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Summary

Rasheed Hooda reflects on his transformative journey walking Route 66, sharing personal anecdotes and the wisdom gained from the experience.

Abstract

Four years after walking the iconic Route 66 from Chicago to Santa Monica and documenting his daily experiences, Rasheed Hooda revisits the lessons learned during his trip. He recounts the hospitality of his hosts, the beauty of the Grand Canyon, and the joy of serendipitous encounters along the way. Hooda's narrative includes the kindness of strangers, the simple pleasures of travel, and the philosophical reflections inspired by his adventure. He emphasizes the universe's preparation and care for individuals, as exemplified by his hosts' provision of chicken sausage and the assistance he received in finding accommodations. The journey also led him to discover various travel-related attractions, such as a motorcycle museum and an antique car show. Hooda's story is not just a travelogue but a testament to the interconnectedness of life and the importance of embracing the journey with joy and ease.

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  • The author believes in the universe's inherent preparedness, citing examples like a mother producing milk before birth and his hosts' purchase of chicken sausage as evidence of this providence.
  • Hooda values the transformative power of travel, quoting Ibn Batuta to emphasize how it can turn one into a storyteller.
  • He appreciates the beauty of nature and the spiritual ecstasy experienced at the Grand Canyon, suggesting a profound humility in the face of vast landscapes.
  • The author conveys a sense of community and connection, as seen in the hospitality of his hosts and the interactions with locals who helped him find places to stay.
  • Hooda's reflections suggest that life's journey is not just about the destinations but also about the experiences and growth along the way.
  • He expresses gratitude for the care and support he received during his travels, reinforcing his belief that we are always taken care of.
  • The author encourages readers to join him on his journey by reading his stories, indicating a desire to share his experiences and inspire others.

WALKING ROUTE 66

When You Realize Life Is Only a Trip

Just keep on trucking with joy and ease.

All photos © Rasheed Hooda, unless otherwise mentioned.

Four years ago, I walked Route 66 — from Chicago to Santa Monica and blogged about it daily. Now, I am reflecting on the lessons learned along the way.

(Read from the start) The saga continues…

The stars were still shining bright when we gathered on the patio for breakfast.

The menu consisted of fresh fruit, chicken sausage, and freshly brewed coffee. Zella said that chicken sausage was something new they found and wanted to try out the two different kinds. Cat said, “We were being prepared for the guest we will be entertaining.” (I don’t eat pork sausage). I enjoyed strawberries and mango slices with my sausage. Have you ever eaten fresh ripe mangoes? It’s divine.

We talked and drank coffee until the sun came up. They shared their plans for moving to rural Arkansas amongst the Ozark mountains, and how much they love being in Nature. It reminds them that we are all connected. (NB: they have since moved to Conway, AR).

I told them about my experience of Spiritual Ecstacy. When I visited the Grand Canyon for the first time, I was awestruck with the vastness of the vista in front of me. It was blissful humility.

Travel leaves you speechless, then it turns you into a storyteller. ~ Ibn Batuta.

After breakfast, Jerry drove me over to Wal-Mart, where I bought two self-sealing inner tubes. I was ready to hit the road after I had replaced both the inner tubes. They drove me to the fire station, the farthest point I had walked.

Next stop, Wellston, Oklahoma. Oh, what a trip that was. It was like being on a roller without the high speed.

It was a Sunday morning, the sun was shining, and the going was easy. As I walked, I saw a lot of motorcycles on the road. People are always traveling up and down Route 66. That’s what I thought until I got to Warwick. They have a Motorcycle museum there, and an antique car show was on the agenda for the day.

I am not one of those people who can spend days and days in museums, but I would take a peek at places that have to do with travel. I had made a trip to Warwick a year earlier, but they were closed when I got there. So, I was thrilled that they were open on a Sunday.

Another three miles, and I was at the humongous C-store at the edge of Wellston. I went in to get some dinner. While I was eating my sandwich, some folks at the next table were curious about where I was headed. I shared my flier with them and asked if they can suggest a place where I might be able to spend the night.

An older gentleman made some calls and said that there is a shop at the bottom of the hill where I can spread out behind the office. The owner said he’d be on the lookout. That’s how I ended up at Greens Propane Shop.

As I think back and ponder.

In yesterday’s recap, I mentioned how a mother producing milk before the baby is born proves that the Universe is always prepared ahead of time. I find it funny that in my blog from four years ago, today’s entry included a comment from Jerry, my host, that their purchase of chicken sausage for the first time the day before was Universe preparing for my arrival.

I will say it again; we’re always taken care of.

Stay blessed and be happy, my friends.

Day 75: A Fun Day, A Peaceful Night (Original blog post).

Just for fun.

Screenshot of GoogleMaps by the author.

I invite you to tag along if you’re up to it. I am mentioning a few friends who may be interested in it. If you are tagged but don’t want to read my stories daily, let me know in the comments, and I will remove your name moving forward. If you are reading this and aren’t included in the list below, but you’d like to come along, let me know so that I can add you.

Michele Amy Trista Henery Timothy Tim P.G. Sherry Saloni Indra B. A. Linda Sharon Tree Linda Britni Desiree Elisabeth Simona Kristin Helen Julia Chris Rosennab Tom Truenorth Agnes Aurora LauraRaduenz Catherine Joe Stuart Gurpreet BFoundAPen Margie Bob NaNa’sworld Wolfie Rebecca Susannah Paul

As always, thank you for reading and responding.

Here are some of my other stories:

Graphic created by Rasheed Hooda using Canva

Rasheed Hooda is a published author who has contributed to many of Medium’s top Publications; The Startup, The Ascent, P.S. I Love You, Rogues’ Gallery, and ILLUMINATION, to name a few. He is also a Top Writer for several topics. If you like his work, buy him a cup of coffee, he drinks a lot of it.

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