Back in the States

The whirring of the wind turbines hum quietly over the green and gold countryside. At first glance, there is perhaps nothing but farms; corn and wheat. But under the shade of a tree, life moves.

A Kildeer bird with its black and white breast, whistles while bobbing its head. It paces back and forth all the while moving in short, rapid intervals. A Red-Winged Blackbird sits on a telephone wire and barks at me. A train rustles along the tracks in the distance carrying an unending fleet of cargo. The wind moves the landscape.

The day followed backroads through farm country for most of the day. Dirt roads took us on winding trails as our wheels slid through the dust. The sun glistened with its unsympathetic glare throughout the timeframe. 

Eventually establishments began to sprout up, gradually getting closer and closer to one another. Before I knew it, I was in the town of Windsor, which borders the United States, and Detroit.

Now, the tricky part for Josh and I was that there was no entry for bicycles into Detroit but this was solved a few days earlier. Gabe Appel-Kraut, my senior year roommate lives in Ann Arbor, MI. Since he was away at camp in Kalamazoo, MI, his father was generous enough to give Josh and I a ride back into the states and back to their house.

It was about an hour ride for Gabe's dad, Mike, whom I can't thank enough. He works a type of government real esate job just around the bend in Ann Arbor. I can see where Gabe got his sense of humor and kindness from. Mike went out of his way to help us out. His wife Ruth was awaiting our arrival at the home with a smorgasbord of taco eats. It's been a fantastic day. Thank you to the Appel-Kraut family. Everything has been sincerely amazing. 

Tomorrow, Josh and I are making our way to meet Ruth and Mike's son, Gabe. It'll be good to see the guy. Hell, it's only been about 3 months since we graduated at Pitt but I miss those boys.

Goodbye Canada.