It wasn’t my idea. But when I came home, on the first day of summer in 2010, to the Vancouver apartment I shared with my girlfriend, I discovered something that detonated all my future plans. Lying there, on the kitchen table, was a handwritten note. Her dresser was empty. All her clothes were missing from the closet.
She’d moved in with another man.
Heartbroken, humiliated, I found myself lost in more ways than I could count. And without a clear idea of who I was in the world, I lurched for the first thing I could grab, the idea we’d been kicking around all winter: walking (!) from Canada to Mexico.
I threw together a crowdfunding pitch video and posted it on Kickstarter, asking for $5,000. Even if it passed through the Internet ignored, I figured that it would send the right signal to my ex-girlfriend: I was committed to her, and our relationship.
Two months later, I had the money, but not the girl. On September 1, 2010, I set off, by foot. Alone.