I've been back home for 3 weeks (the travelogue posts which have preceded this one were not made in real time - sorry to spoil the illusion) and with the end of travelling up and down the United States comes a return to all that is homely and familiar. Where a few weeks ago each day brought the prospect of some exciting new place or other, now the alarm clock ringing means little more than another day in which I must do that most soul-destroying of things: look for a job.
If anyone out there wishes to employ a plucky young blogger in some sort of vaguely interesting position (which doesn't directly involve dealing with members of the public - I had enough of that in Whistler) then please do get in touch.
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