After reaching Maine, I realized I did not enjoy my trip as much as I should have. I was just obsessed with getting there, by bike, no rides. So I left by bud visited Niagra falls, had a great time at the Youth Hostel there. But it was cold, took another bus to Cincinatti.
Rode from there to Indiana, Illinois, Missouri and finally Memphis where I met another friend. Flew back then rode to Key West. In the end it was a great feeling to accomplish. I had many fun stories to tell for years to come.
Part of my decision to do the trip was the idea if I did not, when in my life could I. I had enough money, and was not worrid about finding work. When I was ready to look for work, the company I had left was on its dying gasps, closed by March. They had a lot of great people there, it did not fail because I left. But that is a different story.
It took me a few months to find a job, did contracting, making more money than I know what to do with ... so after working 9 months, and turning 27, 2 friends and I traveled to NZ and Aus for 6 months ...
My biggest regret was not getting a work visa and staying in Australia. Since I did not have one I would have had to leave, get the Visa and return.
Instead I went back to contracting, turned 28, tuored UK for 2 months, by bicycle of course. Then settled down to a real job ... house ... wife ... kids ... laid off etc etc
But I alwasy cherish the choice I made to quit and start seeing the world by bicycle.