So the Summer roadtrips are over now. The experiences haven’t quite been digested yet. The end hasn’t been digested either. Alone in the apartment, I feel an empty hole inside, filled up with exciting memories but not enough to take away the urge to still being around people — without having the possibility of doing so.

More than 7000 miles have been driven, 10 national parks have been visited, 4 Danish visitors have made it to the States, I’ve had a close encounter with a Grizzly bear, I’ve climbed where Angels land, I’ve driven USA’s highest elevation highway, I’ve passed the continental divide, I’ve ascertained that the faithful geyser is still faithful, I’ve surfed the Pacific, I’ve seen the Golden Gate without fog, I’ve walked on fame, I’ve met a friend on top of a mountain, I’ve been in a rainforest, I’ve walked the Skyline loop, I’ve … damn, there’s so much. The pictures below are a very small sample…