I'm Back

After three very fun months, I'm back home. The flights went well (although the food was disgusting) and after exhausting 15 hours I've finally landed.

It's weird to be back after so much time, but I think I'll be OK. I have finally returned to my family, my friends, and my car. Too bad gas prices have doubled from the US to here, but I guess I'll just drive less.

Nadav

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Going Back

Today is my last day in the United States for this year. In a few hours I will be on a plane back home and will land in my destination tomorrow afternoon.

I am not a big fan of flying. Mainly because it's really boring. When I drive I can always make a stop, stretch my legs, listen to the radio, and talk on the phone (hands-free, of course). When I fly I can only hope for good food and not much more.

Hopefully I'll be able to sleep through the flights (that's one things I can't do while I drive), so they will be the least boring possible.

See you at home,
Nadav

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Mileage

After almost two months, the western part of my trip is now over. After replacing two cars and adding their mileage, the total adds up to over 8,000 miles driven.

It may not sound too much for some people, but after one year with my own car back home I could get the odometer to a little over 8,000 miles, meaning I drove my yearly distance in under two months.

I wonder which distance cost more, the American one with cheap gas and high rental price or my own car with very expensive gas and a relatively small licensing fee.

Nadav

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One Mile Per Hour

After my short trip to Canada I am back in the US. Besides the beautiful views, I have discovered something very important when I tried to cross the border back to the US. I found the definition of one mile per hour.

Crossing the border on a Saturday is not a smart idea. Many people try to cross the border at this time, and the little investigation with the CBP officer takes a while, so there is a long line of cars waiting to cross. I had to stand for an hour in a mile-long line. That's how I found out the definition of one mile per hour.

Now I'm in the US again, measuring speeds in miles per hour, like my car does. Actually, it feels much better.

Nadav

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Oh Canada

After visiting the US, I have arrived at Canada. After quite an investigation I was let in the country just to find out one simple truth about its roads: they are exactly the same as in the US.

Same traffic laws, same markings, all the same. The only two noticeable differences are the traffic lights which are horizontal for some weird reason and the measurements are done in the metric system.

Since I come from a place that uses the metric system, Canada should be great for me. However, it turns out that even with higher numbers, speed limits are lower in this northern country.

Next week I'll go back to the US, the land of the inch and the home of the mile.

Nadav

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Different State Roads

Since my trip has started, I visited different states. From what I saw, different states have different road conditions and even different road markings.

So far, California has the worst roads and highest gas prices. Probably because this state is nearing bankruptcy. The moment I crossed the road to Arizona the roads were in much better condition.

Nevada has its own uniqueness too - in big city and nearby freeways the roads are marked with "button" that reflect light.

And finally, in Utah the roads are pretty good. Nothing special.

In the upcoming weeks: Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, Canada, Washington, and Oregon. There is something to wait for.

Nadav

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