Despite the cozy motel room a block from the beach, sleep did not find me easily. Train tracks run perpendicular to the street the Beachwood Motel sits on, busy train tracks, in fact, maybe every 20 minutes. I find it comforting, and also kind of funny, how close the Amtrak route has been to my bike route over the last couple of weeks.
I think when I finally board the train to go home I’ll find myself backtracking quite a bit, seeing all I’ve seen from a train window, back through Oceanside and over the bridge at Gaviota State Beach, being one with the noise that as disturbed or prevented sleep while making my way down So. Cal. I left the motel early, before 9:00am so I could see Stephanie before she went to work. I did not make it, I was on pace but, I blame my Canadian friends, Brandon, Brendan and Kane.
I met them at the end of October, rode with them almost all the way to San Fran. Then another month went by, hundred of miles down the road and we stopped to smoke a joint just like old times. We caught up briefly but, once on the road we split up fairly quickly without a proper goodbye. It’s very possible I’ll see them again. I’ve known Stephanie since 6th grade. Her last name is Brown, mine is Brenton. Folks that are close to you in the alphabet usually stay close throughout school. Since I missed her before she left for work, I didn’t see her til after 10:00.
I did what I usually do, eat food then smoke down by the pier and watch the sunset. It’s fun seeing people from home in places you’d never expect. Part of the fun of traveling is seeing all new people but, it’s also kind of special when you encounter someone from home out on the road, even if you’re not the tightest of friends, having a shared background is a unique way to relate. We talked a little about home, mostly getting away from it, it makes you appreciate it more once you actually go back from an extended stay elsewhere.
I don’t know from personal experience but, I already feel a longing to see familiar streets and people and places, to know where I’m going, to be able to look at something and know how it’s changed.