THUS, begins the beginning of our trip of trips. It all started one very chilly day (today), as nothing much was happening in the greater Washington, D.C. area. Really, nothing of note. No one was there, the city cried out painfully in its emptiness and loneliness. The plaintive town's cries echoed from coast to coast, across great gulfs and deep divides until, one day (today), they were answered.
BY whom were they answered, you might ask? By some Messianic agent of change sprung from the forehead of Abraham Lincoln himself? By a brilliant, honest public servant who has practiced a calm serenity for most of his life in anticipation of this moment? No. That would be crazy.
WE, instead, answer the city's call, and not just that one. The call of every town big and small across the country. From our home bluff to yours, we will travel miles and miles in search of place, people, and popsicles. Yes, even in winter. Because we [heart] popsicles. (POPSICLES? who writes this stuff?)
STAY tuned, for today's momentous events do not end with the setting sun. Nay, our work will continue much longer (for about 4.5 weeks), and will bring us from sea to sea, across vast plains, and through mountainous mountains.
Happy trails,
New Kids on the Bluff
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