I've been working hard to solicit money to fund this project. Needless to say, it has been challenging. Needless to say, it has been draining. I sit back and close my eyes, and Christi and I are pedaling down some remote highway with the snow-capped Andes in the background. And we are meeting people along the way to spread the word, "Dos Ciegos a Montar" (Two Blind to Ride).
I walked by a lottery ticket machine today at the grocery store. How many times have I walked by it with my thoughts locked on the jackpot fantasy? But tonight was different. I just wanted to win enough money to fund this ride!
Well, okay, I confess. Perhaps $200 million, or however much it is at the moment, would fund more than just this project. It could fund life, or lives.
Nevertheless, I'm back on the computer searching for grants/funds. If all fails, perhaps we could wash dishes along the way. Actually, how fun and adventurous would that be? "Dos Ciegos a Montar y a Lavar Los Platos."
Speaking of washing dishes, I remember camping at one of the national parks in Zimbabwe. It was my turn to wash dishes one night. At this point in my life, some 11 years ago, I didn't know that I had retinitis pigmentosa; although, I knew my inability to see at night seemed awkward.
The next time you wash dishes, close your eyes and use your hands to feel the world. It's possible. And if you don't have a choice, you'll make it possible.
I guess that's the whole theme of this project. We'll make it possible.
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