I returned home 6,094 miles later, precisely (to the hour!) two weeks after departure, wiser and happier than when I left, my decades-long dream fulfilled. By any measure, the journey was a success. It's amazing really, that I was able to cram so much into such a short time, especially when nearly all of it was spent behind the wheel. It's an exceptional privilege, this at-the-drop-of-the-hat transcontinental road trip stuff. I never get tired of it.
Now, let's see... Where did I put my map?