I'll start this blog with some algebra.
Megan drinks two liters of water per
day while biking through Oregon. (OW=2)
In California Megan drinks one more
liter per day than in Oregon. (CW=OW+1)
In Arizona Megan drinks twice as much
water as she did in California. (AW=2CW)
When Megan gets to Texas she carries an
extra two liters of water because water is sometimes hard to find.
(TW=AW+2)
By the time Megan reaches Dallas, TX,
how many liters of water is she carrying per day?
OW=2
CW=OW+1=2+1 = 3
AW=2(CW)=2(3) = 6
TW=AW+2=6+2 = 8
Answer: 8 liters.
It's a lot of liquid.
Texas is big. But not as big as Alaska.
And I have found the most diversity in attitudes in Texas than in any
other state I've come cross thus far. More people have stopped and
offered rides than all other states combined, but I have also gotten
more flipped birds than all other states combined. I have found it
best to ignore all honks instead of giving drivers the benefit of a
doubt and waving.
The temperature has sky-rocketed since
the beginning of July, so traveling during the day has become
impossible. Biking early in the morning and late at night with a long
siesta is the only way to get anywhere. In just a few hundred miles
I've crossed from desert to dry grasslands to subtropical dry forests
to subtropical moist forests to the Louisiana bayou. I would prefer
to be dodging scorpions than alligators, but just a few more nights
of camping before I am beyond the reach of animals that could
potentially eat me.
I stopped in Addison and Rockwall,
Texas, to visit family and am currently in Shreveport, Louisiana,
visiting my cousin Jimmy, his wife Cassie, and their two babies. It
has been a lot of fun catching up and meeting my new baby cousins for
the first time.
I'm looking forward to Baton Rouge and
New Orleans. As a music major, New Orleans has been on my list of
places to visit for a very long time. I'll spend a few days exploring
the city before turning north, aiming for New England.
