I flirted with the familiar yesterday, twice, because I’m tired. Outside Roanoke, Virginia, last night the campgrounds were full by the time I was ready to stop. Seems that people…
We looked at our last interstate freeway this afternoon. 2 lanes from now on. But I started the day’s travel in the foulest mood I’ve been in on this trip.…
An abandoned airfield in Brooklyn is the most surreal place Janet and I have camped. After twelve days in a high rise in Jersey City, hitting the road felt like…
I understand why some cultures made it a sin to refuse hospitality to a stranger. And now I’m enjoying the hospitality of Sam Walton, in a parking lot in Gardnerville,…
