Hey Pete the Poet, what is your weirdest memory of The Odyssey?
Pete the Poet
This is difficult because the whole adventure has taken on such a dream-like sheen. But the memory I keep coming back to is in New Orleans, waiting at a voodoo shop for the start of a walking tour of the St. Louis Cemetery. I went to find a bathroom and accidentally walked in on a voodoo priestess performing a ceremony with some customers. She was not happy! I’ve never closed a door so quickly.
Hey Pete the Poet, did The Odyssey inspire you to go down any other new roads?
I joined up with Odyssey on my 30th birthday and it was such a wonderful way to begin a new decade. My time in the van was short, but the impact on my life was profound. Being with such a free group of truly unique explorers inspired me. Just over a year after Odyssey I left on a nine month solo trip around the world—something I never would’ve even dreamed of before my time with Uncle Joe and the crew.
Pete the Poet still writes poetry. He also co-edits the online poetry journal http://www.ADozenNothing.com.