Rob Greenfield Church Porch

Good morning from a Church Porch in Manchester, New Hampshire! Days 98-99

07/26 (Day 98)

I slept in until past 10:00 this morning. I am so far behind on sleep and so in need of a long rest. Even when I am not biking I am constantly doing something. Taking time to truly rest has been a rare occasion the last few weeks. I’m constantly trying to catch up on something and I really just need this adventure to come to an end.

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Patagonia Boston and Rob Greenfield

Boston! Days 96-97

07/24 (Day 96)

I slept pretty well in the guest bedroom on the comfortable pull out couch. When I woke up I decided to plug into an outlet to give me the ability to do a lot of much-needed work. Things are piling up and I’ve become very overwhelmed. I am close to a week behind on writing and when I try to sit down to tackle it I end up spending my time with social media, reaching out to media outlets, and returning emails and messages. I am not a fan of being behind on work. Most of the morning was spent on the computer.

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Drip by Drip Days 6-7

07/22 (Day 94)

Last you had heard from my daily stories I was searching out a spot to hide from the blood hungry mosquitoes on a beach in Rhode Island. After realizing there was no hiding from them I decided to flee the beach to find shelter in the town nearby. I hopped on the warmshowers.org app and there was a host just a few miles away. I sent them an email at 9:00 letting them know my situation and I heard back from them just 15 minutes later as I was riding down the trail to get back to the highway. They said come on over! I used the lights of passing cars to scour the road for bottles of water on the roadside and listened for the sounds of dripping. My ears discovered water before my eyes and I found an AC unit that was dripping like crazy and collected a Nalgene bottle full to bring with me and purify. As I collected the water I googled “drinking water from AC units” and found that it is very safe and completely safe if it’s purified before drinking. Just one hour after I was being eaten alive I was suddenly being welcomed into a wonderful home with wonderful people inside. They had a garden that I picked veggies out of and both Meg and Bob were environmentalists. I’m used to becoming friends and staying with people I have just met moments before but this time as I sat in the living room with them I actually thought to myself, “It’s crazy that I didn’t know them 20 minutes ago and now here we are spending time together in their home, eating from their garden, and soon to be sleeping in one of their guest beds.” 

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Sending love to Northport, New York.

My time there (7/15-07/16) was one of the most enjoyable heart warming couple of days of the trip. I pedaled there from Brooklyn that day and Tina Davies was waiting for me to arrive, as she had been for the last 86 days since I had San Francisco, along with Mr. Smiles himself, Mike. Tina has been such an amazing supporter of my trip and I love her to death. I know how much I love her because I get annoyed with her and am short with her the exact same way I am with my mom, which means I love her a lot. Tina is a mom to me and of course she took care of me like a son. She even had locally grown organic food waiting for me when I arrived. 

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Brent Martin and Rob Greenfield

Goodbye to my Friend and Cameraman Brent Martin

After 96 days on the road together (and a month in my house before that) this is goodbye to my friend and cameraman Brent Martin

I’m quite amazed that we were able to walk away with big old smiles on our faces after all the days arguing about pointless crap, and being annoyed with the little things that the other was doing. So many days we both woke up and realized “Oh I’m spending another day with this guy….” and it dampened our day. Many days we avoided each other as much as possible and rode separately. Many days we stuck our earphones in to forget that the other existed. 

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Drip by Drip Rob Greenfield

Drip by Drip: Day 5

07/21 (Day 93) Drip by Drip day 5

At no point today did I know where my next drip, sip, or gulp of water was going to come from. My tongue searched the desertous terrain around it hoping it would find water. I knew I was controlling that tongue and that it would find no moisture but it seemed to have a mind of its own, searching every corner of my mouth for a drop of water. As I rode along my eyes constantly scanned my surroundings for potable water. I felt like a hawk soaring through the sky searching out prey only my eyes were scanning for half full water bottles on the side of the road, drips from spigots on the side of houses, and any sign of leaking water.

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Rob Greenfield Bread

Drip by Drip: Day 4

07/20 (Day 92) Drip by Drip day 4

I woke up at 7:00 and felt disturbed from a night of bad dreams. I vividly remember one of my teeth falling out in one dream and then falling apart into pieces. I woke up in the dream but in real life was still dreaming. I went to the bathroom and then crawled back into bed only for the painful dreams to continue until I woke again at 8:45. I didn’t remember much of the dreams beside the rotten tooth but my heart was feeling very heavy. I went downstairs and David’s mom offered to make me some eggs, which I gladly accepted. Then she went out to water the garden and I filled up my jug from the leaky hose connection. I managed to get almost a gallon in the few minutes. Those leaks really add up quickly. 

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Drip by Drip Rob

Leaky shower water from an online stranger, now real life friend.

07/19 (Day 91) – Drip by Drip Day 3

Today was a “rest” day in New Haven and I enjoyed the heat wave from indoors, which was just about as hot as the out doors if not hotter. Last night before bed I was pouring sweat from my whole body. Everyone else had fans on them but since I am not using electricity for this whole trip I just opened the door next to my room. Bad idea. The room filled with mosquitoes and in my deliriously tired state I woke up slapping myself for the better portion of the night.

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