Kärdla, Estonia

I haven't been traveling alone on this trip. Everywhere I've gone, I've had a copy of Barack Obama's "The Audacity of Hope" tucked safely in my bag, waiting to be read. As long as you've got Barack in a Bag, you know that everything is okay, and hope is on the way.

Anyway. Third day of cycling was wet, and cold, and miserable. I took a ferry to Hiiumaa Island, pedaled my way 28 k through miserable wet weather, and rolled into Kardla in a sorry state. I got a place to stay, checked in, sat on the couch, and pulled out "The Audacity of Hope". I didn't do anything else but read it for the rest of the day.

There was a lot in the book that I liked, and a lot that gave me hope. But to put it in selfish terms, one of the things that gave me great reason to believe was that Obama was 26 when he decided to go to law school. Maybe there is still hope for me