Most of the film will be set to music that I have either already written or will write on the road.
To give everybody a chance to see the world. I want to travel for those who can’t or never will. I want people to be able to look at what I’ve created and feel as though they’ve seen something that they can relate to and submerge themselves in. An adventure in all aspects.
I will be traveling across country from Florida to California while documenting the entire trip. As I make my way across country I’ll stop along the way to do odd jobs in towns, document sights that not everyone will get to see, probably eat some amazingly disgusting things. This documentary is all about adventure and not just in one aspect such as travel. I’ll be trying unusual foods, talking to characters I meet, seeing things that need to be seen.
THE WAY
- First aid kit
- Bike
- tent
- air mattress
- a butt load of cup-o-noodles
- snacks
- tons of bottled water
- plenty of soap and shampoo
- toothpaste + toothbrush
- clothes (of course)
- Knife/multitool
- things to keep me entertained
- Laundry detergent
- outlet converter
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
— ROBERT FROST
