May 13, 2020
For about five straight days I don’t think I slept more than a few minutes.
Just about every type of trouble I could get myself into I did, and it felt so good doing it 2,000 miles away from home. There were rules, but I was like a 1970’s punk rocker in London and I didn’t care.
Despite all of this, I also learned a lot about the history of the United States.
I was scrolling through social media the other day, which I complain about all the time, but spend half my time on anyway. I came across someone talking about how their kid would not be able to make a trip to Washington D.C.,...