Well, they let me back into the USA. I was worried. Now I want to head west toward Highway 101 and the Pacific Ocean. Crossing the border Washington State looked pretty much like Canada. But it wasn’t long till that changed. First, I saw recreational marijuana stores. Then, I rode past a pawn shop with signs for gold and guns. And now, as I write in a McDonalds a guy sat down across from me wearing a hat with the words emblazoned: Make America Great Again.
America will be great when it learns to take care of its most unfortunate citizens: children, the poor and the elderly. Hard to fit that onto a hat.
