February 21, 2023

Back to Life from the Badlands Leaving the cactus forest in the morning, I unfolded my two solar panels to recharge, having relied almost exclusively on Sungold solar panels to power my journey over the last few days, continuing southwest and back west to the Pacific coast, the road flat all the way. There was […]

The Bloom of Life Over the mountains, I thought the road behind me would be smooth, but the downhill wind blocked the way. I pedaled my bike as hard as I could to push the wind out of the way and then moved forward a little, but I couldn’t get up fast enough on the

The Beauty and Sorrow of the Desert I got up at 5:50 this morning. The wind blew outside the tent all night. When I opened the tent, the weather had changed. The mountain on the opposite side is covered with rain clouds and it is raining, while the mountain on my side is still windy,

Wolves and moon night We left San Felipe and rode along the coastal desert road. The thick sand dunes on both sides of the road piled up into mountains, and the blue sea was beside us. We have been heading towards the airport, and there are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and the

First meet the Baja desert and the sea Today, from Ensanada to the southeast, almost all mountain roads, and rain, I feel tired and cold. The tire of the trailer was also punctured, so I had to fix it in the rain. Difficulties and trials appeared together, although I felt a headache but always have

Entering Mexico: The rain is over Arriving at the U.S.-Mexico border crossing After saying goodbye to our friend Keive in San Diego today, harry and I continued south toward the U.S.-Mexico border. There are many vendors and currency exchange points near the border, usually for the convenience of people traveling between the two countries. I

Today is the most ordinary day for many people, but for Harry and I it may have a different meaning, because our journey to the southern hemisphere has officially begun. We said goodbye to John and Auntie Zheng, left Los Angeles, and headed south along the Pacific Coast Highway towards San Diego. The sunny Pacific

Why Los Angeles Chinatown is declining Next door lived a Chinese man from the Dongbei China who was very outgoing and talkative. He had a bicycle, originally white, but now it was covered with black soot and just like had a story written all over it. He rides this bike every afternoon to work at

I haven’t slept much all night, and jet lag has always been a test for me. Early in the morning, when I heard the birdsong outside, I woke up and started writing in my journal, which helps me not to forget something. After a while, Aunt Zheng and John started to prepare breakfast, because today

The scent of flowers in October has a taste of thoughts; it is the taste of home; it is the taste of the heart full of parting sorrow when you are about to travel far away. I got into Master Chen’s car, and this time only Harry and I were left. The car drove on