Amtrak was not too bicycle friendly, I could not get the peddles off, my precious bike could not make it on the train.

It is now somewhere loose in San Fransisco, CA.
I no longer have anything, except a camera that
was given to me from my grandparents and of
course books. There is a reason I choose to
live the way I do. I am learning.
Always learning.

Thank you everyone who believed in me as I did.