I opened my eyes with a jolt. Today I was leaving for South America on my bicycle.
This is a journey that I have been dreaming of for years, planning for months, and which tipped into a stark reality as I pedaled from my father’s driveway with my two companions. My family’s poorly concealed tears created a lump in my throat that balanced the excitement welling inside of me as I struggled to grasp the adventures that lay ahead. This excitement, a cool breeze, and a blue sky carried me 60 miles through the gentle green hills of eastern Kansas until I pedaled into Lawrence.
– Jordan Thomas