Gentle Readers,

You haven´t heard from me in days, at least not in words. Since Wednesday I´ve labored, and labored some more, to enhance your multimedia blog experience. As I prepare to log off one final time from my workstation at Terrado Suites and take Allison to the airport — where she will fly from Iquique to Santiago, Santiago to Miami and Miami to San Francisco — I´m filled with awe and wonder at the experience of our grand adventure. Allison has been my constant companion, tour leader, photo assistant, comic relief, ¨desert bootie dance¨ partner, sounding board, life coach and so much more.

Knowing the major changes that will occur in our lives (and life together) when we return back to San Francisco, the moment feels poignant. Terrifying and exciting all at once.

I swear to god I´m not making this up: as I´m writing this, the 60s song ¨If You´re Going to San Francisco¨ just came on the hotel´s cheeseball PA system. Damn. Now I´ve got goosebumps and a single tear running down my cheek. What more can I say for now?

More from the road…