Who says turtles can't fly?

I can. and I do. A whole lot (when I'm not out surfin' with the dudes anyway). Oops, that was awkward, allow me to introduce myself real quick here. My name's Awkward, and I'm a turtle. A lot of people make fun of my name until I cry, then they get all like awkward turtle, and that only makes it worse. Anyway, that's not the point. The point is that I can fly, and this is a blog about my adventures traveling around the country.
Here's a picture of me in Houston:

I'm in the Holiday Inn as you can see. It's a great life for turtles in Houston. Lots of open space to wander around in. And the bed in the Inn has long enough sheets that I can slide right to the floor without worrying about falling on my back and getting stuck until the room service lady comes in to rescue me. Talk about AwKwarD.

This is just an introductory post, (did I forget to mention that I'm taking over Josh's blog-changed the settings and everything) but you'll hear more from me later. Bye now.