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	<h1>Frequently Asked Questions</h1>

	<h2>Where did you sleep at night?</h2>
	<p>Whenever I could, I'd opt for a <a href="https://www.warmshowers.org/">Warmshowers</a> host.
	Warmshowers is an incredible network of volunteers who let Cycle Tourers stay in their house for a
	night (or a few) and sometimes offer dinner/breakfast, advice, company, stories, etc. Warmshowers
	hosts are some of the kindest and most generous people in the world and made for some of the most
	memorable stops on my journey. They host out of a deep passion and care for this community, and on the
	agreement that it's a karmic arrangement--tourers are encouraged to be hosts sometime in the future,
	whenever they find themselves in a position to give back to the community. I am inspired by the
	generosity of my hosts--inspired to help other cyclists in the future.</p>
	<p>If a Warmshowers was unavailable (and they can be available in the most remote and surprising of
	places), my next best option was a hostel, which was a reliable option in medium and large cities, and
	sometimes in unexpected towns, like Mitchell, OR, and Muskegon, MI.</p>
	<p>If I had to, or if the right opportunity presented itself, I'd camp. I carried a tent etc. but this
	was really a last resort. I am not a big camper.  Motels were a reliable standby for a hot shower and
	safe place for my stuff. Often cheaper than even a campground.  On a small handful of times, I was
	able to stay with a friend or a friend of a friend.</p>

	<h2>Did you ever get any flat tires?</h2>
	<p>Yes. Many.</p>

	<h2>Were you ever concerned for your safety?</h2>
	<p>Only around cars. Many people think there are predatory individuals lurking around waiting to stab
	me and take my... bike bags? Petty cash? People were usually kind, but always respectful.</p>

	<h2>Did you get a super fancy bike?</h2>
	<p>NOPE. $200 Craigslist Clunker from the 80's. A Nishiki. Solid steel frame. Served my needs
	perfectly. I named her Nishi. More than one old dude stopped me to talk about my bike, in particular,
	the lugged frame.  Something rather impressive, I guess, although I didn't even know what that was
	until one of those old dudes explained it to me.</p>

	<h2>What did you eat?</h2>
	<p>Tortillas and peanut butter. Carrots and peanut butter. Apples and peanut butter. Peanut butter and
	peanut butter. Peanut butter is packed with protein and tasty fat and is the great bike super food (in
	my opinion. Some people swear by donuts or caffeine gels etc.) If I had a Warmshowers host, I'd
	usually be able to look forward to a great homemade meal. I frequented many small town diners and the
	near-ubiqitous McDonald's. Nothing beats a couple of McChickens on the side of a road.</p>

	<h2>How many miles did you ride in a day?</h2>
	<p>0 miles on a good day. 90 miles on a tough day. Averaged around 60, I'd guess. 60 was a comfortable
	day. 40 was a breeze. 20 was hardly worth packing the bike for.</p>

	<h2>What did you pack?</h2>
	<ul>
		<li>Clothes: a few sets of on-bike clothes (not bike clothes, just shorts, t-shirts, many
			socks, denim vest), a pair of jeans for off-bike activities, hat, etc.</li>
		<li>Repair equipment: spare tubes, pump, multitool etc.</li>
		<li>My iPhone</li>
		<li>A fresh new notebook to record my thoughts--I wrote <em>every</em> day</li>
		<li>A few days' worth of food: fruit, nuts, granola bars, etc</li>
		<li>My flute, should I need it. My saxophone was too large for the trip :)</li>
		<li>Pocket radio, a book, a diskman acquired in OR, a bluetooth speaker acquired in MT, a
			camera, also acquired in MT</li>
		<li>Water--lots</li>
	</ul>

	<h2>Did you bring any entertainment?</h2>
	<p>Looking to innundate this trip with symbolism, I brought a copy of Homer's Odyssey--befitting my
	own odyssey. By the time I arrived in NY, I was carrying a half dozen books from various indie
	bookstores I stumbled across and wanted to support. I also had a pocket radio which was invaluable. In
	Astoria, OR, I bought a Discman and carried 5 CDs with me. I'd also buy a local paper when available.</p>

	<h2>Who Are You?</h2>
	<p>Many people have many reasons for knowing me and the only thing you all have in common is that you
	have somehow found yourself on this website. Some of you are family who have known me since birth and
	are interested in the antics of a weird relative. Many are friends who have known me or an aspect of
	myself for years. And many of you I have encountered in one of a thousand situations, perhaps for only
	a few moments, hours, months.</p>
	<p>My name is Jordan Dashel. I am a puckish Oregon-born Seattle-native in my early 20s now residing in New
	York, NY. I've been many things, slipping from one thing to an entirely unrelated other. I am a proudly queer
	asexual. I have an eccentrically diverse collection of interests, hobbies, occupations, friends and
	goals. I try to spread joy to the lives of the people I meet, challenging their doubts about the world
	and what we can do in it. I am always cognizant of the privilege that lets me do so.</p>
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