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Lots! Here's one: There was a stretch where I would see the same (or same types) of trains passing me for a few days. They were hugely long trains, a hundred or more cars, no joke, I was counting. One day an engineer of one of the trains must have seen me from a long way out and stopped the entire train to give me a bottle of water. It was epic. I felt like industry and commerce had stopped for me that day.

Yes bro, for that lady named Pacific!

I met kind strangers every single day. Most restaurants along route 66 gave me free food when I told them who I was and what I was doing. You can find more specific examples on my website: www.Facebook.com/AmericaOnFoot

Great question. The scariest moment, I don't think I can share yet. But, I will tell you I was scared of coming home. For 3 months being in need most of the time and then returning to a lifestyle with too much is a bit shocking. I don't fit in it well now. At least, I prefer less. Another time I was in fear was a point in Albuquerque when I felt I needed to flash a firearm I carried to dissuade a mugging.

I actually gained weight, but have a lower body fat %. I look thinner, but weigh more.