Got Fired from the Morgue

Something about violations of privacy for posting pics of dead people on a blog or some such....anyway, I was able to get my boss back.

See, after I got fired I went straight to my boss's favorite restaurant, the Crazy Chicken and got a job as a bus boy.  My boss ordered his food (and it's always the same thing.  Let's just say that his bacon burger had "extra sauce" on it.

Had to Get a Job

I ran out of money.  This trip is much longer and much more expensive than I had planned.  I really didn't think this country was this damn big.

After a couple of weeks in rehab (not for my broken leg but for subsequent vicodin addiction), I am a new man!  Off to my homeland!

I found a job where there were not many applicants.  I am a mortuary assistant in Rapid City South Dakota.  The job is pretty vile and disgusting at times.  This guy was in here today.

My job is to basically do whatever they ask which is to move bodies around.  You'd be surprised about how many people die in South Dakota.

I'm saving some money, then will trek though the sleet and snow east towards My Ireland, My Home!

Broke My Leg

Broken Leg.

I will not be stopped.  I had a slight mishap, perhaps it was the bad Karma from stealing the homeless man's bike, but I took a few days off the road in Billings, Montana.  I have had to delay my trip, as it is much farther to the east coast than I had planned.  Not to fear, though.  Nothing will keep me away from the land of my ancestors, and what a story I will tell over a pint of Guinness!

I was eating dinner at a local diner in Billings, when a local fellow didn't believe that I could Dougie.  I told him, not only could I Dougie, but I could Dougie right here on this bar. (I had had a wee amount to drink)  I got on the bar and right as I began to get my groove on, my pivot foot slipped off the counter top and I landed awkwardly, and broke my leg in 3 places requiring surgery.  So I have been out awhile, but I WILL PREVAIL!  OHHHH YE IRELAND, I am coming to you!

Interesting Find on my way to Missoula, MT

Ran across this guy, and ran, and ran and ran.  I have all of my life long belongings in my knapsack and this guy could have taken them all.  I was wondering if my bad karma is going to catch up to me with the head of that axe.

 
Ireland, my homeland!  Await me!

Almost Died

Well, I guess stealing that homeless man's bike wasn't all that smart.  It made for bad Karma and almost got killed in this wreck.

I barely escaped with my life and my bike intact.  Well, the homeless man's bike intact.

It's Really Really Hot

I probably shouldn't have started this journey in the middle of summer.  Once I left the comfy confines of Seattle, life has been treacherous.  I didn't know that eastern washington was so desolate.  I hadn't prepared for that, and have ended up losing a bit of weight and becoming dehydrated to the point I passed out and woke up in a local Spokane hospital.

I ripped the IV's out of my arm when I woke, because nothing will distract me from my mission of finding my Irish heritage.

I think I must have been a little delirious because I think I stole a homeless man's bike.  Anyway, this will help me make up for the time I've lost.  I'm sorry, homeless man, for stealing your bike - and your napsack.

Day 1 Leaving Seattle

I completed about 49 miles of 2,918 mile journey in my first day.  Oddly enough no one offered a lift, but that's not expected in this day and age.  I slept at a motel 6 by the Lake Sammarnish State Park.  I need to make better time and the rain is unbearable.

I can't wait to get to Ireland, home of my family heritage and have a pint of Guinness.

Ok, the trip is booked. I leave june 13 and will hike to new york by august 25. I then catch a plane from nyc to Dublin and begin my journey. I wish my parents were alive to experience this, but the tragic accident in 2002 gave me this chance.

Beginning My Journey

Since my immigrant parents came to the United States from Ireland in 2000, I have wanted to go back to my native land to write a book about our family ancestry. I will certainly keep my thoughts here and inform you of the discoveries on my journey.

Lolan Carter