Bellingham, Washington (May 2001)
I moved out of my apartment near Portland
in late May and packed my entire life into 126 boxes. After
stuffing everything into this U-haul, I drove six hours north to my
Dad's house in Bellingham, unloaded it all, then drove back to Portland that night. I was
so tired on the way back that I had to slap myself to stay awake.
I was now officially "homeless" -- and eager to start my trip.