Dustbury, Oklahoma — 4333.7 miles
Yes, I’m back in town. I have a stack of mail half my height, a yard nearly as tall, two loads of wash going, and just enough grocery shopping done to fill that empty aching void in the fridge.
It wound up being a foursome for breakfast today: Becky and her pride and joy (I remembered being a seven-year-old boy, and I’m surprised any of us were allowed to live to eight), her mom (the aforementioned ex), and me. I checked out at 10:50; I crossed into Kansas at 11:00 on the dot and it rained on me for the next fifty miles.
Originally this was supposed to run around 2500 to 3000 miles, so you can see how well I planned things. On the upside, the massive fatigue that normally hits on day 15 will get to me this evening.
Toll report: Kansas Turnpike, $5.25; total $13.00.
(Aside: Kansas, dammit, puts their money to good use: the horrid THUMPTHUMPSCRITZTHUMP that sets in the moment you hit the Oklahoma line is both disconcerting and annoying. Even the segments of I-35 ODOT has redone recently aren’t as slick as the K. Since Brad Henry doesn’t read this, here’s a hint for gubernatorial candidates in 2010: consider sacking ODOT outright and outsourcing the whole thing to Topeka. If this requires a state question, I’m for it.)
Fuel consumption: 151 gallons; 28.7 mpg. (Tanks ranged from 26.5 to 31.0.)
Total expenditures: $2,135.43, including all cash spent, all charge slips signed, $485.14 worth of gas, and $13.08 to run a long-distance dialup the day my Wi-Fi wouldn’t work at all. This is about sixty-five bucks less than I anticipated.
Tip-Top Cleaners and Laundry, Angier, NC
TracFone Wireless, Inc.
And special thanks to everyone who welcomed me with open arms on this long, strange trip.
Regular programming will resume once I get some shuteye.