Today started off back at the Harrison fire station. The first half of my day was fairly boring, but when I got to Miami, OH, I found the most interesting set of stairs... They led into the trees and what looked like no where.
I have no idea what it use to be, but now it's nothing more than run down, dilapidated ruins of the past. Lots of stone walls, and cinder block walls that had fallen long ago. Trees and shrubs growing on what looks like roof tops? I was walking on them at the time, but as soon as I realized what it was, I found some solid ground. I found the drive way, and an underground dome thing? No idea... It was pretty big, I didn't even check it all out because it was so over grown, but there were some steps that now led to nowhere, and a lot of buried walls with old bottles everywhere and one pair of old shoes (one in the picture above). Pretty cool find. Checkout the rest of the pictures under "pictures and videos".
Then, the strangest thing happened after I left those ruins... Just the other night, I was staring at the full moon I asked "God" to prove he/she was real... I joked with myself out loud and asked him/her to give me a bill (dollar bill of whatever domination) because during my 190-something days on the road, I had not found a single dollar bill. Lots of change, but no bills... and what did I find right there on the side walk on this very windy day? A $1 bill. Just sitting there on top of a pile of leaves, in the wind. I looked around, and laughed out load, as if it were some mean joke. But no, there it was. My first "bill" on the road, less than a week after I asked "God" to put one in front of me.
I often feel like people are following me, not just one person, but many, many people, and it freaks me out and every once in awhile, I spin around to make sure I am alone and I feel a little crazy for even saying it, but after today, it makes me wonder if just that many people are watching out for me... I still don't know, but it made me feel good.
Next was the ferry!!! On to Kentucky! and state number 12! I can't believe it, just under 800 miles to go. The ferry was fun, but SO COLD, the moment I stopped walking I realized how cold it actually was; in the low 30's with a wind chill in the low 20's, yuck. My Aunt was picking me up, and we had quite a time trying to figure out exactly where I was. My phone was about to die, and I was still in the river valleys hills, and the damn 275 interstate has the weirdest exit numbers... Bunch of ridiculous b.s. but we figured it out and she found me at the Enterprise by the Cincinnati airport. NOT the road I wanted to be on, but that's okay, it all worked out, and tomorrow we'll get me back on track.
For dinner we had leftover home-made chicken noodle soup and broccoli-slaw. It was so perfect and delicious. I'm going to miss my Aunt, her and I are a lot a like.