Five Weeks That Ruined My Life

I look back on my North American Road Trip with great fondness. Over the course of five weeks, I gained experiences and memories that I will cherish for the rest of my life. I do not regret taking the trip. Nor do I regret quitting my job or selling my house. But in the thirty nine days that have passed Read More …

Welcome to the Freak Show

During my trip, I felt undeserving of the title “crust punk” or “gutter punk” because I had a cushy truck with air conditioning. I was living a more comfortable life than the other punks I had met. But now that the trip is over and I’ve settled into my new temporary living conditions, I think I have earned the title. Read More …