I finally knocked the dust off my boots and left Fayetteville, NC in my rear view mirror. Do trains have rear view mirrors? I arrived in Savannah yesterday evening to begin phase four of my homeless tour of the eastern seaboard. My aunt lives on one of the barrier islands – not the “cool” one – so I’m going to stay with her for a few months, if both of us can take it.
Leaving my friends in Fayetteville was harder than I thought it would be. I was only there for a few months and – despite being warned on more than one occasion to never set foot in Fayetteville – my friends gave me all of the love and support I needed and I couldn’t be more grateful for them.
I don’t know how long my interlude in Savannah will be or when the road will lead me back to Fayetteville, but I’m so thankful for the time I spent there. With the exception of about 20 minutes last Saturday afternoon, it was perfect.