I rose before the sun and headed into the cathedral for 6:30a.m. Mass. It was a great start to the day. I grabbed my belongings and headed west.
A few minutes after 8, I showed up at St. Vincent de Paul. Mike was there! As well as Rusty, Lee, and Nate. They had a stroller for me. I couldn’t thank them enough. Traveling while carrying weight has been really hard on my… well my everything. I made the purchase and headed to a gas station to inflate the wheels.
I threw my pack in the seat and headed west. I swung by Walmart and bought groceries with the gift card Fr. Michael at St. Thomas the Apostle had given me. I stocked up on lots of produce, something I have been craving. I also picked up a few supplies.
I hit up the Publix outside Brownsville and used the rest of the gift card Fr. Tim at Blessed Sacrament had given me. I think it may be the last Publix westward in Florida.
I met Sarah at a roadside farmers market. She made me some carrot juice and fresh guacamole. Both were delicious! I bought an avocado and chatted with the staff. Sarah worked at a fruit stand in Laguna for 15 years. She told me to check it out when I made it out that way.
It took me a few hours, but I reached my goal: the Alabama line.
I had been sad all week thinking about leaving Florida, but it actually felt really good!
I arrived at the First Baptist Church in Seminole Alabama and received permission via phone from Pastor Ray to camp. I hung my hammock and relaxed.