and the Florida Keys rounding out third place.

In other news: Turns out I’m kind of a big deal…in the Netherlands. At least I was today. Go figure.

Okay, Team, thanks again! You all rock!

Brett!

If you still don’t believe I’ll survive you can always take this time to donate and make my life that much easier!


Don’t let me stop you.