tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28222216789431889242024-02-07T08:56:21.850-05:00A Road VisionTravel/Photo blog about my peregrination across America. I'm going to every place Jack Kerouac (Sal Paradise) has gone to in his "On the Road." The difference is that I'm cramming his three separate journeys into one long trip (to avoid backtracking). I'm also making a few stops of my own.Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-89963056432359600272010-02-27T21:08:00.001-05:002013-01-08T14:44:41.790-05:00<!--StartFragment--> <br />
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<!--EndFragment-->Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-6803910023274603552009-07-18T17:56:00.023-04:002010-02-27T21:24:33.344-05:00California Part Two - San Francisco<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times-Roman, fantasy;">"... suddenly the vast expanse of a bay (it was just before dawn) with the sleepy lights of Frisco festooned across….I was rudely jolted in the bus station at Market and Fourth [San Francisco] into the memory of the fact that I was three thousand two hundred miles from my aunt’s house in Paterson, New Jersey. I wandered out like a haggard ghost, and there she was, Frisco—long, bleak streets with trolley wires all shrouded in fog and whiteness.” (54)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times-Roman, fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQe1bv7DEtzb0M_gDIk02ASz0QcdooXOBRHgPyr9Cad3NcT5-b7SHvQMoUcc7H8_JHlZVl66Q6e5TFkPwDryKJBYUXY1NlTaStmVb7tW9zEc9BHbvzO_8EBN4l3mUlJm8fBCOvoMkn9Q/s1600-h/IMG_1111.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQe1bv7DEtzb0M_gDIk02ASz0QcdooXOBRHgPyr9Cad3NcT5-b7SHvQMoUcc7H8_JHlZVl66Q6e5TFkPwDryKJBYUXY1NlTaStmVb7tW9zEc9BHbvzO_8EBN4l3mUlJm8fBCOvoMkn9Q/s400/IMG_1111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362915815575381362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHXIH1iY563QgeXDWKvGsYidAqQFPxaXV5WqFgepaogPsFpMQ34D2SLLL_awTtnZ7GTqGlfuQmuqBdUXTJ1qTaFC4gKhXut_VIrkWQf-8KvAJdcf9az1EJhKpFQBYEXvmHV-H8iN889g/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHXIH1iY563QgeXDWKvGsYidAqQFPxaXV5WqFgepaogPsFpMQ34D2SLLL_awTtnZ7GTqGlfuQmuqBdUXTJ1qTaFC4gKhXut_VIrkWQf-8KvAJdcf9az1EJhKpFQBYEXvmHV-H8iN889g/s400/IMG_1115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362916294517103650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUT6BbY9nW1WQavh9hL62_ADlfov5POzEBKHf3fE5sa4LeK-vTDIszhdJJcGz1EimgZLYfqOmitPUdG5OtFGqU5aS4i2_lol-mf6zP0j9iZ0U1DTFE4l0TdZydlZihRFMOS1icVVgkXJw/s1600-h/IMG_1083.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUT6BbY9nW1WQavh9hL62_ADlfov5POzEBKHf3fE5sa4LeK-vTDIszhdJJcGz1EimgZLYfqOmitPUdG5OtFGqU5aS4i2_lol-mf6zP0j9iZ0U1DTFE4l0TdZydlZihRFMOS1icVVgkXJw/s400/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362911702943253058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span style="font-family:Times-Roman;">“There was the Pacific, a few more foothills away, blue and vast and with a great wall of white advancing from the legendary potato patch where Frisco fogs are born. Another hour it would come streaming through the Golden Gate to shroud the romantic city in white….That was Frisco; and beautiful women standing in white doorways, waiting for their men; and Coit Tower, and the Embarcadero, and Market Street, and the eleven teeming hills.” (71)<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCCJOYlp6yaY0qNAYpOuxfE73tFsCgVSxYZX42CLq9ZZwQAWqlPR6IcIBY3X8TekkLDXcr3pEofjr9E6mOdAm6OBdKRBH9NTyUlA9fJAL_PCFACAeKpWIbS8C_p1nfqRGKDaagelbYlEw/s1600-h/IMG_1110.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCCJOYlp6yaY0qNAYpOuxfE73tFsCgVSxYZX42CLq9ZZwQAWqlPR6IcIBY3X8TekkLDXcr3pEofjr9E6mOdAm6OBdKRBH9NTyUlA9fJAL_PCFACAeKpWIbS8C_p1nfqRGKDaagelbYlEw/s400/IMG_1110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362915811504990930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span style="font-family:Times-Roman;">“And before me was the great raw bulge and bulk of my American continent; somewhere far across, gloomy, crazy New York was throwing up its cloud of dust and brown steam. There is something brown and holy about the East; and California is white like washlines and emptyheaded—at least that’s what I thought then” (72).</span></p></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span style="font-family:Times-Roman;">“It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Francisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, and smoke and goldenness in the late afternoon of time. ‘There she blows!’ yelled Dean. ‘Wow! Made it! Just enough gas! Give me water! No more land! We can’t go any further ‘cause there ain’t no more land!’” (158)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcvN9ocRuIZcwDrMvN2f6Yu0ag7LftPqBNoU8eD2jev7d8Qf7wKLPipltNVspHnIuZs9Ld5sPsF7J9v_l1dei9ffSXJOeAR4W9StHuBPfHCNSfKAGr39cnwgvwBI-GSKf1ofSHqrzRPHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1109.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcvN9ocRuIZcwDrMvN2f6Yu0ag7LftPqBNoU8eD2jev7d8Qf7wKLPipltNVspHnIuZs9Ld5sPsF7J9v_l1dei9ffSXJOeAR4W9StHuBPfHCNSfKAGr39cnwgvwBI-GSKf1ofSHqrzRPHQ/s400/IMG_1109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362915809423365890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, fantasy;"></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span style="font-family:Times-Roman;">“I was waiting for her by appointment in a doorway across the street, at Larkin and Geary …” (161).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy58a8RPXpWxSsGWFIVl7bSjCctof5OT0CeLjRo5gUZQN2A5WYF43zXlc7CLyypUgKqvHq41iR6pRtYMr1nRJ_3kilv8SWhIk0jL1PD5AnJkjQBmv5OaHLKJMPrkLecBvakfW8K9TSJ2E/s1600-h/IMG_1073.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy58a8RPXpWxSsGWFIVl7bSjCctof5OT0CeLjRo5gUZQN2A5WYF43zXlc7CLyypUgKqvHq41iR6pRtYMr1nRJ_3kilv8SWhIk0jL1PD5AnJkjQBmv5OaHLKJMPrkLecBvakfW8K9TSJ2E/s400/IMG_1073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362908591673301746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcAFN8Dtk3CXun2AysA-WY3HIqQ4l9KE0NUdhGIFBwtFZSyVBfs7Y5M8IPUAsanl4lMeHT7Uj4pzxw6ufJnr7kH_dDsT63B3L5CXvpOupQOUi57HJryKmMSvxK00kxZdPsmng1PBoFwqI/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcAFN8Dtk3CXun2AysA-WY3HIqQ4l9KE0NUdhGIFBwtFZSyVBfs7Y5M8IPUAsanl4lMeHT7Uj4pzxw6ufJnr7kH_dDsT63B3L5CXvpOupQOUi57HJryKmMSvxK00kxZdPsmng1PBoFwqI/s400/IMG_1072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362908588683899154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span style="font-family:Times-Roman;">“I looked down Market Street. I didn’t know whether it was that or Canal Street in New Orleans: it led to water, ambiguous, universal water, just as 42<sup>nd</sup> Street, New York, leads to water, and you never know where you are” (161).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikU1PNzRvboKxaSvyFnHDXkoOGngLVCgXgZ4P9YAUNg98eirzxlyODItmWYIJrU67LtW5oo6a6UhTXUv7WhaXHM5hdKRPSHxBk0InnZYpy-COZDNGYGKxpZRgngUiImm24FPIj5BWX3QI/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikU1PNzRvboKxaSvyFnHDXkoOGngLVCgXgZ4P9YAUNg98eirzxlyODItmWYIJrU67LtW5oo6a6UhTXUv7WhaXHM5hdKRPSHxBk0InnZYpy-COZDNGYGKxpZRgngUiImm24FPIj5BWX3QI/s400/IMG_1069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362908581597484386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge_RvJ7xHQkUBm9alEFvEahj4j-XPfPjP5VZxUhp93HdO7z9rPiUtWVs6FaSwJU-1FSRLYX5H40Wf1SC9Plwlm4q8-TzWIISptrpt-ITXZcjcGJ0cCfEs7qlIUp3gQLhOK23Z79X94fNI/s1600-h/IMG_1078.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge_RvJ7xHQkUBm9alEFvEahj4j-XPfPjP5VZxUhp93HdO7z9rPiUtWVs6FaSwJU-1FSRLYX5H40Wf1SC9Plwlm4q8-TzWIISptrpt-ITXZcjcGJ0cCfEs7qlIUp3gQLhOK23Z79X94fNI/s400/IMG_1078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362910423761219362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span style="font-family:Times-Roman;">“And oh, that pan-fried chow mein flavored air that blew into my room from Chinatown, vying with the spaghetti sauces of North Beach, the soft-shell crab of Fisherman’s Wharf—nay, the ribs of Fillmore turning on spits! Throw in the Market Street chili beans, redhot, and French-fried potatoes of the Embarcadero wino night, and steamed clams from Sausalito across the bay, and that’s my ah-dream of San Francisco.” (163)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU80SfqJ8qr3XW2lK7NupUB1-SrVTmoVv1xlyOCRsmckFNp-SdETtfB95c5gdjpo5N_cw81da8tfS6qkJsBbtKQCqUlx1vGqkGpdOKdK1uAqt-Gu7qn5DNXxpIdcCUuNH1KLWP_7JKajE/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU80SfqJ8qr3XW2lK7NupUB1-SrVTmoVv1xlyOCRsmckFNp-SdETtfB95c5gdjpo5N_cw81da8tfS6qkJsBbtKQCqUlx1vGqkGpdOKdK1uAqt-Gu7qn5DNXxpIdcCUuNH1KLWP_7JKajE/s400/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362911695021929346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLFC7yUvLlKVDNKBTmcx373dgHwNP66N31Mevrz9rHZ0vPV84OIcfYj26cFXlL36jCAJ0WuDPq5ep7O2p5Ko8Iyk_52y0spmUxmvGuxsoLD5iqpo0PN1dYhIZXnVm7bR_bUchrZov574/s1600-h/IMG_1085.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihLFC7yUvLlKVDNKBTmcx373dgHwNP66N31Mevrz9rHZ0vPV84OIcfYj26cFXlL36jCAJ0WuDPq5ep7O2p5Ko8Iyk_52y0spmUxmvGuxsoLD5iqpo0PN1dYhIZXnVm7bR_bUchrZov574/s400/IMG_1085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429007530807347138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;">(Chinatown, in case you couldn't tell.)</span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZxnnsbTyjrhbK82hGJr9j8cOI9cmnXZuxj85eVtnWxFgWgvx-fFw-E70UcmMr-EIpd43nr5h9PXKigNlbE0Wxaykr8gSolFuMdTlu6aRU57JuXlfGTSWk7HiYwhkOzr1A8h3_EAvkb8/s1600-h/IMG_1103.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZxnnsbTyjrhbK82hGJr9j8cOI9cmnXZuxj85eVtnWxFgWgvx-fFw-E70UcmMr-EIpd43nr5h9PXKigNlbE0Wxaykr8gSolFuMdTlu6aRU57JuXlfGTSWk7HiYwhkOzr1A8h3_EAvkb8/s400/IMG_1103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362914648767047490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>(Fisherman's Wharf)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;">“That same night I dug Lampshade on Fillmore and Geary” (166).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjvX1jTTyl8TNngL55ZjLGTSnQT3derTFbY-FGB3FBRARPvLpSqlGGAIMA0NEoXQPGUJkSVyfhfuM8sM7ARxU8_JS-9aWUCc3s0AnRPOhlp-KR_SuM3I3vrEoJ6aZAOdUF1wdp86nc1uE/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjvX1jTTyl8TNngL55ZjLGTSnQT3derTFbY-FGB3FBRARPvLpSqlGGAIMA0NEoXQPGUJkSVyfhfuM8sM7ARxU8_JS-9aWUCc3s0AnRPOhlp-KR_SuM3I3vrEoJ6aZAOdUF1wdp86nc1uE/s400/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362910427010960530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;">“It was the end of the continent; they didn’t give a damn” (167).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaqD9EDieEZTb8fILkoM8nqoVIu5ivgz1z5mqxcFHotW-ruYMzBt6vJgfM9TiS_PkpIRPBpL693CUjrRm546kVzjwZADCb8xOl6jchzXey5TDfT8HC-YFRoUVB3F-i7AIZbtNFNs2K9Uo/s1600-h/IMG_1108.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaqD9EDieEZTb8fILkoM8nqoVIu5ivgz1z5mqxcFHotW-ruYMzBt6vJgfM9TiS_PkpIRPBpL693CUjrRm546kVzjwZADCb8xOl6jchzXey5TDfT8HC-YFRoUVB3F-i7AIZbtNFNs2K9Uo/s400/IMG_1108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362915799682633074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>(Alcatraz)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times-Roman, fantasy;">“It was a two-story crooked, rickety wooden cottage in the middle of tenements, right on top of Russian Hill …” (173).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 16pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjORIO79RZ4MVq8iwJNthj0BRnjVQ6gkkE1gdXXK-Z_mhJsLUMwPOmFtZb1DNoRIaLtz6uX5pqfHbZJRl3VL-92EShZoMTcJJ47ejHvT-DAwTJWXH1nJJB0mU8MNnGvCMiVAv01K60F0Ws/s1600-h/IMG_1101.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjORIO79RZ4MVq8iwJNthj0BRnjVQ6gkkE1gdXXK-Z_mhJsLUMwPOmFtZb1DNoRIaLtz6uX5pqfHbZJRl3VL-92EShZoMTcJJ47ejHvT-DAwTJWXH1nJJB0mU8MNnGvCMiVAv01K60F0Ws/s400/IMG_1101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362914643688809170" style="cursor: pointer; 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"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;">“… Dean and I both swayed to the rhythm and the IT of our final excited joy in talking and living to the blank tranced end of all innumerable riotous angelic particulars that had been lurking in our souls all our lives” (197).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZhSV0AyGppPOfjIHScIrJIi15_CPS1xjGW27NP089EzaJ6QUAk2UwuzMRxJ7YVXwoDR7BrmPGaHsMsYWxMB-g46eNCvlrCerFn7W93VWpqOp2oCFMSS6ZHKclDk_MStvsUA7_-Bh_9A/s1600-h/IMG_1094.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZhSV0AyGppPOfjIHScIrJIi15_CPS1xjGW27NP089EzaJ6QUAk2UwuzMRxJ7YVXwoDR7BrmPGaHsMsYWxMB-g46eNCvlrCerFn7W93VWpqOp2oCFMSS6ZHKclDk_MStvsUA7_-Bh_9A/s400/IMG_1094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362914628806069666" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsz7Q1LG97HDHHeg0MRdkYyjqoqHuq1JZIYYOLq7wNeQ2VHwNztnk39JLrWrIjFqcnluvq6ONHgZqdsCXUD8RDpRW_e1OvpGQvmYOdFddE1FF3NZBlcXA1EnpmfcLSTyMHyibabeLHNtQ/s1600-h/IMG_1090.JPG"></a>(This reads: "The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great...")</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50GKM31ACrBcOakhg6-gWN06kIck9JXwkL5RHjVT4nFCR74j0Eu4VenbGFzG-IWv365J7at_Qyo5jp61Yl_D_JQTNoB0eHc5dXTbPi4Oz8ACXWAdX8NNifIotnzvVVWE-NT0S8jEtmrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1088.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50GKM31ACrBcOakhg6-gWN06kIck9JXwkL5RHjVT4nFCR74j0Eu4VenbGFzG-IWv365J7at_Qyo5jp61Yl_D_JQTNoB0eHc5dXTbPi4Oz8ACXWAdX8NNifIotnzvVVWE-NT0S8jEtmrQ/s400/IMG_1088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429003433996248002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"> <!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--StartFragment--> </p><p class="MsoNormal">I left Palo Alto at 7:30, retrieved my morning coffee, and drove for half an hour until I came to San Francisco. I was happy to step out into a cool morning fog—the kind of temperature that gives me boundless energy, which I would need as I had planned on squeezing all I could out of Kerouac’s favorite city. Not much to tell, really—I passed most of the morning walking around, exploring. I trekked for a few miles, snagging pictures of specific streets from <i>On the Road</i><span style="font-style:normal">. After a few hours of semi-aimless wandering, I was drawn like a moth to a flame to San Fran’s museum of modern art. They had an exhibition of Robert Frank’s </span><i>The Americans</i><span style="font-style:normal">, complete with quotations from Kerouac pertaining to specific photographs. I’d call it a coincidence that the Frank exhibit was in town the same time I was, but coincidences don’t exist (plus the exhibit was at the museum for several months).</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">I was, as far as I could tell anyway, nearly mugged when walking to (of all places) the San Francisco Zen center. I was coming from the Museum, and I noticed the city was becoming gradually less appealing as I started down a certain street dotted with strip clubs, liquor stores, and the check-cashing places ubiquitous in every dodgy part of any city. I shrugged off that moment of hesitation, citing the fact that I’ve been in much worse areas of much bigger cities. So I kept walking (or rather hobbling, thanks to knee pain caused by shoes I had worn out while hiking back in Utah), through a seedy section that I never would have associated with what some refer to as the “Paris of the West.” Halfway to the Zen center, I came to a particularly desolate corner and stood there, waiting for the crosswalk signal to change. Not more than two seconds after I stopped, a short man shuffled up to my right side. Almost immediately after, a second, equally short and now-suspicious guy arrived at my left. Right-side guy looked both ways, leaned forward slightly, peered down the street, and saw nothing but traffic. I noticed him looking, and figured him to be keeping an eye out for witnesses. I looked at him directly, and expected a version of either two responses—a “hello,” or a “what the hell are you staring at?”—but he simply glanced away.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>This happened within the span of only about ten seconds, and then the signal changed. But nobody moved. I looked at them. We were three guys appearing in various states of vagrancy who looked like they just wanted to see a light change. A small, nearly imperceptible shake of the head was transferred from right-side guy to left-side guy, and they both ambled away from the edge of the road. I crossed the street and looked back, and as if they wanted to confirm my suspicions, there they stood leaning side by side against a boarded-up building.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">So that was, as far as I know anyway, the closest I’ve come in California to being in a dilemma like that. I was perpetually on my guard, protecting my wallet—the only thing that would allow me to get across the continent again. But I would later find in California that this vigilance would begin to taper. By Los Angeles, I had stopped caring. I had absolutely no desire to return East (I was hoping some opportunity would avail itself so I wouldn’t have to trudge back to suffering old familiarity), and I realized when I was at the Zen center that part of me actually wanted to have been robbed a mile or so back on that corner, just so I could have the feeling of being stranded somewhere and temporarily hopeless until I could figure out a way to continue traveling. I was hungry to have myself thrust into a situation that I very well might regret later, but at the same time I’d welcome the adversity. Because really the only thing I desired while I was traveling was a place to sleep at night; it didn’t even need to be comfortable, as was often the case on nights spent in my car, so long as it allowed for at least some form of rest. Naturally staying on stranger’s couches wouldn’t be an option if I were stranded, because there’s a difference between having an itinerant visitor and having a homeless person stay with you for a night. But this is all hypothetical anyway—all I know is that I wouldn’t have been devastated by the immensity of the situation.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">This thought about how infinitely preferable it would be to be actually stranded, hopeless and alone all the way across the country rather than being back in my home state, comparatively close to everyone I know, and <i>feeling</i><span style="font-style:normal"> alone, followed me throughout most of the afternoon. It was something to contemplate over a cheap lunch in Japan town, where I savored the thought of self-reliance and sushi. After that, it was more wandering, an afternoon banh mi for two dollars, and (shudder), Fisherman’s Wharf by late afternoon. I snapped a picture of the embarcadero, ate some overpriced Dungeness crab, and promptly got the hell out of that stifling tourist cattle ground.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Near the end of my day, I continued to the fringes of Chinatown, where City Lights Booksellers (owned by the poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti) and the adjacent Kerouac Alley are located. If I were to dramatize my literary interests, my pilgrimage had ended when I arrived at the alley; I stood on icons featuring quotes from writers whose presence can be felt through simple words on stone. The alley can be traversed in about twenty seconds, but I spent a good bit of time there appreciating something that didn’t exist a couple of years ago. In City Lights, I wandered around the shop and compared images I had in my head from Kerouac’s descriptions of this place in <i>Big Sur</i><span style="font-style:normal">. Never being able to leave empty-handed<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>from a good book store, I bought several relevant novels and walked a few blocks to the park sprawling beneath the effulgent Saints Peter and Paul Church. I sat there for about an hour reading, writing, and talking with strangers as the nightly fog crawled in like gathering ghosts. I left the park, walked back to Chinatown for a dinner of mai fun, and started on my way back to the Fifth and Mission garage.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">As I was leaving, I saw several people with cardboard signs stating that they were more or less stranded and trying to get home. There was a couple who didn’t look like they were very downtrodden saying that they ran out of money and had to get back to Denver, an older guy with a sign reading that he needed money to get back to Tulare (California), and most affecting of all—probably because this kid was closer to my age—a visibly desperate guy propped up against a trash can with a piece of cardboard that read “homeless and trying to get back to San Diego. Please help me with bus $” Whether it’s true or not (and you never know), I felt pretty sympathetic. My generosity would be tested almost immediately afterward, however, when I walked by a little kid in a tuxedo with a saxophone. Not more than thirty feet away was an old guy playing the hell out of his guitar, yet this kid had a significant amount of money in his case. The kicker? <i>He wasn’t even fucking playing.</i><span style="font-style:normal"> All he was doing was clacking and releasing the spit valve, and people were swooning. In the meantime, Son House’s kindred spirit was wailing less than block away. What an allegory for America. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Thankfully, that moment of absurdity did little to diminish the idyllic quality of my day. As I was leaving the city, I parked briefly by the bay to finish writing something I had started at the park. I glanced up to think, and before me spanned the Golden Gate bridge. The fog that was rolling in had swallowed most of it, but the lower supports became visible between undulating patches. I took that to leave the city, and continued onward to Antelope (outside of Sacramento) that night. The temperature rose about forty degrees by the time I had arrived , but a few glasses of cold water and a gracious host eliminated any hint of discomfort. A shower (my first in days), a hard, starchy towel that vigorously scraped the accumulated salinity of bay and ocean breezes, and a clean, hard bed had me feeling completely rejuvenated—though I hadn’t exactly been suffering from any lull in energy since leaving Utah weeks before.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">The next day it was on to Truckee, the Sierra Nevada Mountains, Lake Tahoe, Reno, then back into California for Fresno, etc.<o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-56645600607706486722009-07-18T16:57:00.019-04:002010-02-20T08:36:09.425-05:00California Part One - Marin City, Sausalito, Oakland, Sacramento, Truckee, Manteca, Madera, Fresno, Selma, Tulare, Bakersfield, Tehachapi, Mojave<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"... then up the Sierra Nevada, pines, stars, mountain lodges signifying Frisco romances—a little girl in the back seat, crying to her mother, ‘Mama when do we get home to Truckee?’ And Truckee itself, homey Truckee, and then down the hill to the flats of Sacramento. I suddenly realized I was in California. Warm, palmy air—air you can kiss—and palms. Along the storied Sacramento River on a superhighway; into the hills again; up, down ..." (54).</span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMZ4GMtj5LTd9tDHZ1CPjjuMpa9umrAyKu_OWwWcQrFuC0Uv658CNlBqpVZFOjfcjOiEXo8KKPAxlhl0SPXV3bt7Nm-7LBF10Iyfrjo93toPPw5FbUilwCR0thR6vN5kVmZU9YM6Q_L8/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMZ4GMtj5LTd9tDHZ1CPjjuMpa9umrAyKu_OWwWcQrFuC0Uv658CNlBqpVZFOjfcjOiEXo8KKPAxlhl0SPXV3bt7Nm-7LBF10Iyfrjo93toPPw5FbUilwCR0thR6vN5kVmZU9YM6Q_L8/s400/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362888621812564754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmMZ4GMtj5LTd9tDHZ1CPjjuMpa9umrAyKu_OWwWcQrFuC0Uv658CNlBqpVZFOjfcjOiEXo8KKPAxlhl0SPXV3bt7Nm-7LBF10Iyfrjo93toPPw5FbUilwCR0thR6vN5kVmZU9YM6Q_L8/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Just Truckee for this quote. I spent the night in Sacramento, or technically Antelope, but left and didn't realize I hadn't taken a picture).<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times-Roman, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span><!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“Mill City, where Remi lived, was a collection of shacks in a valley, housing-project shacks built for the Navy Yard workers during the war; it was in a canyon, and a deep one, treed profusely on all slopes” (55).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-SpJHEagoV_lpAzRHRptCyA-4nApgFotyAVKAVX5i60ARLeKS3OSt3orLUe3CIuBZJObFhMB3CvaIfescyTY7lTyMnpESyWROJ8YaaI21AZAdvT5MS89cWos_QHEd0EAYzfsJZLZRGk/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-SpJHEagoV_lpAzRHRptCyA-4nApgFotyAVKAVX5i60ARLeKS3OSt3orLUe3CIuBZJObFhMB3CvaIfescyTY7lTyMnpESyWROJ8YaaI21AZAdvT5MS89cWos_QHEd0EAYzfsJZLZRGk/s400/IMG_1052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362883653890719618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-SpJHEagoV_lpAzRHRptCyA-4nApgFotyAVKAVX5i60ARLeKS3OSt3orLUe3CIuBZJObFhMB3CvaIfescyTY7lTyMnpESyWROJ8YaaI21AZAdvT5MS89cWos_QHEd0EAYzfsJZLZRGk/s1600-h/IMG_1052.JPG"></a>(This is another instance in which Kerouac uses a pseudonym for a city. Mill City in </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">On the Road</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> is Marin City in reality).</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEincauOQfCyxaaBBe6xxltXDCR56GTJioMj75mIWTOC3Y4Z0cLBBAd4yWekGrRK0hCkLA6V9XVAPz8ifL5lCHa-VOAyVHy9gLuEvxhRVr_9TzGI6wONYhv6MQIUDV7g71drRdbp7Tg0yjU/s1600-h/IMG_1055.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEincauOQfCyxaaBBe6xxltXDCR56GTJioMj75mIWTOC3Y4Z0cLBBAd4yWekGrRK0hCkLA6V9XVAPz8ifL5lCHa-VOAyVHy9gLuEvxhRVr_9TzGI6wONYhv6MQIUDV7g71drRdbp7Tg0yjU/s400/IMG_1055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362883654371789842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“I had just come through the little fishing village of Sausalito, and the first thing I said was, ‘There must be a lot of Italians in Sausalito” (56).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYaekzAH9FNkABTqcYY9Bz98RDUQxzLTXIYqCXZ66DOJJmNurwOII70cxPaZp-ALv3EtP5ejaz6MtBIwlY9v9Ta0bJLz3UgcLkqaB34YIBOU3bFHseFKbOtKywLFc1bx8pfN3ksgZO-I/s1600-h/IMG_1057.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYaekzAH9FNkABTqcYY9Bz98RDUQxzLTXIYqCXZ66DOJJmNurwOII70cxPaZp-ALv3EtP5ejaz6MtBIwlY9v9Ta0bJLz3UgcLkqaB34YIBOU3bFHseFKbOtKywLFc1bx8pfN3ksgZO-I/s400/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362884832723401202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“In Oakland I had a beer among the bums of a saloon with a wagon wheel in front of it, and I was on the road again….Two rides took me to Bakersfield, four hundred miles south….You never saw a driving fool like that. He made Tracy in no time. Tracy is a railroad town; brakemen eat surly meals in diners by the tracks. Trains howl away across the valley. The sun goes down long and red. All the magic names of the valley unrolled—Manteca, Madera, all the rest. Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon fields; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgundy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries. I stuck my head out the window and took deep breaths of the fragrant air. It was the most beautiful of all moments.” (73)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZOisnXGASX4Nb4LDRHfr79_pcVQiP3LzdiQP1Fth26W2fQFk5Ro9oVST4b2NiB2ysfmjHHMQh_NPO59JJwgBY_V7b6bqPZTLVn9taiXLzprTETB12doHcxQIQcp4PhQm7jwzUWeEV6I/s1600-h/IMG_1144.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZOisnXGASX4Nb4LDRHfr79_pcVQiP3LzdiQP1Fth26W2fQFk5Ro9oVST4b2NiB2ysfmjHHMQh_NPO59JJwgBY_V7b6bqPZTLVn9taiXLzprTETB12doHcxQIQcp4PhQm7jwzUWeEV6I/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362890920594298626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDNnbaxMBI6nxlZDzBUr7pH4T3CiIRVZVGuEA2lpN2uk9ggNrx2bPWM91kqJs92crJgYsJOaE3GmdGJZHaJAIbowN5pweBfFjzekkgCmg5x0LFWo1gtk-WrUfuBCxPcLeyjaaLyh-4Cnk/s1600-h/IMG_1141.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDNnbaxMBI6nxlZDzBUr7pH4T3CiIRVZVGuEA2lpN2uk9ggNrx2bPWM91kqJs92crJgYsJOaE3GmdGJZHaJAIbowN5pweBfFjzekkgCmg5x0LFWo1gtk-WrUfuBCxPcLeyjaaLyh-4Cnk/s400/IMG_1141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362890916274502626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Manteca)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8iiwKmYKw4oGvo-brJe6Kp76stKAQYt116LbOFMTHG4Jr93TNAQC80CEZ7-z4mvbZFCiaBZ6rImTfhQy5MyZCCOCIjKvibGpzMMRw7biTH1Q9nmaINKqBNyLijSpg5rwAohTkIWDvPng/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8iiwKmYKw4oGvo-brJe6Kp76stKAQYt116LbOFMTHG4Jr93TNAQC80CEZ7-z4mvbZFCiaBZ6rImTfhQy5MyZCCOCIjKvibGpzMMRw7biTH1Q9nmaINKqBNyLijSpg5rwAohTkIWDvPng/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362892088876885858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLqz3_dooJIJZPf-pHxbiOLY9JHVML2d4aorVbJ3N8UbIEunCKca0hsdhfcdw9Gz8fnjaMFOk7mxCdyZr8I0dd1qR_pWzY0ag29AWyeBwxO9NIZn8F0cat0rGgTpLAcEi-HAUkVzmNso/s1600-h/IMG_1146.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicLqz3_dooJIJZPf-pHxbiOLY9JHVML2d4aorVbJ3N8UbIEunCKca0hsdhfcdw9Gz8fnjaMFOk7mxCdyZr8I0dd1qR_pWzY0ag29AWyeBwxO9NIZn8F0cat0rGgTpLAcEi-HAUkVzmNso/s400/IMG_1146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362892077785531666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“Ponzo was a big, loud, vociferous type who knew everybody in San Joaquin Valley….we wound up in Madera Mextown …” (85).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTr1F8lyfCUB6537BMxls53oT2XM8PfFfjGpOUb46N7BDbv01JIFZfB4ZxX6AGsyxgdPiW59m0u40W1ovxcRa1ylf0E3WlTHQQ5OY7fMK5VGom5M9kavbrqzbKd2tCmAnnAvgUL_eYm5A/s1600-h/IMG_1149.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTr1F8lyfCUB6537BMxls53oT2XM8PfFfjGpOUb46N7BDbv01JIFZfB4ZxX6AGsyxgdPiW59m0u40W1ovxcRa1ylf0E3WlTHQQ5OY7fMK5VGom5M9kavbrqzbKd2tCmAnnAvgUL_eYm5A/s400/IMG_1149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362892090301322482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“We got to Sabinal in the wee hours before dawn. I had finished the wine while Terry slept, and I was proper stoned. We got out and roamed the quiet leafy square of the little California town—a whistle stop on the SP” (84).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYb5nihSydcs9GtY-pgc1POxsMpgzQlyUr7MKMFLuVbtE1k5mAQVDgfJ3hNWgueB9aW1ukuC0xLwBH94RHWFxon7XduW5-7lW6fp91za0MLabS6MLA-wgn_pUGwdPPW8KPCyQbN9jR_KI/s1600-h/IMG_1161.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYb5nihSydcs9GtY-pgc1POxsMpgzQlyUr7MKMFLuVbtE1k5mAQVDgfJ3hNWgueB9aW1ukuC0xLwBH94RHWFxon7XduW5-7lW6fp91za0MLabS6MLA-wgn_pUGwdPPW8KPCyQbN9jR_KI/s400/IMG_1161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362892098484733986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Kerouac says Sabinal, but the town is actually Selma. He changes the names of several places in </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">On the Road</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTxDnKsSWT87jcOT6FTZFqGlwf2W39_Mg1m6d2W5ov7xv-fqC4RUk6F3HbUU06DOc2odx00KOKDwp0t8dyxfaz3fc-kYu8WMo2gi4m3dUXfZedScapZHEQluNjHL9XeUKvJkC5QgZLcA/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTxDnKsSWT87jcOT6FTZFqGlwf2W39_Mg1m6d2W5ov7xv-fqC4RUk6F3HbUU06DOc2odx00KOKDwp0t8dyxfaz3fc-kYu8WMo2gi4m3dUXfZedScapZHEQluNjHL9XeUKvJkC5QgZLcA/s400/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362896107178702274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“We raced through the crazy streets of Fresno …” (85).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“We bounced over the railroad tracks in Fresno and hit the wild streets of Fresno Mextown” (86).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvav-GW4E5TZT9Idf-93ci9cHLTL4TBYuSzC7OcEEwhDcShr3cavKvWo1UFDk7wqb-DEZmG0_4rM93EdMYB_BhFgjkE2OW6HMyZ9Og_pYK4hcW71JFjbnok-ytlkecTmBBaRdzkn8d9oU/s1600-h/IMG_1159.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvav-GW4E5TZT9Idf-93ci9cHLTL4TBYuSzC7OcEEwhDcShr3cavKvWo1UFDk7wqb-DEZmG0_4rM93EdMYB_BhFgjkE2OW6HMyZ9Og_pYK4hcW71JFjbnok-ytlkecTmBBaRdzkn8d9oU/s400/IMG_1159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362892095155170418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"At dawn, in snowy passes, we labored toward the town of Mojave, which was the entryway to the great Tehachapi Pass” (156).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3BBtmAQCn-iIlgu0w8C3iiIW4wc8mb9k9uByO7qBpBDZJDIvQm6ua3_mMJ9_UCYGMuckVXeHjeDjcFI2ZMrMNaNntTdn9-bYpj3gRN3SfKNVZeJfukrMjtmaRXUI_ZXpqUxpVewo4Bkg/s1600-h/IMG_1198.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3BBtmAQCn-iIlgu0w8C3iiIW4wc8mb9k9uByO7qBpBDZJDIvQm6ua3_mMJ9_UCYGMuckVXeHjeDjcFI2ZMrMNaNntTdn9-bYpj3gRN3SfKNVZeJfukrMjtmaRXUI_ZXpqUxpVewo4Bkg/s400/IMG_1198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362901762744260946" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Mojave)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW4FNNIpSLJT5mhzjE-Qk-OcTFfq-eP8e2SqVckUWUCl7wDJ5eMMebdQbaxHJj2PNNrLrBzDtt7awA_vEmnit8TqHxkQRcOxRY8aG23UAU-yi6OYquTit2M7rfx9gaZuca5P9naN90c_A/s1600-h/IMG_1179.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW4FNNIpSLJT5mhzjE-Qk-OcTFfq-eP8e2SqVckUWUCl7wDJ5eMMebdQbaxHJj2PNNrLrBzDtt7awA_vEmnit8TqHxkQRcOxRY8aG23UAU-yi6OYquTit2M7rfx9gaZuca5P9naN90c_A/s400/IMG_1179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362900330980346578" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(I've never saw so many windmills in my life. What a funny mountain).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“Next stop was Tulare” (158).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTh72_Jm1LoWlQ6_4_YiQ9I5nHi0lagGqQZoykyCQnvOsYAF7cfAnzh_gTi89XEdBxtJ1sANkrB9zac9ulfP8EZPsdHNEIYdugeTjdkrJ5s2fgfEzALKJxHKey2cNAdSupR1hrJCyppWw/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTh72_Jm1LoWlQ6_4_YiQ9I5nHi0lagGqQZoykyCQnvOsYAF7cfAnzh_gTi89XEdBxtJ1sANkrB9zac9ulfP8EZPsdHNEIYdugeTjdkrJ5s2fgfEzALKJxHKey2cNAdSupR1hrJCyppWw/s400/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362896089977068210" style="cursor: pointer; 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I determined at least to make my trip a circular one: I decided then and there to go to Hollywood and back through Texas to see my bayou gang; then the rest be damned” (71).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;">I tore through northern California at night, but parked somewhere along the coast so that I could sleep with the ocean in the background; I had intended to sleep on the beach, but the shoreline consisted of boulders where I had decided to stop. Nevertheless, I slept royally and was awoken when the cold fog rolled into my car, and I saw nothing but white. A perfect awakening that set the mood for the rest of that day.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;">Hundreds of miles later I was in Marin City, and then Sausalito. I drove up an absurdly steep hill which made my engine work to the point where I could smell it, barely making it to the top as I was trying to negotiate the delicate equilibrium required to keep my car from stalling. But once at the top, I observed the sailboats sitting in the harbor--from a distance, simple white triangles on a blue backdrop, with a lighter blue above for contrast. From there I made my way passed San Francisco (intending to go there the next day), and on to Palo Alto, where I would spend the night.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><i>--San Francisco has its own post--</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;">After San Francisco, there was a drastic change in the climate and suddently it was Sacramento for the night. I had intended to take pictures of Sacramento in the morning, but it had slipped my mind--off I rolled to Truckee, and from there Nevada. After blistering Nevada it was back to equally blistering California, where I got on the interstate at Stockton and drove south to Fresno, passing through town after town no differently than Jack and Neal had done in <i>On the Road </i>(almost like I had planned this trip with that in mind...) </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;">I didn't stay longer than a night in Fresno, but t hat was enough; I was itching to get head South and on to mythic LA, etc. On my way south through all the nondescript highway towns, Tehachapi was the only one that stuck out for me. I have a feeling the windmills had something to do with it; their numbers can only be described as comically obscene. It was like someone planted hundreds of them in an attempt to make the mountains take flight. It was a welcome scene after the hot monotony of the afternoon rolling through central California.</span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-66364945648296947412009-07-17T17:56:00.002-04:002009-07-29T02:06:03.443-04:00Oregon - Portland<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IbIKdv_qM7krR3DKo5ZW9qwXw5N7nuteLAKiqCluVPkE_nqBYkkhxiMcFYzBbrGZt5_utw6AlyE1AeB1MYBGaMqRWf3pPYN2YwyU4YKLZEOl-QbM_0nOAjDyi9s_IoNivp252QqxhBY/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5IbIKdv_qM7krR3DKo5ZW9qwXw5N7nuteLAKiqCluVPkE_nqBYkkhxiMcFYzBbrGZt5_utw6AlyE1AeB1MYBGaMqRWf3pPYN2YwyU4YKLZEOl-QbM_0nOAjDyi9s_IoNivp252QqxhBY/s400/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362846855521397954" style="cursor: pointer; 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I had met up with a friend from back home who was also traveling across America. I would have gladly spent days in that wonderful, friendly, eclectic city, but that wasn't possible at the time. Though traffic is abysmal given how small Portland really is, it's something that I would happily deal with if I ever find myself in that area for any extended period of time again (and I hope I do). The important thing in Oregon was that it was the second time for me--the first being South Dakota--that traveling had transcended the act of physically moving.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Oregon was gorgeous, thanks to the abundant scenery offered up via the Pacific coastal highway. The high frequency of summer vacation bullshit towns I had to crawl through repeatedly at 25 miles per hour on my way south on highway 101 was wearing on me tremendously, but just as I was getting fed up with my route, I was blessed with views captured in the pictures above; big rolling sheets of fog slid over impossible blueness, rubbing right up against the cliffs and windswept trees like a tattered cotton blanket being pulled up over the coast by an invisible hand. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">These big lonely beautiful views rolled by for hours, and heat didn't exist in Oregon when I was driving; I rolled down my windows and didn't give a damn when the cold damp fog wisped into my car as I was driving too fast through the cliffside parts of the road. My vehicle was no longer a car, but simply a container designed to capture the sea-born fog. I was moving in the sense that the wheels were spinning, but I felt stationary and timeless; no place to be except where the clouds were. I drove over two hundred miles without ever feeling like I left the first perfect vision of the coast, and yet I knew every other such instance of visual wholeness just as intimately; it all blended together into one dramatic landscape, the consummation of all the flawless little parts being perfection.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">When the timing was right, I found access to a beach and pulled off alongside the ocean to watch the sunset. The wild fragments of clouds made the horizon one massive continuous piece of stained glass, some sort of cathedral window filtering all the light coming in millions of miles away. There are churches, temples, and mosques that can't attain that kind of divinity no matter how much money they have or how blessed the grounds are. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">So I sat on an immense piece of wet driftwood--a tree, actually, one warped and twisted from maybe centuries of incoming tides, a tree that looked like it had grown from the ground sideways and protruded into the dune behind it for god knows how far, like the beach had formed around it--and that's all. I sat.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;">A perfect moment of golden silence, a silence I've been yearning for but could only find then and there at the end of the continent and under those conditions. I thought about nothing and did nothing for fifteen quiet holy minutes as the sun went down. It was worth everything.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFN05aGHNgynK2hhMgJzwOoQSvDjqT8DgBBXVaubeM0pAD1Wa7Ch_IVGEs3L4EVH_Ak20gzv631jx5xZhbcqL_OoigK846u9EV6O4tsg0o1mXLhSVzqoB-zICiB1WI6nlCjLSOh27asjQ/s1600-h/IMG_1023.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFN05aGHNgynK2hhMgJzwOoQSvDjqT8DgBBXVaubeM0pAD1Wa7Ch_IVGEs3L4EVH_Ak20gzv631jx5xZhbcqL_OoigK846u9EV6O4tsg0o1mXLhSVzqoB-zICiB1WI6nlCjLSOh27asjQ/s400/IMG_1023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362856217527724386" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpoOSLcD-usS8_-pt4WvDBTsWCiq4K4SwLnDxmGIDXT1m135YamWMmmp7GeejQ0Mko-SWhYq8B7HaKDKmEBV-VvU69MaFAPlX_dF6fjvv4sawBBD-aMeY0pj_vBymPn-SJB0PUOHgGQM/s1600-h/WA4.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggpoOSLcD-usS8_-pt4WvDBTsWCiq4K4SwLnDxmGIDXT1m135YamWMmmp7GeejQ0Mko-SWhYq8B7HaKDKmEBV-VvU69MaFAPlX_dF6fjvv4sawBBD-aMeY0pj_vBymPn-SJB0PUOHgGQM/s400/WA4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361816369785005346" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuJqquFesEZiZlm5m7qYS-JanjXGLr8PgMAgzg0odO4LPt7heMwkue1D8ZFDl_cK1DsR0mS6WwmFP2LyUOHPlQuL0PUKetDmZtfYZLAaHjotJNuZZWzWOPuvpVCOpvxDJT9msTKiG3d6w/s1600-h/WA3.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIlc0Pz4bPUquCRFY2os-0utBt8YqhDy7BG3jqiQFEtx9p9WGUzfyZ3toeNAVp1LAf3SR6qhCRcmvkfpOPcUOUcfwA28wyCWu0VmYYYfzGDeNiXlx-ACt_lMbyYdb22UJhl4SsSpM4ZA/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361796848983717506" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I was surprised upon entering Washington, as the land was a hot, barren, flat stretch of land with dust devils and not much to offer scenery-wise as I was heading west through probably the first third of the state. I bypassed Spokane and rolled straight into the increasingly interesting vistas of the Columbia river, then over the looming Cascades as I approached Seattle to meet my cousin. I would spend the next week in Gig Harbor, Tacoma, Seattle, and the surrounding areas.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">My cousin gave me an anti-tourist tour of the city, which was exactly the experience I had hoped for. Not much of the city was left unexplored, and I soaked up parts of the city I never would have thought to consider. Good food, diversity, and the general progressive attitude of Seattle led me to form an excellent opinion of the city by the end of the day.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The following day we hiked several miles up near Mount Rainier, on a trail that brought us through the forest, over rock and boulder fields that extended as far up and down the mountain as you could see (with concrete-colored water flowing in a white rush through some areas), and ultimately to a minor waterfall further up the mountain. Where the small river flows in a rapid after the fall, it snakes a bit around an outcropping of rock where you can stand and overlook the rush of water as it comes straight at you, then turns sharply twenty feet below. You can feel the drastic temperature change as you enjoy the cold mountain water mist--bliss on a hot day like that one. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I spent a good portion of the following days enjoying the company of transplanted-from-the-east family and the ubiquitous cafes that seem to make up all of Washington. I had found a productive atmosphere in which to work for the first time since Utah, but after a few days of Washington--as well as a day-trip to Portland, Oregon--I was beginning to feel the urge to move on and continue. I hadn't exactly planned the west coast leg of my trip as much as I had liked, and therefore this promised to be the most spur-of-the-moment portion of my journey.</span></span></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-48189524569486642009-07-08T17:55:00.002-04:002009-07-16T03:07:02.877-04:00Montana - Missoula<div><!--StartFragment--><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“‘Montana’s my home now—Missoula. You come up there sometime and see God’s country’” (17).</span></span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyrHWaLtUtWKu9UYdjfcNzBkCcDmYR2EXc5Dx5P6iJHT0zIhEFT9ZlKhIOBmOVgaRT2u29YgOFB52o0dRz7CtQ9sX8PpepGHSCKYI9iwl7aSnbo6pfSlXzCAWhEW6UMELcDvpQy_ERR7Y/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyrHWaLtUtWKu9UYdjfcNzBkCcDmYR2EXc5Dx5P6iJHT0zIhEFT9ZlKhIOBmOVgaRT2u29YgOFB52o0dRz7CtQ9sX8PpepGHSCKYI9iwl7aSnbo6pfSlXzCAWhEW6UMELcDvpQy_ERR7Y/s400/IMG_0940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358940187332907442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGJPpKlujii2VK4OaSMtwq2STKDMDS3L44g_jv6KoTx3kM_RCWbuW1vZ0x1UnORMygRApKA1pmkGVcDHAPyxsh-WAigEn8b0qPqWKCeP7SAG_2F65Czc3YoIbWBWzwq39nZQD3n8Ym2QI/s1600-h/IMG_0939.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGJPpKlujii2VK4OaSMtwq2STKDMDS3L44g_jv6KoTx3kM_RCWbuW1vZ0x1UnORMygRApKA1pmkGVcDHAPyxsh-WAigEn8b0qPqWKCeP7SAG_2F65Czc3YoIbWBWzwq39nZQD3n8Ym2QI/s400/IMG_0939.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358940184228818338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBPJXDe_4beOWhgm-s1z5xOFiq-iChEZVJGyBBjvRBNI1emSzaRiY1nVcXrmC-LZHvt-jKNT1XcXB_nSbcFbfOoHzeNQyzaXIcSBv9oXgAKd7Bc_lBlg4QVCm3BNoSjps6E6cEK78jtI/s1600-h/IMG_0948.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOBPJXDe_4beOWhgm-s1z5xOFiq-iChEZVJGyBBjvRBNI1emSzaRiY1nVcXrmC-LZHvt-jKNT1XcXB_nSbcFbfOoHzeNQyzaXIcSBv9oXgAKd7Bc_lBlg4QVCm3BNoSjps6E6cEK78jtI/s400/IMG_0948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358940464982703602" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibb1I53RM66tLSFUCKGf-MrDaoGIQK8SsPa097DwDD9z-qeC6CezfknyM86wuYgvgj2onbyrS0HrgzbTX9SOgNQJ7n_ro4-sy5MYXq_ZDXZzO7Sc72FkugsfDOeZ-9Rz3Io-6FHxozOU/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"></a></span></span><!--StartFragment--><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"... I took a walk down by the Mississippi River and watched the logs that came floating from Montana in the north—grand Odyssean logs of our continental dream….The bus roared through Indiana cornfields that night; the moon illuminated the ghostly gathered husks; it was almost Halloween. I made the acquaintance of a girl and we necked all the way to Indianapolis.” (95)</span></span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiIV-gfVMsCwv6KBB2Xn-VwZbU1-0PijHpLLQA77JMFDrNPB4ygb-rkharJJX4wfPK1zXt6TpvD_XoaotMgIzpM4oj8c3LF5Y2D7sWIvsxATQ0fMnwnwIEt5CtT5B0GHXS2Wi86V47Pb0/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiIV-gfVMsCwv6KBB2Xn-VwZbU1-0PijHpLLQA77JMFDrNPB4ygb-rkharJJX4wfPK1zXt6TpvD_XoaotMgIzpM4oj8c3LF5Y2D7sWIvsxATQ0fMnwnwIEt5CtT5B0GHXS2Wi86V47Pb0/s400/IMG_0941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358940197068386098" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Kerouac didn't go as far north as Montana in </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">On the Road</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">, but I was curious to see how beautiful the state is--and it is beautiful. In the East when I've heard something about Montana it was typically derogatory or a reference to how 'nowhere' it is. I can understand dismissing it as a conservative state, but if anyone ever tells you it's a waste of space or something similar, then all I can say is that they are, frankly, full of shit. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I arrived in Missoula late at night and noticed a chill in the air, which I welcomed after the afternoon heat of Utah and Idaho. I came to the home of an awesome individual who offered a place for me to stay before I headed west over to Seattle. The next day I spent a few hours digging Missoula in all its eclectic and surprisingly hip glory, diversity and culture which the city can probably thank the University of Montana for. Friendly people, a busy yet uncrowded city, and a cool summer day gave me a phenomenal impression of the city and of Montana as a whole. I continued west on 90 and stopped at a massive used bookstore in some mountain town, but left with nothing save good pictures. I enjoyed my brief time in rugged Montana, and I understand why some people like "cowboy" in </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">On the Road</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> can consider it God's country.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-8193956481798264932009-07-05T03:17:00.015-04:002009-07-16T01:59:02.601-04:00Utah - Park City, Salt Lake City, Arches, Moab<div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"... and at dusk were in the Salt Lake flats with the lights of Salt Lake City infinitesimally glimmering almost a hundred miles across the mirage of the flats, twice showing, above and below the curve of the earth, one clear, one dim” (199).</span></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NQs4NQqYSNtAhd1McyPnlovKQoXLGiQ_B-mGGZgSJiUs8SHekuWoa6LJEAzqAHp-WfK9Ny44YSjjLEYhh3izC0ndY8djJgvtMH0iTzA6P3bVGDD_qT-95wtOoRUAD9iTSNinWVOlfVk/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NQs4NQqYSNtAhd1McyPnlovKQoXLGiQ_B-mGGZgSJiUs8SHekuWoa6LJEAzqAHp-WfK9Ny44YSjjLEYhh3izC0ndY8djJgvtMH0iTzA6P3bVGDD_qT-95wtOoRUAD9iTSNinWVOlfVk/s400/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358396551418397906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“I sat back and enjoyed nightfall on the desert and waited for poorchild Angel Dean to wake up again. We were on a hill overlooking Salt Lake City’s neat patterns of light and he opened his eyes to the place in this spectral world where he was born, unnamed and bedraggled, years ago” (199).</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"... arriving at Salt Lake City at dawn—a city of sprinklers, the least likely place for Dean to have been born ..." (54). </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPe9XOlp_TIm9JPjba4tPckNY7W0_pANF9eb9ZjlQ6KcK1cWdtp-p5fTjJsCrX7Q0cRTbkuYNHbGustiuZk0ExZAuqImxzafYqAv1U3bu8snVFQmjEHxpi5N_Du7IYnUFPZNedBicum4/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbPe9XOlp_TIm9JPjba4tPckNY7W0_pANF9eb9ZjlQ6KcK1cWdtp-p5fTjJsCrX7Q0cRTbkuYNHbGustiuZk0ExZAuqImxzafYqAv1U3bu8snVFQmjEHxpi5N_Du7IYnUFPZNedBicum4/s400/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358396542930530594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"As we crossed the Colorado-Utah border I saw God in the sky in the form of huge gold sunburning clouds above the desert that seemed to point a finger at me and say, ‘Pass here and go on, you’re on the road to heaven.’” (171)</span></span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglvFyLa3jwpmdSWqGOWbxqM88ZK-8nShl7ZmTzXPkFRAF0TXwQ0oyePWljyzw7KlgK-BeMSpiQ1nRnp2CXTM1Wa7WiFFI4cFeZwc0IEwa5XmL2hxot4vJByzp4R1jjdbN676vdrM6u6Po/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglvFyLa3jwpmdSWqGOWbxqM88ZK-8nShl7ZmTzXPkFRAF0TXwQ0oyePWljyzw7KlgK-BeMSpiQ1nRnp2CXTM1Wa7WiFFI4cFeZwc0IEwa5XmL2hxot4vJByzp4R1jjdbN676vdrM6u6Po/s400/IMG_0921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358397582490861970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span><!--StartFragment--><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“We had spent almost the entire night crawling cautiously over Strawberry Pass in Utah …” (200).</span></span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguD9HiURAI8rIAKrusnlWYQImFKnJr3PpQvb4oflbxKoWDMSKM2nK8Ih5eNHJQBRIgQJzYRkimrELRfggEgsdVwOOL3H8Ps1SA54At_OuaTL52rhe-8qh6Zhhux8iP6zOMHmk7WggC75s/s1600-h/IMG_0934.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguD9HiURAI8rIAKrusnlWYQImFKnJr3PpQvb4oflbxKoWDMSKM2nK8Ih5eNHJQBRIgQJzYRkimrELRfggEgsdVwOOL3H8Ps1SA54At_OuaTL52rhe-8qh6Zhhux8iP6zOMHmk7WggC75s/s400/IMG_0934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358398419686538114" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Utah was another hard time on this trip--at least the beginning of the state was. My car had a problem, but I'll skip the details and say that I was in the middle of nowhere when I had some trouble--or what I thought was trouble, but turned out to be nothing, despite the dramatic alarmism I received when I called mechanics asking what might be wrong. I called triple-A and was towed over 130 miles to Park City, Utah, where I had a place lined up to stay. This was late saturday night, however, and the people I was going to stay with weren't going to be around until Sunday night sometime, thus I had a day to spend on my own, without transportation. He dropped me off in an inconspicuous section of a walmart parking lot, where I would spend my Sunday. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I thought that after my ordeal in Indiana, I could deal with anything. So I found a way to spend my time, drifting from big-chain retailer to retailer, loitering in various cafes, and constantly walking around the concrete purgatory I found myself in as the surprisingly benign Utah sun pulsed in the cloudless sky. The elevation was probably the reason why I didn't worry about the heat. I even tried (briefly) hitchhiking to Salt Lake City, then I realized I'd have to get a ride back and wasn't sure how likely it was for me to find one when I needed to, given my luck in the state so far. After fifteen minutes nobody picked me up anyway, (I remembered the hitchhiker I regrettably passed by in Nebraska, and I thought of Kerouac saying, "there's your karma, ripe as peaches") so I continued to while away my time--it was strangely relaxing to stay so stationary after previously driving over 1300 miles the day before. A day ago, I had passed through Colorado (twice), New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, and Wyoming, and now I'm spending more time in a parking lot in Utah than I've spent driving through five states. And I thought, "finally, something funny." </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">But the people I had planned on staying with were sympathetic to my situation and picked me up as soon as they got home; they were an extremely hospitable couple, with a pair of hyper-obedient dogs (one that was the spitting image of the coyote I nearly hit in South Dakota), and I slept like the exhausted traveler turned parking-lot-wanderer I was. The next morning I took my car to a garage and spent the day walking around downtown Park City--aka the "playground of the rich"--while my engine was getting flushed and checked for potential problems. The results were positive, and my car was good to go on (and now I know it has a bottomless appetite for the expensive synthetic oil I've been treating it to). But I stayed in Park City for a few days, joining my hosts as they went to their gratuitously rich friend's house for dinner; a four-million dollar mansion in the heart of Utah's ski country, and I couldn't help thinking that this time last week I was sleeping on the floor of a one-room apartment in Rapid City, South Dakota. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The next day I took a hike in the moab and visited Arches national park. The moab wasn't the sandy wasteland I had anticipated when I thought of the word "desert"--it was a scrubby, high plain soaked in a blood-red landscape thanks to the ubiquitous rusty rocks. Arches park was also a uniquely natural experience, as the hike I took there was more arduous and hotter than I had expected (I severely underestimated the trail, thinking that a trail already laid-out couldn't be that difficult). I did a little climbing in order to get the picture I took of Delicate Arch, and as I was standing up there I noticed the wind was relentless and had been for a while, though I didn't really notice until I was high up with nothing else around me and nowhere to go but down. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The next day I left my hospitable, good-natured hosts and continued on my way, passing through Salt Lake City briefly (just long enough to take the above pictures of the city, actually), then it was up through Idaho and on to Missoula, Montana. One more word on Utah, however; I got the sense that government--particularly the police--are more present here than in any state I've been to. I've heard numerous stories being recounted, both by the people I've stayed with as well as strangers I've chatted with, about the confiscation of alcohol purchased out of state (Utah's alcohol laws are infamously </span></span><a href="http://www.alcbev.state.ut.us/Liquor_Laws/liquor_laws_affecting_visitors.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">strict and backward)</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">, as well as the unbending will of the highway patrol; I was advised not to speed on my way to and through the moab, else I'd be subjected to fines that would cripple my bank account--advice which I followed. Earlier in the week I had purchased two six packs and a bottle of red wine, and my bill came out to $37--double what it would have been in most other states. So I got the sense that big brother is too present in Utah, and aside from that it's a "red" state anyway. However, there are exceptions to the "red" state mentality, as I was fortunate enough to experience in a place I might have otherwise driven through immediately had I not had car trouble.</span></span></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-32102687233521032122009-07-04T03:19:00.007-04:002009-07-16T01:46:01.550-04:00Wyoming - Cheyenne, Laramie, Creston<div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“As the truck reached the outskirts of Cheyenne, we saw the high red lights of the local radio station, and suddenly we were bucking through a great crowd of people that poured along both sidewalks….farther down were the long stringy boulevard lights of new downtown Cheyenne, but the celebration was focusing on Oldtown. Blank guns went off. The saloons were crowded to the sidewalk. I was amazed, and at the same time I felt it was ridiculous: in my first shot at the West I was seeing to what absurd devices it had fallen to keep its proud tradition.” (28)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTVMaA-1_1AHBWDwW643yNz0hzbRAYWdPDBxX8E9_ArOeJ9wqdPOdwdsdQAKBjWDhluBRa9Ic9ckDmXcRuepBjEksFTV2WPU5K_gOEZVfle8XtsuCo_muNrb_syFum0xqlblX7Rs8VsNE/s1600-h/IMG_0894.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTVMaA-1_1AHBWDwW643yNz0hzbRAYWdPDBxX8E9_ArOeJ9wqdPOdwdsdQAKBjWDhluBRa9Ic9ckDmXcRuepBjEksFTV2WPU5K_gOEZVfle8XtsuCo_muNrb_syFum0xqlblX7Rs8VsNE/s400/IMG_0894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358214403362540258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><!--StartFragment--><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“Cheyenne again, in the afternoon this time, and then west over the range; crossing the Divide at midnight at Creston..." (54).</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span></p><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ZvZLGIWdRgPaoFRJs363f8sLzZK66bBAwvRi7lm3Ao1be0XNyvBjt6VEZCuSXYqfmsjU_tRaPdAdEU0mQR7O_YBkanBhdr3YeHkTVzHLDwKecH5cVRkHCY9Ixccsn7rTQ3m15KZHnDQ/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ZvZLGIWdRgPaoFRJs363f8sLzZK66bBAwvRi7lm3Ao1be0XNyvBjt6VEZCuSXYqfmsjU_tRaPdAdEU0mQR7O_YBkanBhdr3YeHkTVzHLDwKecH5cVRkHCY9Ixccsn7rTQ3m15KZHnDQ/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358214394352119058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Cheyenne)</span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiACv-0baqRBiLLjxplB7w0QBzayUULbuvNPdHRRScrFj8WlzM3Njxg_BFYLPKmggZtQeXBUZq29FJo1zcg54du-zZAReuB0B6HvK28dIdz3ZrKgCfKy2jptmkYDbCCxZdcJP94tqArlU/s1600-h/Creston.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiACv-0baqRBiLLjxplB7w0QBzayUULbuvNPdHRRScrFj8WlzM3Njxg_BFYLPKmggZtQeXBUZq29FJo1zcg54du-zZAReuB0B6HvK28dIdz3ZrKgCfKy2jptmkYDbCCxZdcJP94tqArlU/s400/Creston.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358399652966623042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Outside of Creston somewhere--I never did find the town...)</span></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> </span></span><!--StartFragment--></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“There were riotous days in the past when they had stumbled around the streets of Laramie, Wyoming, arm-in-arm when the haying was over, but all this was dead and gone” (217).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7znJzfFkRhJKfZU2dnQQ-nOtMKYaPbo84eXpEorCYJ6BwtzNbbuFs1igjaGgVG7fl7fp2mozu1oA84Ut58V0eeN65Q-7IUCFr_dWyk7o2bSiKoT7oRkx_ljMRC33ApfTfa405Yf1id0U/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7znJzfFkRhJKfZU2dnQQ-nOtMKYaPbo84eXpEorCYJ6BwtzNbbuFs1igjaGgVG7fl7fp2mozu1oA84Ut58V0eeN65Q-7IUCFr_dWyk7o2bSiKoT7oRkx_ljMRC33ApfTfa405Yf1id0U/s400/IMG_0899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358214744441347490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSKTL_mUrMwWpXAfMQVDI1ikZ18aj839BlDtD1MlCCj77CvXg8kGFphXAuyS7vjJNRXX4qAKEZFYw6mH218mU4FxLR5gtTMFPbatQ1Jn3G-Vq979YE-B13YU7KURQ0vj9uwWBiAR1CVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUSKTL_mUrMwWpXAfMQVDI1ikZ18aj839BlDtD1MlCCj77CvXg8kGFphXAuyS7vjJNRXX4qAKEZFYw6mH218mU4FxLR5gtTMFPbatQ1Jn3G-Vq979YE-B13YU7KURQ0vj9uwWBiAR1CVQ/s400/IMG_0898.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358214739885257218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><!--StartFragment--><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“The stars seemed to get brighter the more we climbed the High Plains. We were in Wyoming now. Flat on my back, I stared straight up at the magnificent firmament, glorying in the time I was making, in how far I had come from sad Bear Mountain after all, and tingling with kicks at the thought of what lay ahead of me in Denver—whatever, whatever it would be.” (27)</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg__LHG-9yg9o2eP1A8ebB_RDKOrODr2knn3MA5QiA9CzTxo7iw5GcR8jh3iKEuc_2xatSRYtraPsAaRcj9tcq7OoUoy7iWEWmYbTaoi8wYGUj-y_oumV4p6pZkm_ACxqYEyNC52K1pHyA/s1600-h/WY1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg__LHG-9yg9o2eP1A8ebB_RDKOrODr2knn3MA5QiA9CzTxo7iw5GcR8jh3iKEuc_2xatSRYtraPsAaRcj9tcq7OoUoy7iWEWmYbTaoi8wYGUj-y_oumV4p6pZkm_ACxqYEyNC52K1pHyA/s400/WY1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358399659491796562" style="cursor: pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq2HPFfqzI-bgLA8HqXFjcPyrFfs0dayhD7R9bL-9UMFKsGD9OnlLzPOKltg1COxDNj-yjjga8NDbsAB9eJ8ZE6U68yFPzKNbcBt4AeLRqBGGCXWMwTrxPeFmfL6Ra77Gn4NbSDph6Z2o/s400/IMG_0892.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358214387266872770" /></span></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjims2a_lNMMdhriB67H33-GWvLhFymyAfZeLAMXCL6BgPYYvn4DNdCQFElbcXQjqvGyaVS0DBH0AtNLhCsdqgHG0kEDmenqD6IAvv848MAahum46yEUSxuKeMtJnBJtaUrMJYePdUo1ZU/s1600-h/WYsnow.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjims2a_lNMMdhriB67H33-GWvLhFymyAfZeLAMXCL6BgPYYvn4DNdCQFElbcXQjqvGyaVS0DBH0AtNLhCsdqgHG0kEDmenqD6IAvv848MAahum46yEUSxuKeMtJnBJtaUrMJYePdUo1ZU/s400/WYsnow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358401594807747922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(It snowed on the Fourth of July)</span></span></p></div><div><div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZKiTd6q-ZNq9XXjnxcKUvmrzrn6ycBvcLSkqzfetG8c1irdUhrYx-dtMXJi0H8H4Pb1SEC4VbWxMLiw2cUrl3e4inrCs5TkW5MxVDTknGFUFLCEQ7Fc7IsdDDGC2Al8qSXX28Ta3l4I/s1600-h/WY3.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAZKiTd6q-ZNq9XXjnxcKUvmrzrn6ycBvcLSkqzfetG8c1irdUhrYx-dtMXJi0H8H4Pb1SEC4VbWxMLiw2cUrl3e4inrCs5TkW5MxVDTknGFUFLCEQ7Fc7IsdDDGC2Al8qSXX28Ta3l4I/s400/WY3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358399665353459986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Wyoming was wonderful to drive through. The cities of Cheyenne and Laramie were typical mid-western/western cities that I've been experiencing, so nothing remarkable there. What was important was the landscape; there was no sense of monotony when I was rolling past numerous mountains and ranges. Perhaps that's due to the fact that it's in fact a landscape I'm not used to seeing, but most likely it's because it's all beautiful and engaging in a way that wide-open spaces curiously are. Great big emptiness surrounds you on all sides and gives you the sense that every spatial dimension is dynamic every fifty or so miles down the road; where 80 west would climb over continental divides, you can look to your right and notice the hill (bigger than a hill--more like a gentle mountain with big slow curves) you're driving on top of has a long, green, seemingly endlessly descending slope that levels out hundreds (maybe a thousand) feet below into a flat plain that stretches for a distance that can't be determined because you've lost all perspective in the immensity of the land. It's slightly disorienting how wide open Wyoming is. There was a big storm that's been hanging around that part of the country since I drove out of Denver earlier in the day, but in Wyoming I seemed to be driving into the worst of it--not any more dangerous than your typical severe thunderstorm, but unique in the fact that it brought snow in the higher elevations. This was an awesome experience--to see, feel, and smell clean, white, mountain-born snow in the middle of the day on the Fourth of July. Keep your "oohs" and "aaaahs" for fireworks--this was something I'm not used to as an easterner, and I enjoyed it infinitely more than any annual summer tradition. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">The storm passed over (or I passed under it), and the rest of the trip up to the edge of the state was cool, sunny, and immaculate. I get Wyoming. </span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-52097809811652356102009-07-02T15:39:00.003-04:002009-07-14T14:55:45.209-04:00Colorado - Sterling, Greeley, Longmont, The Rockies, Denver, Central City, Castle Rock, Colorado Springs, Walsenburg, Trinidad, Pueblo<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I went outside. And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, far off, the great snowy tops of the Rocky Mountains. I took a deep breath. I had to get to Denver at once” (31).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJDDD-ku6zCHlEVFQ0yUhoaGRVfGxqI5mcij3OKs3nPPI2MECpuyW06efwtsNT2qd_BhA1kRA0ep3FXRbEI56I2rAbbhfMQ21qKIwrHFur7tL7dkna0_rnY7cR-ddzdtlAcIqLGANtIs/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJDDD-ku6zCHlEVFQ0yUhoaGRVfGxqI5mcij3OKs3nPPI2MECpuyW06efwtsNT2qd_BhA1kRA0ep3FXRbEI56I2rAbbhfMQ21qKIwrHFur7tL7dkna0_rnY7cR-ddzdtlAcIqLGANtIs/s400/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355459999304420050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“… he let me off at Longmont, Colorado….It was beautiful in Longmont under a tremendous old tree was a bed of green lawn-grass belonging to a gas station. I asked the attendant if I could sleep there, and he said sure; so I stretched out a wool shirt, laid my face flat on it, with an elbow out, and with one eye cocked at the snowy Rockies in the hot sun for just a moment….And here I am in Colorado! I kept thinking gleefully. Damn! damn! damn! I’m making it! And after a refreshing sleep filled with cobwebby dreams of my past life in the East …” (31).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh14r2e0U4p1nsG9YEf7AK02v5-j8DetL9lDVUxPiIXWrJ3tyuG1ohckNCwgbJNMLl6QWSNPt7sbprswXebv-pbjuPuiMOV19SanFyD2w-PCiGXcx9Ir7zzJbsudxtqSpd7C0a-2Coh_v0/s1600-h/IMG_0807.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh14r2e0U4p1nsG9YEf7AK02v5-j8DetL9lDVUxPiIXWrJ3tyuG1ohckNCwgbJNMLl6QWSNPt7sbprswXebv-pbjuPuiMOV19SanFyD2w-PCiGXcx9Ir7zzJbsudxtqSpd7C0a-2Coh_v0/s400/IMG_0807.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358076270413317474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“… and here I was in Denver. He let me off at Larimer Street. I stumbled along with the most wicked grin of joy in the world, among the old bums and beat cowboys of Larimer Street” (32).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTh8g0BZCq1I6PWd6mjclhnaqykxtsmE7AlBbc_KEnODfAs23McO9xosdJPEa-VWn8Bxzmra0gklBN_EGegq8Df_RgSZfZ52dkMTsH-OuJuA-mdydipxyFkhOgoK_UezEQCNCgf7_fqZc/s1600-h/IMG_0815.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTh8g0BZCq1I6PWd6mjclhnaqykxtsmE7AlBbc_KEnODfAs23McO9xosdJPEa-VWn8Bxzmra0gklBN_EGegq8Df_RgSZfZ52dkMTsH-OuJuA-mdydipxyFkhOgoK_UezEQCNCgf7_fqZc/s400/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358077191591646754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Off we rushed into the night; Carlo joined us in an alley. And we proceeded down the narrowest, strangest, and most crooked little city street I’ve ever seen, deep in the in heart of Denver Mexican-town” (39).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinfDJT_s_NTGHG16_E-gjcA5coYkdzeq-EU-l0E3VHXMe-TXwcJcGntFXFFynTo2c-S2mqC6Azu8AH6JNPwe8xvQ9cw8zcMxJeJARCh-HPDWqBirZrah8s-oc1ArgWO5FHbt1CEJuD-G4/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinfDJT_s_NTGHG16_E-gjcA5coYkdzeq-EU-l0E3VHXMe-TXwcJcGntFXFFynTo2c-S2mqC6Azu8AH6JNPwe8xvQ9cw8zcMxJeJARCh-HPDWqBirZrah8s-oc1ArgWO5FHbt1CEJuD-G4/s400/IMG_0824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358077209844439186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Carlo’s basement apartment was on Grant Street in an old redbrick rooming house near a church” (42).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5pKbEpcSBDL7gphYPAdDfcTYHcg-6gkrf9qvB-IMs9Zdoa2VTmLcBpnMeXbV5HTXsn5B4FVe3yzLP32Worrieq0_4kjDlqQSyFQ37gxG-2zda5QWy7Dchf84cfIhBFqdIk07ZJT4kq_g/s1600-h/IMG_0809.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5pKbEpcSBDL7gphYPAdDfcTYHcg-6gkrf9qvB-IMs9Zdoa2VTmLcBpnMeXbV5HTXsn5B4FVe3yzLP32Worrieq0_4kjDlqQSyFQ37gxG-2zda5QWy7Dchf84cfIhBFqdIk07ZJT4kq_g/s400/IMG_0809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358076274503609490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“… on the corner of Curtis and 15</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> [Denver]. I walked around the sad honkytonks of Curtis Street; young kids in jeans and red shirts; peanut shells, movie marquees, shooting parlors. Beyond the glittering street was darkness, and beyond the darkness the West. I had to go” (52).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1wIaxStl9Q0rou4TXMQ0CCSdIXkN6FK0sxAoP_JohXcmqyzT1h2YW6pneXhvB6F1AkNhvQnbhhaHjUu9qcjpi1SlFE1b0tzLn0JdGNecRG7j5ChpAlH_8b6IyYO0CQ94cpoCF7qsy1SU/s1600-h/IMG_0817.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1wIaxStl9Q0rou4TXMQ0CCSdIXkN6FK0sxAoP_JohXcmqyzT1h2YW6pneXhvB6F1AkNhvQnbhhaHjUu9qcjpi1SlFE1b0tzLn0JdGNecRG7j5ChpAlH_8b6IyYO0CQ94cpoCF7qsy1SU/s400/IMG_0817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358077203053057522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><!--StartFragment--> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I wandered around Curtis Street and Larimer Street, worked awhile in the wholesale fruit market where I almost got hired in 1947 …” (169).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_qCbtOWZyAg6Elmaq_9R7uuX-TOdcJivLX0sYdmIuDK2H7FeiLIYLskT9FaAD5bMvjkaYZeptfpqjXF6QTXGEMcJk638kBKuwS8MoUOFlra9tDHBgPggFD5uYRtP8JTEgiLom6O5CiM/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_qCbtOWZyAg6Elmaq_9R7uuX-TOdcJivLX0sYdmIuDK2H7FeiLIYLskT9FaAD5bMvjkaYZeptfpqjXF6QTXGEMcJk638kBKuwS8MoUOFlra9tDHBgPggFD5uYRtP8JTEgiLom6O5CiM/s400/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358076289625050978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(not Curtis and Larimer, but still Denver)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching among the lights of 27</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and Welton” (169).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQkqb7JLLwMVlJKwyUJiG0lE1_w8-6YytprtT3UoCRycHVSV4fSxSLXRRiESt9JjEFwmyq8wtChnW2vg8sTi4nnT-cD7nNIA17mKgRgNFHE_F4Gulan4m99mcJwLG8FeZTpnabS-BORQ/s1600-h/IMG_0812.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQkqb7JLLwMVlJKwyUJiG0lE1_w8-6YytprtT3UoCRycHVSV4fSxSLXRRiESt9JjEFwmyq8wtChnW2vg8sTi4nnT-cD7nNIA17mKgRgNFHE_F4Gulan4m99mcJwLG8FeZTpnabS-BORQ/s400/IMG_0812.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358076281698011874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><!--StartFragment--> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“It was with a great deal of silly relief that these people let us off the car at the corner of 27</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and Federal. Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life” (200).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3viZIDKEoYdjolRE2LAEH_Dmnoy8aKOS8cdU2GUvYB672I_WyfWZJA-l7EQx1kKM8vpwhaXS4WriNtw1aut00D1BiqiO3Ixj4c2h2LQELgTOdqu7zVGp3HzAnNtBaooUiz69Sh-Wp2os/s1600-h/IMG_0823.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3viZIDKEoYdjolRE2LAEH_Dmnoy8aKOS8cdU2GUvYB672I_WyfWZJA-l7EQx1kKM8vpwhaXS4WriNtw1aut00D1BiqiO3Ixj4c2h2LQELgTOdqu7zVGp3HzAnNtBaooUiz69Sh-Wp2os/s400/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358077203445695698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br />“At night all the lights of Denver lay like a great wheel on the plain below, for the house was in that part of the West where the mountains roll down foothilling to the plain and where in primeval times soft waves must have washed from sealike Mississippi to make such round and perfect stools for the island-peaks like Pike and Longs” (203).</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“The cousin dropped us off at the sad lights of a carnival on Alameda Boulevard at Federal” (205).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiNF3VJ4zpLZhvNQX1xU7bGdNICv-2wYRFuLOslrLQOmiafu5WUGx5VZZvrhCgPHR1ALLBY7NpMsjnqraf6n2LF1jsALDNe2dqF6ddXk73xO85AHUo6ArIEoAI4gniLRngqsf6SYjQjyg/s1600-h/IMG_0826.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiNF3VJ4zpLZhvNQX1xU7bGdNICv-2wYRFuLOslrLQOmiafu5WUGx5VZZvrhCgPHR1ALLBY7NpMsjnqraf6n2LF1jsALDNe2dqF6ddXk73xO85AHUo6ArIEoAI4gniLRngqsf6SYjQjyg/s400/IMG_0826.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358080221763975378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Alameda Ave)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“We went to Mexican town, we went to Five Points, we reeled around” (252).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijklxJTdXMnaaeHHnCs5GsmbFCWVT2PSli4KIVujpE3fWceKa3eRepMXBxbPNOGW8_9yfNcYZH_ITWZPbKkbmfW47_83sNvWJ7SL28OTzHJ_EcDLd07fUw5V4unndo-uQDRBiZIyOJS5s/s1600-h/IMG_0814.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijklxJTdXMnaaeHHnCs5GsmbFCWVT2PSli4KIVujpE3fWceKa3eRepMXBxbPNOGW8_9yfNcYZH_ITWZPbKkbmfW47_83sNvWJ7SL28OTzHJ_EcDLd07fUw5V4unndo-uQDRBiZIyOJS5s/s400/IMG_0814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358077192403663474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Central City is an old mining town that was once called the Richest Square Mile in the World …” (46).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“It was a wonderful night. Central City is two miles high; at first you get drunk on the altitude, then you get tired, and there’s a fever in your soul” (48).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyYC_gbDBseOmjtPrGlZAtoZ4rJWbarVpU1v_DKzlztUd7jOVlbS95PPVeEH_mfApCBDdv5ZSwNmVt12QtCrh7gIEkvXVdhyGHuB7lvHiFtVwg_EsL7H_x7iBSo-ZOkMhl3pMjeFAJnU/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyYC_gbDBseOmjtPrGlZAtoZ4rJWbarVpU1v_DKzlztUd7jOVlbS95PPVeEH_mfApCBDdv5ZSwNmVt12QtCrh7gIEkvXVdhyGHuB7lvHiFtVwg_EsL7H_x7iBSo-ZOkMhl3pMjeFAJnU/s400/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088498846869394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Central City is one big tourist trap, featuring gambling. If you click on the picture, look to the right, and see the lowest green sign on the stoplight pole, you'll see "oh my God rd.")</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I wondered what the Spirit of the Mountain was thinking, and looked up and saw jackpines in the moon, and saw ghosts of old miners, and wondered about it. In the whole eastern dark wall of the Divide this night there was silence and the whisper of the wind, except in the great Western Slope, and the big plateau that went to Steamboat Springs, and dropped, and led you to the western Colorado desert and mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess—across the night, eastward over the Plains, where somewhere an old man with white hair was probably walking toward us with the Word, and would arrive any minute and make us silent.” (50)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWHoTWeSeWLj9ZqoQe0bUxB4kLkJMGjVXJWPQFHXHfE9MuR9XqgfQflYjZPGF97b6Pn_t9SRr3Jxji4OGlDi_BI3aOhLoj3RQOZAHvcFPBL4NV6QgnKxL__EXHMhAk5TrgnCw8Monwn3w/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWHoTWeSeWLj9ZqoQe0bUxB4kLkJMGjVXJWPQFHXHfE9MuR9XqgfQflYjZPGF97b6Pn_t9SRr3Jxji4OGlDi_BI3aOhLoj3RQOZAHvcFPBL4NV6QgnKxL__EXHMhAk5TrgnCw8Monwn3w/s400/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358075593302719074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(this picture appears again below)</span></span></p><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, are big as roman candles and as lonely as the Prince of the Dharma who’s lost his ancestral grove and journeys across the spaces between points in the handle of the Big Dipper, trying to find it again. So they slowly wheeled the night, and then long before actual sunrise the great red light appeared far over the dun bleak land toward West Kansas and the birds took up their trill above Denver.” (211). </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“The kind of utter darkness that falls on a prairie like that is inconceivable to an Easterner. There were no stars, no moon, no light whatever except the light of Mrs. Wall’s kitchen. What lay beyond the shadows of the yard was an endless view of the world that you wouldn’t be able to see till dawn” (216).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHQEmnV-NTT7T2YgJU6u-B6oaS197aTSWjzabWQFXJaIrKNvrpTUWnGJXORBtWBM0lETQypIqgIzzOiFOe5Hd9d9OwxGgY-urUE_uoCik-e44SrikBGAyDDu5HEu4i-eUzajmLXT4JWw/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHQEmnV-NTT7T2YgJU6u-B6oaS197aTSWjzabWQFXJaIrKNvrpTUWnGJXORBtWBM0lETQypIqgIzzOiFOe5Hd9d9OwxGgY-urUE_uoCik-e44SrikBGAyDDu5HEu4i-eUzajmLXT4JWw/s400/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355442916614482962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(there was a moon, but the prairie was still extremely dark without all the phosphorescent pollution of city lights).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“It didn’t seem we were even going seventy but all the cars fell from us like dead flies on the straightaway highway leading up to Greeley.” (214)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSjVXpm32XVhCCJ0n2vWpSDCT-hM_8jTEURlKQti-FLY36a8g0UvC65a1ReW0WK-LeSZ6UAzu5s_0IvSnt6qztMTidEF7bV1DqMhoyShz8oHdDwvVozyumSwtblkd2S9TS2TFYkLmX0Eg/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSjVXpm32XVhCCJ0n2vWpSDCT-hM_8jTEURlKQti-FLY36a8g0UvC65a1ReW0WK-LeSZ6UAzu5s_0IvSnt6qztMTidEF7bV1DqMhoyShz8oHdDwvVozyumSwtblkd2S9TS2TFYkLmX0Eg/s400/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355442923173633346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Reason why we’re going northeast is because, Sal, we must absolutely visit Ed Wall’s ranch in Sterling, you’ve got to meet him and see his ranch and this boat cuts so fast we can make it without any time trouble and get to Chicago long before that man’s train.” (214) </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEsd-6xiXdfFrKKLqGoM5jkVCVTMHdhYX5J5AAoQU3HoD2fHTpZQ0Qn5oBCaXuiCnipgSA32TDH4WFlr3J-zem5MILlaCmpiKn7aS9dXuvCc8YYijauUEPlQwtSDSnRggPgo_L21VNEl8/s1600-h/IMG_0746.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEsd-6xiXdfFrKKLqGoM5jkVCVTMHdhYX5J5AAoQU3HoD2fHTpZQ0Qn5oBCaXuiCnipgSA32TDH4WFlr3J-zem5MILlaCmpiKn7aS9dXuvCc8YYijauUEPlQwtSDSnRggPgo_L21VNEl8/s400/IMG_0746.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355442563549099986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEsd-6xiXdfFrKKLqGoM5jkVCVTMHdhYX5J5AAoQU3HoD2fHTpZQ0Qn5oBCaXuiCnipgSA32TDH4WFlr3J-zem5MILlaCmpiKn7aS9dXuvCc8YYijauUEPlQwtSDSnRggPgo_L21VNEl8/s1600-h/IMG_0746.jpg"></a>(Sterling, CO. Ugly as hell.)</span></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“It grew dark when we turned off the highway at Junction and hit a dirt road that took us across dismal East Colorado plains to Ed Wall’s ranch in the middle of Coyote Nowhere.” (214)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“’Look out!’ Yelled Dean, who didn’t give a damn and wrestled with his Angel a moment, and we ended up backass in the ditch with the front out on the road. A great stillness fell over everything. We heard the whining wind. We were in the middle of the wild prairie.” (215)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimACNP_Nb1rOExCkmAlIaZIku8OoSgICK8OfexHlZc9J3ytAr1dua2YjoKKegpEeAhIs1nnCShG599FVEvALTwiR-KshTe6_JVg7E4mIiXZh6Bjh0zYNcH1MJrZk_PPLQGvSjXw-9GMwo/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimACNP_Nb1rOExCkmAlIaZIku8OoSgICK8OfexHlZc9J3ytAr1dua2YjoKKegpEeAhIs1nnCShG599FVEvALTwiR-KshTe6_JVg7E4mIiXZh6Bjh0zYNcH1MJrZk_PPLQGvSjXw-9GMwo/s400/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358080237136585026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Beyond we saw the light of Ed Wall’s ranch house. Around this lonely light stretched hundreds of miles of plains” (216).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin01LdG_Cn76HtmSr1PDCYd5Xh3hgeYof34xpJDZy1-bNLA4LqTym4HpttWpuXbcG-a8z5H_aYYO4rtpCDNB-xjUIN-AZamVLpffd7YyChLckB_mBAUgJlMNMraXbFSq-W1_d5FJM52ug/s1600-h/IMG_0845.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin01LdG_Cn76HtmSr1PDCYd5Xh3hgeYof34xpJDZy1-bNLA4LqTym4HpttWpuXbcG-a8z5H_aYYO4rtpCDNB-xjUIN-AZamVLpffd7YyChLckB_mBAUgJlMNMraXbFSq-W1_d5FJM52ug/s400/IMG_0845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358087547919885458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I walked out and took a trolley to my apartment, and Carlo Marx’s papier-mache mountains grew red as the great sun rose from the eastward plains” (45).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GfofbngzZsPNF6sjPMDH7CrzfIg2c6MwByavhBdf-4VkUT1Y0XgmuJ0h8N_2Y8V3T5wCqvMZZmayIJToGYkfVATl4j4LBmNPKPQnmfnhucmSVY3U6RMzBIa0yHTSyWDho88U2goQGrg/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6GfofbngzZsPNF6sjPMDH7CrzfIg2c6MwByavhBdf-4VkUT1Y0XgmuJ0h8N_2Y8V3T5wCqvMZZmayIJToGYkfVATl4j4LBmNPKPQnmfnhucmSVY3U6RMzBIa0yHTSyWDho88U2goQGrg/s400/IMG_0937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358101991462599186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><!--StartFragment--> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Now we pointed our rattle snout south and headed for Castle Rock, Colorado, as the sum turned red and the rock of the mountains to the west looked like a Brooklyn brewery in November dusks. Far up in the purple shades of the rock there was someone walking, walking, but we could not see; maybe that old man with the white hair I had sensed years ago up in the peaks. Zacatecan Jack. But he was coming closer to me; if only ever just behind. And Denver recede back of us like the city of salt, her smokes breaking up in the air and dissolving to our sight.” (255)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“We passed Castle Rock, came to Colorado Springs at dark. The great shadow of Pike’s Peak loomed to our right. We bowled down the Pueblo highway” (256).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrSQb3GlnSZYZxWopzFwgQwLRaUpdvM0LsKR2RzYe_P71B_X_m3x1uZrbQiHmdNizUPzMm2sKRoSjcG5CAKqu5DoSEDU9vGcVpYt2D2jH_3mYWScD62kv2Hu7mXt5hujcPKtj5lIrZbs/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrSQb3GlnSZYZxWopzFwgQwLRaUpdvM0LsKR2RzYe_P71B_X_m3x1uZrbQiHmdNizUPzMm2sKRoSjcG5CAKqu5DoSEDU9vGcVpYt2D2jH_3mYWScD62kv2Hu7mXt5hujcPKtj5lIrZbs/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358080224360579954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Castle Rock)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMuupXlbF1B-UEPhb1YlKnB2t4P4Y8xMFxwSo-apwADjintDDFla5YLKxM9cCEPuy8PTf_3KrqLK5DkReNLsg03dflWsEKNBr9DKeSszkdDluEB87WszNg3l_4Tc3GoiRXbLA5qYiQUTA/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMuupXlbF1B-UEPhb1YlKnB2t4P4Y8xMFxwSo-apwADjintDDFla5YLKxM9cCEPuy8PTf_3KrqLK5DkReNLsg03dflWsEKNBr9DKeSszkdDluEB87WszNg3l_4Tc3GoiRXbLA5qYiQUTA/s400/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358080234498981170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Colorado Springs)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmPck0UFSh6qpPV6I0Tcy2lVcbFHSUbutzemCAnRVR4BMI8tDfTE5TQaoEN8h8ye2Sv4xFemveJn1bmwtS8DjXmoDMZhvTKe-vMAUhfgsFyUkkn3o4L5XNFJLi_EHv1ZBvHebgf3J73E/s1600-h/IMG_0837.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmPck0UFSh6qpPV6I0Tcy2lVcbFHSUbutzemCAnRVR4BMI8tDfTE5TQaoEN8h8ye2Sv4xFemveJn1bmwtS8DjXmoDMZhvTKe-vMAUhfgsFyUkkn3o4L5XNFJLi_EHv1ZBvHebgf3J73E/s400/IMG_0837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358080245781659058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Pueblo)</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“We passed Walsenburg; suddenly we passed Trinidad” (257).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1_Esi4rFyzucmy9QUD4K4yPo_isSdV20AGpniovBYzqP9kTvQ1gXhR8gjJ99qtg43kX_UppxtVTs0pKz7R4isfGTRNOLGmFJ8AjDHLO_UOYZhqM_tjxPqlJaVKzKVIvM1r8-foRLySEU/s1600-h/IMG_0848.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1_Esi4rFyzucmy9QUD4K4yPo_isSdV20AGpniovBYzqP9kTvQ1gXhR8gjJ99qtg43kX_UppxtVTs0pKz7R4isfGTRNOLGmFJ8AjDHLO_UOYZhqM_tjxPqlJaVKzKVIvM1r8-foRLySEU/s400/IMG_0848.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358087553371278018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDF7V8P3iAomz2oTsVbAjapSCwhoSvrwkcwLiRloml1EmbtQr5828K-irgf9toy-jDR9QHzWyHT6l_7XREsGhMC1q4C6mE6__EXWQKBxA10K9yZ2UYxL-90dUH7VsUgMXHZUJid88d-Hw/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDF7V8P3iAomz2oTsVbAjapSCwhoSvrwkcwLiRloml1EmbtQr5828K-irgf9toy-jDR9QHzWyHT6l_7XREsGhMC1q4C6mE6__EXWQKBxA10K9yZ2UYxL-90dUH7VsUgMXHZUJid88d-Hw/s400/IMG_0850.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358087559520227410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(Trinidad)</span></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcRvj1WT8Tmlq77w850EiCBU4sYcWYIkZj4X14FpyP3ZQhcOdqR5_0Xw5GsZptj5zr-6tbgLCaZ0MPpT2l0SuI6VqSA7j9T1ucfB5z9Wrnn7xLC5LIX2O9AmZg63jLkQdtZ1tOHRDw-0/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcRvj1WT8Tmlq77w850EiCBU4sYcWYIkZj4X14FpyP3ZQhcOdqR5_0Xw5GsZptj5zr-6tbgLCaZ0MPpT2l0SuI6VqSA7j9T1ucfB5z9Wrnn7xLC5LIX2O9AmZg63jLkQdtZ1tOHRDw-0/s400/IMG_0810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358076277894020882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcRvj1WT8Tmlq77w850EiCBU4sYcWYIkZj4X14FpyP3ZQhcOdqR5_0Xw5GsZptj5zr-6tbgLCaZ0MPpT2l0SuI6VqSA7j9T1ucfB5z9Wrnn7xLC5LIX2O9AmZg63jLkQdtZ1tOHRDw-0/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"></a>(This captures my general experience of the west, and pretty much everywhere else, thus far--authenticity corrupted by ubiquitous commercialism)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_LUUHQREpoSh9KcYFHAfj1vVeSaDfAreEqwdaHApoNRRH4khb2IpdVprStZEybbHx2K6efZJ8ZfMwIjOHMHYMVrqN53EsxsxWE7zi6Xje7hI0JcVFkcr_3sNPO2Ure11y4zK534-LqSI/s1600-h/IMG_0882.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pl30SmQVykv_-UAsd6_rYkqGG670nYlnF7EQbAXg1ReoU6Hz9ajS2u4sey2pNvvz_YP1SXxMuaUd-PCxhDGQ68fJdv5ctO5recJb7CBdG_BJUGLCQTNoDx9c-aF8021mBUkzp8l6e20/s400/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358088483163388978" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhwqNo9f0mGZIfAa2GPGGNkwNQu_4hlTNJn3n8AFw55zNgN9GogCBnVSUiIawFhnh22JWeoAt7RSKo4GX6qobfuALW5SwkizyU5WcUhJXqzfuKRwyAehr8NL3JI72oI6URYxWnaeVUBA/s1600-h/IMG_0875.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhwqNo9f0mGZIfAa2GPGGNkwNQu_4hlTNJn3n8AFw55zNgN9GogCBnVSUiIawFhnh22JWeoAt7RSKo4GX6qobfuALW5SwkizyU5WcUhJXqzfuKRwyAehr8NL3JI72oI6URYxWnaeVUBA/s400/IMG_0875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358087570455366274" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br />(Garden of the Gods, CO)<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJDDD-ku6zCHlEVFQ0yUhoaGRVfGxqI5mcij3OKs3nPPI2MECpuyW06efwtsNT2qd_BhA1kRA0ep3FXRbEI56I2rAbbhfMQ21qKIwrHFur7tL7dkna0_rnY7cR-ddzdtlAcIqLGANtIs/s1600-h/IMG_0773.JPG"></a></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnWiGg373ZsKrQEh3IZmudfmK8vvIAYLSHNLtZPsrGwcimAHmacIdr61_3_eTeQ6wRuoWWnN7pNMZaje-nxrnkzQ9NCmnTgf60eI4nZbeECnW1XGI54XY5Ev-bIr5wRUgj9mDtHWcdl8/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqnWiGg373ZsKrQEh3IZmudfmK8vvIAYLSHNLtZPsrGwcimAHmacIdr61_3_eTeQ6wRuoWWnN7pNMZaje-nxrnkzQ9NCmnTgf60eI4nZbeECnW1XGI54XY5Ev-bIr5wRUgj9mDtHWcdl8/s400/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460000736097170" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(The Rockies)</span></span></div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NRCQtmlsaJ5CrALoB1fOQRoSVJs0gFtYpaHeVFTMocXQf4oNKIVxvJCldkcTHG6VBg-gSsFENH0xz2YmWMADDLu6Ipd26EiRdrVQgESZTbGtKJniISIw6JWh_lE3mDmKFFRXw_48b68/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NRCQtmlsaJ5CrALoB1fOQRoSVJs0gFtYpaHeVFTMocXQf4oNKIVxvJCldkcTHG6VBg-gSsFENH0xz2YmWMADDLu6Ipd26EiRdrVQgESZTbGtKJniISIw6JWh_lE3mDmKFFRXw_48b68/s400/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355442367590151938" /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4NRCQtmlsaJ5CrALoB1fOQRoSVJs0gFtYpaHeVFTMocXQf4oNKIVxvJCldkcTHG6VBg-gSsFENH0xz2YmWMADDLu6Ipd26EiRdrVQgESZTbGtKJniISIw6JWh_lE3mDmKFFRXw_48b68/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"></a>(View from Dream Lake, in the Rockies)<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZzxvp9DX1SU18jpFDJUGKxpWdvltzHPMHnmPDPZ3SvcmbswhsHfbNlzX_HNRxrJgmOX9RLSGHr-GQHIO3LecGU4QLx3_sPKYx_GiYeveSVkOgJ6hvLBN0ja9A2g36pTHd2CNeoMOgelQ/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZzxvp9DX1SU18jpFDJUGKxpWdvltzHPMHnmPDPZ3SvcmbswhsHfbNlzX_HNRxrJgmOX9RLSGHr-GQHIO3LecGU4QLx3_sPKYx_GiYeveSVkOgJ6hvLBN0ja9A2g36pTHd2CNeoMOgelQ/s400/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355441731989655570" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY4MQLKXOnD3fOgVN6LFDLo1LnWTFriyHwD2Cy2WePBoHdCpHjLgNWE4ngDcW87tSTkz7vrq1X-_L7TEEczSVeJu_u_l4nLansbTZtL_YlEbOcznII19Wi3YOuT9pmpIgxHuhxUaIih20/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY4MQLKXOnD3fOgVN6LFDLo1LnWTFriyHwD2Cy2WePBoHdCpHjLgNWE4ngDcW87tSTkz7vrq1X-_L7TEEczSVeJu_u_l4nLansbTZtL_YlEbOcznII19Wi3YOuT9pmpIgxHuhxUaIih20/s400/IMG_0783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355441329301020466" /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY4MQLKXOnD3fOgVN6LFDLo1LnWTFriyHwD2Cy2WePBoHdCpHjLgNWE4ngDcW87tSTkz7vrq1X-_L7TEEczSVeJu_u_l4nLansbTZtL_YlEbOcznII19Wi3YOuT9pmpIgxHuhxUaIih20/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"></a>(On top of some boulder in the Rockies)<br /><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I left Rapid City, SD around mid-afternoon, rolled through surprisingly scenic western Nebraska, and arrived in Colorado in the evening. I came in and noticed the elevation signs posted underneath signs announcing the existence of a small town, and I wondered at what point would the elevation change manifest itself physically in me, if at all. I only noticed a change while having a few beers later that night (much easier to get buzzed when you're a mile above sea level), and the next day when I decided to hike in the Rockies (who has time to get acclimated?)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But my initial impressions of Colorado weren't so fantastic; Sterling seemed like your average mid-sized town you can find anywhere--nothing to make it stand out. The same for seedy-feeling Greeley, and Longmont saw the beginning of the trend of omnipresent cyclists and fitness junkies of all types. Which made me wonder: you'd think with everyone working out (Colorado being the most fit state in big fat America), the endorphins would make most people at least borderline approachable/affable. Maybe it's just my luck to talk to fifteen assholes in a row, but Colorado didn't seem to offer a lot in friendliness, much less hospitality. The only conversation I had with anyone in my four days in that state was with a passing park ranger on my way up a trail in the Rockies, and our conversation was limited to how to stay safe during the lighting storm that was going on around us. In Utah, I discussed this anomaly in conviviality with a few people, and they validated my experience as typical Colorado. Definitely one of the least friendly states I've visited yet. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But despite it's people, Colorado had a lot to offer in terms of diverse scenery and outdoor activity. I enjoyed the landscape, from the Rocky mountains to the scrubby, some-kind-of-desert located around Pueblo. The Rockies were expectantly magnificent, even as I was getting soaked and rattled from thunder booming across craggy peaks and slopes dense with pine. So that was an experience, as well as the first real hike into wilderness I've had up to that point in my journey. The air was pure and cold, and when standing on top of certain boulders and peaks you can't help but realize that what's passing through and around you, being exhaled at two miles above sea level, may not be breathed in by another solitary human being on a mountain at that height (or higher) until it wisps its way to Europe. Immense. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I couldn't find anyone else to stay with anywhere in the state (more than twenty requests sent out via couchsurfing.com brought no replies), so I drove south to Colorado Springs, Pueblo, etc., to Raton, New Mexico, then southeast to Dalhart, Texas, contemplated driving to Amarillo and back that night (but was tired and didn't want to drive three hundred more miles), so I swung north to Boise City, Oklahoma, and back up to Colorado, where I finally stopped in La Junta to sleep in a rest area. I woke up four hours later, drove a hundred or so miles to Central City, then Cheyenne, Wyoming, rolled across that beautiful state until I had car trouble and had to get towed the awesome distance of 133 miles into Utah. Up until the point I had to get towed, I had driven 1,306 miles in the past 22 hours, not including the four-hour nap, two hours for various small meals, and a total of almost four hours spent in the nearly one dozen towns/cities I've visited across the five states I've driven through in the past day and a half. It averages out to 59.36 miles per hour, a full 10 mph average slower than when Sal Paradise and Dean Moriarty (Jack and Neal) drove from Denver to Chicago in 17 hours. I just can't break that record, but it's all right anyway.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-45217009979715683752009-07-01T15:12:00.002-04:002009-07-11T16:19:51.955-04:00South Dakota, Part Two - Badlands<div>I'm not limiting myself to one post for South Dakota--it was too important of a stop, plus I spent the most time there out of any where I've been to so far. No quotes, just pictures. I hope you like them as much as I liked taking them.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4iIXuLn_ANLntdb4YZZL2OdOdfCJ98uJAu8PzcMTRzpkKCL_Cq9lhZwvlRvhGnGciFSo46nTitAhR8hanNIfKag92UkQQ_6AbqAmrXGUL_Vmc3XRAb7kXMbqe2n_vM4dY8YXb72iI14/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4iIXuLn_ANLntdb4YZZL2OdOdfCJ98uJAu8PzcMTRzpkKCL_Cq9lhZwvlRvhGnGciFSo46nTitAhR8hanNIfKag92UkQQ_6AbqAmrXGUL_Vmc3XRAb7kXMbqe2n_vM4dY8YXb72iI14/s400/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355430032891421250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTjmCYhuXpYfM4pgnsYXlGSmOPVafggoxra6jAzkP-kdCxv4O7djHypP09sS7wIf3BF-QSGke4Tv5fSPYwtEdxmvWqY1I82SUdWxTFztdr9rRFZgH5TXqolUbGRUFwVneRlJAxgEgIn0E/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixL2G0evNIgqS4vcaYZbmJ2Gs5elg5_MIgMNcUKtpbsrg_0kaiJDL5qOEsRWBIMDzMrZWag6h_fKQ-_4vn5juBJrw1kMmDYi-4iwmdkqGBcULMwrZ4nII2KwvjORj29qQAqXq7ObUsY-A/s1600-h/IMG_0743.JPG"></a>Worth every mile.<br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-12668997424901640212009-06-27T13:49:00.004-04:002009-07-11T16:18:27.197-04:00South Dakota, Part One - Pine Ridge, Wounded Knee, Rapid City, Chamberlain, Kyle, Red Cloud Indian School<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">"But Dean’s intelligence was every bit as formal and shining and complete, without the tedious intellectualness. And his ‘criminality’ was not something that sulked and sneered; it was a wild yea-saying overburst of American joy; it was Western, the west wind, and ode from the Plains, something new, long prophesied, long a-coming …” (7).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7b6cEgHvi2ZV4S70acUeqA9zrPp1Yp8rUc1Ohc6KypFw5bDAGkomI-8jPXa6onGvO7WmDVVzu4Jjx9ptH00vfTxAqQ2NmYc73pKbAfeiV-c4iAewV_o1pVZ4UUJ1TazlsHK_28sMbg3c/s1600-h/IMG_0669.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7b6cEgHvi2ZV4S70acUeqA9zrPp1Yp8rUc1Ohc6KypFw5bDAGkomI-8jPXa6onGvO7WmDVVzu4Jjx9ptH00vfTxAqQ2NmYc73pKbAfeiV-c4iAewV_o1pVZ4UUJ1TazlsHK_28sMbg3c/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353556899609567986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><!--StartFragment--><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“… I thought of all my friends from one end of the country to the other and how they were really all in the same vast backyard doing something so frantic and rushing-about. And for the first time in my life, the following afternoon, I went into the West” (11).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh07HzDDaTG0z3QHaCr5d3_TXNmZgcutIarLFE9Hee4P4du7BepDQ9yt12lp5T5GKWhHvU8ZVyV8u5DIRm_LR0M-lGKP2XEtowyWg4GZU2I0hmk11pkLTUJe0gkNSssLvfqyZX5kfEjSCA/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh07HzDDaTG0z3QHaCr5d3_TXNmZgcutIarLFE9Hee4P4du7BepDQ9yt12lp5T5GKWhHvU8ZVyV8u5DIRm_LR0M-lGKP2XEtowyWg4GZU2I0hmk11pkLTUJe0gkNSssLvfqyZX5kfEjSCA/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353556906532400610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><!--StartFragment--><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“He was out to get back everything he’d lost; there was no end to his loss; this thing would drag on forever” (63).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nN8vPy-OF1xm1gFbNkmKNSTlkztAzGZRI2fqZshePq0MPoTmCPC21gk_dpctx6jl7-Vcw6z62YnBW7OlSQG7iG_3nLiKPE0o9BONDwma9bps_XAHSJEQK-tgItMF5P5EAyjUsAgFPms/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nN8vPy-OF1xm1gFbNkmKNSTlkztAzGZRI2fqZshePq0MPoTmCPC21gk_dpctx6jl7-Vcw6z62YnBW7OlSQG7iG_3nLiKPE0o9BONDwma9bps_XAHSJEQK-tgItMF5P5EAyjUsAgFPms/s400/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561344066026578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUN-8y05YO01U0vJyAsfFNp75EWVcBz5brF2yW4O_w7yThwKmx2fF_kLX40G4xc42zDIqEXB08SrsEFXQCId6kD2_3d1K11NpR-XYuw7OqhUAxCSKFYDHH2G7vnoO1GaukqASMBbfr1o/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUN-8y05YO01U0vJyAsfFNp75EWVcBz5brF2yW4O_w7yThwKmx2fF_kLX40G4xc42zDIqEXB08SrsEFXQCId6kD2_3d1K11NpR-XYuw7OqhUAxCSKFYDHH2G7vnoO1GaukqASMBbfr1o/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561352920549906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><!--StartFragment--><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sight and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?” (115).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnouQeYTE_fHvgKIT9bKUu8ylT2deUKjuzVhXSa_dxmv0cnv694gsY0q1iDcZadVw3QBCOCm7DbCno8TPNo3Uobky8pnxnB5aRSnqOYg8l2x7ysN2DGZKXk6IU_R2VSYzg7Jk9y_Nq12I/s1600-h/IMG_0684.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnouQeYTE_fHvgKIT9bKUu8ylT2deUKjuzVhXSa_dxmv0cnv694gsY0q1iDcZadVw3QBCOCm7DbCno8TPNo3Uobky8pnxnB5aRSnqOYg8l2x7ysN2DGZKXk6IU_R2VSYzg7Jk9y_Nq12I/s400/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561369897166946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRy7ZDXWuptOU4KqNNYll-NuvCU2i8K9EI6vuygGP5RgId-vchlqQyWlFVHStRMPFcrENeBmoIGAL0gRNsM49weLR7w7uRNWOZaakOzzoQouY0tzGi9Lgt1-ynykagFxgmPD5bc5ZIHIg/s1600-h/big+foot%27s+grave.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRy7ZDXWuptOU4KqNNYll-NuvCU2i8K9EI6vuygGP5RgId-vchlqQyWlFVHStRMPFcrENeBmoIGAL0gRNsM49weLR7w7uRNWOZaakOzzoQouY0tzGi9Lgt1-ynykagFxgmPD5bc5ZIHIg/s400/big+foot%27s+grave.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353922412500729442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">(The monument directly above is Chief Big Foot's grave, Wounded Knee)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span style="font-family:Times;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“Whitside told Big Foot that he had orders to take him to a cavalry camp on Wounded Knee Creek. The Minneconjou chief replied that he was going in that direction; he was taking his people to Pine Ridge for safety” (440) Dee Brown, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee</span></i></span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprknEfor2IbCb2J2zlLmt_yaL-mFTdIJTwrrmHBHqGMY3ixdAmNyTujWiV34F1AHM4MMwt1Mw8kqTUiWjJhIXgdyCJdxpLlqWl-R_iujnpSzcC7y_eLdZvWBh6M94fuGodjTN8DlWikY/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjprknEfor2IbCb2J2zlLmt_yaL-mFTdIJTwrrmHBHqGMY3ixdAmNyTujWiV34F1AHM4MMwt1Mw8kqTUiWjJhIXgdyCJdxpLlqWl-R_iujnpSzcC7y_eLdZvWBh6M94fuGodjTN8DlWikY/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561361060617410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span style="font-family:Times;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">"Twilight was falling when the column crawled over the last rise in the land and began descending the slope toward Chankpe Opi Wakpala, the creek called Wounded Knee. The wintry dusk and the tiny crystals of ice dancing in the dying light added a supernatural quality to the somber landscape. Somewhere along this frozen stream the heart of Crazy Horse lay in a secret place, and the Ghost Dancers believed that his disembodied spirit was waiting impatiently for the new earth that would surely come with the first green grass of spring." (440-41) Dee Brown, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee</span></i></span></i></span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdcusPXfpxiYtyYgqF-wlQcOvoHmx-ltm1yTMUKuGQYsQ6L-tYlTGsWcdDltZGJs4hy15pkpDnT8Yj0jm1V_W7JPrYC3Lv21v45yo1S5ZiE13VkUwOOrnWGvIGiJZdIse9eV7U9b28rwM/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdcusPXfpxiYtyYgqF-wlQcOvoHmx-ltm1yTMUKuGQYsQ6L-tYlTGsWcdDltZGJs4hy15pkpDnT8Yj0jm1V_W7JPrYC3Lv21v45yo1S5ZiE13VkUwOOrnWGvIGiJZdIse9eV7U9b28rwM/s400/IMG_0687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353567962175146962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ZAXMtXW2iUWFTkVYJUhq6oivPuepmAuGtwCtYxlodYuM4p8A_oBFl82Xqmv1_E_6nZBjCBmig-CRktrzzaHvVewxERdCcP2E_I7Ky5_g40E5Wc3TVvm_oPSIyNGWAV4ojnIHnOt-1LY/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ZAXMtXW2iUWFTkVYJUhq6oivPuepmAuGtwCtYxlodYuM4p8A_oBFl82Xqmv1_E_6nZBjCBmig-CRktrzzaHvVewxERdCcP2E_I7Ky5_g40E5Wc3TVvm_oPSIyNGWAV4ojnIHnOt-1LY/s400/IMG_0686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353563197096868530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></i></span></p></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“It made me think that everything was about to arrive—the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever” (119).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9sqUerUvi2G8A00URpf1AwR0vOLysDtk6AFnhCfvHuU7xmrwvWxUihMcK5yw1Yre_ii3L-4aVaxRk4Vtfb0rIaEUObIbspeGM-qYPMRjVQt-Q8Whee_enE82sXBACbq_bD2xGigkdY0/s1600-h/big+storm.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx9sqUerUvi2G8A00URpf1AwR0vOLysDtk6AFnhCfvHuU7xmrwvWxUihMcK5yw1Yre_ii3L-4aVaxRk4Vtfb0rIaEUObIbspeGM-qYPMRjVQt-Q8Whee_enE82sXBACbq_bD2xGigkdY0/s400/big+storm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353916768622310930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“But why think about that when all the golden land’s ahead of you and all kinds of unforeseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you’re alive to see?” (126).</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-e7o5AImCI9kS4kQGlR2zYMrIjwkBf5jK891HjVXq4AT-7QkRf43TiHlABDDt8JemKVJSvIkwRiDJ_fKA9RlVFkTjoLa3SFZVsr_zZJBoDhEz9ye1odV90-HnIc0103wn0sdXV_-Z9TE/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-e7o5AImCI9kS4kQGlR2zYMrIjwkBf5jK891HjVXq4AT-7QkRf43TiHlABDDt8JemKVJSvIkwRiDJ_fKA9RlVFkTjoLa3SFZVsr_zZJBoDhEz9ye1odV90-HnIc0103wn0sdXV_-Z9TE/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353561339256557586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div></span></span></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing?—it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-by. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies” (146).</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKzVC1_e9OLAqX1vRL__F_OMwqaWRIt0hgvmrZvPzeIhNMB5nMZfncFGE2-WQVsrGCTM3A_hYJp3kcEB5p0dq-jVpprDZWowObWbUk4ThyphenhyphenN8WoE51gdYFowRezAGc3t5fZlyHHJFa9t5A/s1600-h/IMG_0690.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKzVC1_e9OLAqX1vRL__F_OMwqaWRIt0hgvmrZvPzeIhNMB5nMZfncFGE2-WQVsrGCTM3A_hYJp3kcEB5p0dq-jVpprDZWowObWbUk4ThyphenhyphenN8WoE51gdYFowRezAGc3t5fZlyHHJFa9t5A/s400/IMG_0690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353567965313841298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“It was sad to see his tall figure receding in the dark as we drove away, just like the other figures in New York and New Orleans: they stand uncertainly underneath immense skies, and everything about them is drowned. Where go? what do? what for?—sleep. But this foolish gang was bending onward” (155).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTkliXaRHz54t3LayDfUUAfUWpNJG0jShKyRFwe_yRRSCFBDmfmk-qL6ZCzkVJaN9U1a9rDQJtrvrRE4ttcoJf4LxxT3eoqDzLJsXX9Axgyw6hAbC3Ii6CyBV9VsHXlI03s406kclsG8/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGTkliXaRHz54t3LayDfUUAfUWpNJG0jShKyRFwe_yRRSCFBDmfmk-qL6ZCzkVJaN9U1a9rDQJtrvrRE4ttcoJf4LxxT3eoqDzLJsXX9Axgyw6hAbC3Ii6CyBV9VsHXlI03s406kclsG8/s400/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353570627697749234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“‘… the point being that we know what IT is and we know TIME and we know that everything is really FINE’” (197).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQUzu_ZyTELbbTke0QyC91u1-28_q_UGxchTgIolswvgOMn4RhdJuuJ_3Tmgj95_VbFKWD1m28H0MKKgB54eth5ODNPSevyrrGaPanwZTnsTpVxsAPjzNgK0tdQLZHuPR78Nkwzmy6aQ/s1600-h/badlands+rainbow.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQUzu_ZyTELbbTke0QyC91u1-28_q_UGxchTgIolswvgOMn4RhdJuuJ_3Tmgj95_VbFKWD1m28H0MKKgB54eth5ODNPSevyrrGaPanwZTnsTpVxsAPjzNgK0tdQLZHuPR78Nkwzmy6aQ/s400/badlands+rainbow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353876220604444898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“I could feel the road some twenty inches beneath me, unfurling and flying and hissing at incredible speeds across the groaning continent with that mad Ahab at the wheel. When I closed my eyes all I could see was the road unwinding into me. When I opened them I saw flashing shadows of trees vibrating on the floor of the car. There was no escaping it. I resigned myself to all.” (222)</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-SJEJU2U8-PvIOOuZCfUiLPS6dmdV6yUxphIUPdKbpN4J8TQOtdAM5zAazcN57ifvlBRYWJ2iBwUCuxOhXm7cC-Wtj_YZhGo6gAEAbC3LdJWVjNyZvfack5hoKWPQwD2RwReQTf3xXJw/s1600-h/road1.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-SJEJU2U8-PvIOOuZCfUiLPS6dmdV6yUxphIUPdKbpN4J8TQOtdAM5zAazcN57ifvlBRYWJ2iBwUCuxOhXm7cC-Wtj_YZhGo6gAEAbC3LdJWVjNyZvfack5hoKWPQwD2RwReQTf3xXJw/s400/road1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353917159507106610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">(Drove right into this storm, which wasn't as bad as it looks.)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“'What’s your road, man?—holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It’s an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?’” (239)</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicS9xDsORTePoq9OrAzr5LOp-Zdiqg2OvwNovJlHT4RcYRSDH3dbMQqehgTpAcwGjv9e4h_YYOfxFrxQNF6vba_lgsYP0CZMS188tTKd0567GlwcK-BrtlblMn0Ai1T7Tk_i0nQsMtQbU/s1600-h/past+the+badlands.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicS9xDsORTePoq9OrAzr5LOp-Zdiqg2OvwNovJlHT4RcYRSDH3dbMQqehgTpAcwGjv9e4h_YYOfxFrxQNF6vba_lgsYP0CZMS188tTKd0567GlwcK-BrtlblMn0Ai1T7Tk_i0nQsMtQbU/s400/past+the+badlands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353916781688225810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“Now, Sal, we’re leaving everything behind us and entering a new and unknown phase of things. All the years and troubles and kicks—and now </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">this!</span></i></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> So that we can safely think of nothing else and just go on ahead with our faces stuck out like this, you see, and </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">understanding</span></i></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> the world as, really and genuinely speaking, other Americans haven’t done before us they were here, weren’t they?” (264).</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8-tbao-hKGou5-Kmy0kx9jajoX8Xmp83yOhCDlfCmTuD7MDLrJoLoyHv1lKysp5LDq0VNpasXx4IRhqeIKKoyfog_8mYRD4_SoJBK5YQqjTJyBd7HOc153wbG4sL3SZRC-1yFtFf1t6k/s1600-h/badlands+after+storm.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8-tbao-hKGou5-Kmy0kx9jajoX8Xmp83yOhCDlfCmTuD7MDLrJoLoyHv1lKysp5LDq0VNpasXx4IRhqeIKKoyfog_8mYRD4_SoJBK5YQqjTJyBd7HOc153wbG4sL3SZRC-1yFtFf1t6k/s400/badlands+after+storm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353876213555652322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“The whole mad swirl of everything that was to come began then; it would mix up all my friends and all I had left of my family in the big dust cloud over the American Night.” (5)</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyQodwmPwosHqa-COonA2tGncwVZboOYe_TrqFvI00Lg-nBF771j-mPM1aiTiJl5LloMdTfbGdlLy-VlhRubzPFVzBA0uUwB0XTL_60g0VVtf2j7iKZe6BnG-wztr-5C6m-bqNRvTkQOY/s1600-h/storm+on+badlands.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyQodwmPwosHqa-COonA2tGncwVZboOYe_TrqFvI00Lg-nBF771j-mPM1aiTiJl5LloMdTfbGdlLy-VlhRubzPFVzBA0uUwB0XTL_60g0VVtf2j7iKZe6BnG-wztr-5C6m-bqNRvTkQOY/s400/storm+on+badlands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353917169228339026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">It was a long straight road through dry fields as far as a person could see. You’d think the sky didn’t have any air in it, and the earth was made of paper. Rather than moving, we were just getting smaller and smaller. (49) Denis Johnson, “Dundun,” </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Jesus’ Son</span></i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3pq-zvkxeq0KWyXtf3W_nbPV5oUsPZRLEUl7yKGHyXZDwkTpo_RWfjYHrBmCA2BgVujK2lPN0oBjAcsvu7VPu4As8qkYxs1kBsrlMcn_A9PnRnS71r0EItYn5WkE2XLJZkFaYXqwj5xw/s1600-h/road2.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3pq-zvkxeq0KWyXtf3W_nbPV5oUsPZRLEUl7yKGHyXZDwkTpo_RWfjYHrBmCA2BgVujK2lPN0oBjAcsvu7VPu4As8qkYxs1kBsrlMcn_A9PnRnS71r0EItYn5WkE2XLJZkFaYXqwj5xw/s400/road2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353917163114869618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmL1ZJn3d9SsVAvWLmeapVx5TQYhLr6jvYAtRbtURoO0RC9KQSrd48CMd9kIFPNZKPgDOeubOyb1_l3ZeM85sXyiQL85fIo-E2PqUsyOlWSSmFyqMLfT2iViLAsp4rCd401lv7GxLvwM/s1600-h/rangelands.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmL1ZJn3d9SsVAvWLmeapVx5TQYhLr6jvYAtRbtURoO0RC9KQSrd48CMd9kIFPNZKPgDOeubOyb1_l3ZeM85sXyiQL85fIo-E2PqUsyOlWSSmFyqMLfT2iViLAsp4rCd401lv7GxLvwM/s400/rangelands.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353876226422239714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--></i></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><i><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“… under a sky as blue and brainless as the love of God…” (105). </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Denis Johnson, “The Other Man,” </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Jesus’ Son</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSaUiqvuB7NGVoLw-d5K0pwk3eI10kX04yrNMvOEGX9ZHNHxJVnxhuZw1qw9zDFq031MAk6AMlHjaabYAKGyuSMBDcNh-5UN4CQGvT-DnHy1jfrZB7XuSuaLBxzeD2RZL1w-j79LbM4g/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSaUiqvuB7NGVoLw-d5K0pwk3eI10kX04yrNMvOEGX9ZHNHxJVnxhuZw1qw9zDFq031MAk6AMlHjaabYAKGyuSMBDcNh-5UN4CQGvT-DnHy1jfrZB7XuSuaLBxzeD2RZL1w-j79LbM4g/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353570647087073842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmcGc6kv7zWl44TGqsnSS5Z9rvcp8XWteDzZo2yWu_vc_NAvbV5xEm1BDlSq1PNGm-1h3ReI6C3qc1gOLKk9UvBK27U_tq1QOqFBH4bF71uurJkBhuINc58siRTrW7VZusPKVezaK7sA/s1600-h/blue+skies.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmcGc6kv7zWl44TGqsnSS5Z9rvcp8XWteDzZo2yWu_vc_NAvbV5xEm1BDlSq1PNGm-1h3ReI6C3qc1gOLKk9UvBK27U_tq1QOqFBH4bF71uurJkBhuINc58siRTrW7VZusPKVezaK7sA/s400/blue+skies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353916775766267682" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmcGc6kv7zWl44TGqsnSS5Z9rvcp8XWteDzZo2yWu_vc_NAvbV5xEm1BDlSq1PNGm-1h3ReI6C3qc1gOLKk9UvBK27U_tq1QOqFBH4bF71uurJkBhuINc58siRTrW7VZusPKVezaK7sA/s1600-h/blue+skies.jpg"></a>(Crazy Horse Memorial, along with the bluest skies I've ever seen. Somewhere in the Plains and Black Hills, South Dakota)</span></span></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </i></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5oNjCTduDR6VbA7G7Mmk45-INEq6PE0ayT31nrWJZlsLJZyE64uw56gNjQDPrvggYHn153MblJfGx4W8satfstn7MW7HpKaY9JbTYh0qXHZE2PU37GecpxU6T1ofc-5by3Co9BfchzE/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX5oNjCTduDR6VbA7G7Mmk45-INEq6PE0ayT31nrWJZlsLJZyE64uw56gNjQDPrvggYHn153MblJfGx4W8satfstn7MW7HpKaY9JbTYh0qXHZE2PU37GecpxU6T1ofc-5by3Co9BfchzE/s400/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353567976661138546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj89Zme4oqL1cR_JGiFKzI2ZKrTZ9pdvqG-mfKeXvEUXfnesuvfzYAjKMU6B4c0Vz03itpI31c9J1f_fkH1N4I_mJfmVpXrOqG0gUEAARA8vDKHuwACOXCRUl5BM5j5XOhZGDTX169x6kE/s1600-h/rattlesnakes.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj89Zme4oqL1cR_JGiFKzI2ZKrTZ9pdvqG-mfKeXvEUXfnesuvfzYAjKMU6B4c0Vz03itpI31c9J1f_fkH1N4I_mJfmVpXrOqG0gUEAARA8vDKHuwACOXCRUl5BM5j5XOhZGDTX169x6kE/s400/rattlesnakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353876227233803794" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6MQlNmYnlsajm7Bp7VekhsgbvLS9navpNiWsvRuvO1HVnK9_UPwe-BXnL5ku0g9soHCuuCc8DQXRCT-ehp-8H3XFaJXPpwbOtYDk4ZrCa3y4PXIOfFNcbqx6RXdeS_58bSGZ8LPKofE/s1600-h/wolf.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6MQlNmYnlsajm7Bp7VekhsgbvLS9navpNiWsvRuvO1HVnK9_UPwe-BXnL5ku0g9soHCuuCc8DQXRCT-ehp-8H3XFaJXPpwbOtYDk4ZrCa3y4PXIOfFNcbqx6RXdeS_58bSGZ8LPKofE/s400/wolf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353917173042089058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />(She's a wolf. I took this when I visited a Lakota Medicine Man one day, somewhere out in the middle of the Pine Ridge Reservation.)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7p-YxE4ZB8YEE-_G9thJIR9w4ZJwTadhjHG_3MNMzkNiDQMwgDHSqYGB7ywS0Sbo8PLpX-DT4KU7ryzulRFYrWzkGbAfo94vmKVSPaoXckDt3aH11D9fJ6ERceduIMAUaoTOxA1f_hdc/s1600-h/red+cloud.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7p-YxE4ZB8YEE-_G9thJIR9w4ZJwTadhjHG_3MNMzkNiDQMwgDHSqYGB7ywS0Sbo8PLpX-DT4KU7ryzulRFYrWzkGbAfo94vmKVSPaoXckDt3aH11D9fJ6ERceduIMAUaoTOxA1f_hdc/s400/red+cloud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353916788578369730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7p-YxE4ZB8YEE-_G9thJIR9w4ZJwTadhjHG_3MNMzkNiDQMwgDHSqYGB7ywS0Sbo8PLpX-DT4KU7ryzulRFYrWzkGbAfo94vmKVSPaoXckDt3aH11D9fJ6ERceduIMAUaoTOxA1f_hdc/s1600-h/red+cloud.jpg"></a><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiQTHQqh82UAZgY9C7vqJgUdCOTD7cnfLza7x60vWxZYqFaWYiFRzpdiKSy15j3p2QWyuU90moeLUSTiYfjeWMgWW6M3gMz1dQL5-9ouN9V47JOTnCFt_znhjETIur4-Rplk5FuzedvCc/s1600-h/ghost+town.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiQTHQqh82UAZgY9C7vqJgUdCOTD7cnfLza7x60vWxZYqFaWYiFRzpdiKSy15j3p2QWyuU90moeLUSTiYfjeWMgWW6M3gMz1dQL5-9ouN9V47JOTnCFt_znhjETIur4-Rplk5FuzedvCc/s400/ghost+town.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353916777750730658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />(Ghost town on the edge of the badlands--the only real ghost town I've been to--it's not some commercialized tourist trap, as you can plainly see. The end building used to be a hostel, but those days are passed).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvMjfQDQM6pPvUvXa4JRGTPz8puk8nC_WW-_yK6WGDX45l6yeh1DnzVBXbGvUceQGn1aBqv6LBQ8HJof0djs6G1wDYumJ2KPguvjqoQYIMjRhZqAUnLbw8asOrHtmziprAhbZvCrvOgew/s1600-h/pine+ridge+rez.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvMjfQDQM6pPvUvXa4JRGTPz8puk8nC_WW-_yK6WGDX45l6yeh1DnzVBXbGvUceQGn1aBqv6LBQ8HJof0djs6G1wDYumJ2KPguvjqoQYIMjRhZqAUnLbw8asOrHtmziprAhbZvCrvOgew/s400/pine+ridge+rez.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353922423089240402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">(It was over a hundred degrees that day. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I wish I would have taken this before I did that Pine Ridge charity drive in high school--it's a lot harder to be apathetic when your fellow humans spend their lives like this, then end them in ditches from malnourishment, or die from exposure because the Bureau of Indian Affairs decided to condemn their FEMA shelters.)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 3px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 3px;"> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">South Dakota was by far the most interesting and enlightening experience I’ve had so far on this trip. I was coming from the south (up through Nebraska), so fresh from the diverse beauty of sand hills, ranches, and plains dotted with cattle, rolls of hay, and old wooden fences I was struck with the absolute desolation as I crossed a border town that fit the very definition of “ghost town,” yet was populated. There must have been about fifty Native Americans laying around abandoned storefronts, under the shade of trees, and pretty much anywhere out of reach from the oppressive sun of the plains. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I then headed east to Pine Ridge, which was equally depressing and looked exactly as I had seen it five years ago. Then it was Wounded Knee, stained with history and sparsely populated with Native American vendors selling homemade items like necklaces, dream catchers, and drums (drums representing the heartbeat of the Lakota nation). Thankfully this time there was no bus full of Christian missionary kids running around the cemetery, leaving behind candy bar wrappers and other trash. Likewise, I didn’t notice any plastic bottle caps placed disrespectfully on the graves; where things like rocks and flowers were placed on memorials, I personally witnessed some bastards who, last time I was there, paid their “respects” by arranging garbage on the stone of Chief Big Foot. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I spent a few hours on the reservation, and dragged it with me when I left. Not an easy day. I arrived in Rapid City later that night, having more reasons to feel weary than I’ve had since Indiana. Fortunately, when I arrived at the place of my host Chris, there were five other guests that night; a girl and her uncle from Germany, a biker (road bike racing) from Florida, and two guys from Seattle. We spent the evening together wandering around downtown Rapid, checking out the shops, art scene, and concert that was being held that night in a street. This was the first night that I’ve had an actual place to stay since I left Pennsylvania, and I felt energized from the recent release from the slight but steady monotony of driving, as well as from the impending rest I was going to get. I had traveled 2,253 miles in four days, and this was the first night that I had an actual, arranged place to stay. I felt rejuvenated, and I hadn’t even relaxed yet; one good night like this would be enough to get me to the pacific coast. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">With my host Chris’s enthusiastic permission, I decided to stay for a few days and experience Rapid, the first city I’ve really come to that I had spent more than six hours in. A day digging the western feel of the place, its people, the awesome climate (described as a “mountain climate” according to an acquaintance I made in a coffee shop), and its close proximity to the ominous, enigmatic Black Hills was the kind of engagement with the land I so sorely needed after passing most of it by at seventy-to-eighty miles an hour (see Wendell Berry’s essay “An Entrance to the Woods” ).</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">A day of that got me ready to travel again, only this time east, and over the comparatively insignificant distance of two hundred miles. Within two and a half hours I was pulling up to a farmhouse on the edge of the Missouri, under a red blanket of dusk and through the slight invisible fog of river-born humidity. I talked for a few hours with a person who held the extreme opposite of my views on practically every aspect I can imagine, save travel. So we agreed on travel, and two hitchhikers from Minnesota who were also staying there that night agreed upon its sublimity. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The next day I stopped by Chamberlain, a place I wouldn’t have gone had I not been curious about a string of coincidences that have been set in motion months ago. I had been looking for a Medicine Man, asking around the reservations and anyone I thought who might know one. While in Chamberlain, I asked somebody who worked with Saint Joseph’s Indian School if he knew of any, and he said he knows lots of people who call themselves medicine men, but only one true Medicine Man—the only thing is he lives two hundred miles away. I got his number, called him, and he agreed to meet with me later that afternoon at his home tucked away on the Pine Ridge Reservation. He told me to bring some tobacco so that we can sit out by a tree, smoke a pipe, and talk. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">So the meeting with the Medicine Man was the only real experience I’ve had thus far on my trip; I’ve found everything to be what I expected it to be, and that is some stylized, commercialized vision of the west as some tourist trap, much like the Wild Bill shows held a century ago. My meeting with him lasted for a few hours, and it wasn’t at all like I anticipated a meeting with a Medicine Man to be for the first hour (save for the fact that he had a wolf for a pet and lived at the foot of a burial mound), but as we kept talking he became more and more enlightening and everything he said grew in importance. I won’t go into the details of our conversation, but by the end of it he gave me his blessing in Lakota and offered for me to come back before the summer’s over so that he can assist me in a vision quest once his sweat lodge is built—the details of which are complicated and personal. He told me what I’m doing now is a vision quest. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">That was the most important experience I’ve had thus far, and the only thing that’s proven to be authentic. What’s more, it furthered my growing realization—a realization everyone innately has but maybe doesn’t exceed the rank of ‘suspicion’ in some—that all preconceived notions of people, places, e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g, are absolutely meaningless in the face of genuine experience. </span></span></p></span></span></div></span></span></span></div></div></span><p></p> <!--EndFragment--> <div><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US;font-family:Times;font-size:12.0pt;"> </span><!--EndFragment--> </div></div></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-4477532212099287722009-06-26T23:55:00.001-04:002009-07-05T18:12:50.968-04:00Nebraska - Omaha, Grand Island, Shelton, Kearney, Gothenburg, North Platte, Ogallala<span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, -webkit-fantasy; "><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Then Omaha, and, by God, the first cowboy I saw, walking along the bleak walls of the wholesale meat warehouses in a ten-gallon hat and Texas boots, looked like any beat character of the brickwall dawns of the East except for the getup. We got off the bus and walked clear up the hill, the long hill formed over the millenniums by the mighty Missouri, alongside of which Omaha is built, and got out to the country and stuck our thumbs out.” (16)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMQQV4GQ_IDPTfT-t7Lh0aZgMgJFYnJsFxNgR9cgc2bnZoBnUqX-CoCG7BkACi77rvLfTE1Ks_FeI6kRxOJoh5KygR04NKAUCBeU1cfr8W6Ms_-bsq5YQ1BbqNXdkwvM-mEj075CV5J4/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMQQV4GQ_IDPTfT-t7Lh0aZgMgJFYnJsFxNgR9cgc2bnZoBnUqX-CoCG7BkACi77rvLfTE1Ks_FeI6kRxOJoh5KygR04NKAUCBeU1cfr8W6Ms_-bsq5YQ1BbqNXdkwvM-mEj075CV5J4/s400/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353154455045047698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p></span></div><div><br /></div>“All the men were driving home from work, wearing railroad hats, baseball hats, all kinds of hats, just like after work in any town anywhere. One of them gave me a ride up the hill and left me at a lonely crossroads on the edge of the prairie. It was beautiful there” (12).</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaGdIQ8iaW-UkKzNt61qQ7B1Uf3qD21V171YVM2z8sNcJW6Rwdm6cM_le4p41mrqhiR5TedKKKRWyhw1qod_a2l0PwOyl7btwbsvQ8Msha77ONY-_F5u5sMRzRkfXyj9_dpSzpXngrMGE/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaGdIQ8iaW-UkKzNt61qQ7B1Uf3qD21V171YVM2z8sNcJW6Rwdm6cM_le4p41mrqhiR5TedKKKRWyhw1qod_a2l0PwOyl7btwbsvQ8Msha77ONY-_F5u5sMRzRkfXyj9_dpSzpXngrMGE/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173236246658370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span><br /></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I was in another big high cab, all set to go hundreds of miles across the night, and was I happy! And the new truckdriver was as crazy as the other and yelled just as much, and all I had to do was lean back and roll on. Now I could see Denver looming ahead of me like the Promised Land, way out there beneath the stars, across the prairie of Iowa and the plains of Nebraska, and I could see the greater vision of San Francisco beyond, like jewels in the night.” (13)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XVK0ImWr_zbsl-AL5u9kNkBEeyVgIVAI3kf4S7ic-Nnd3Z40NhOvUj8V6M8ZPYV5OlcUzjze-d_1sanlve2MWa4stsaO6LdK1wDMKi7cBf_-WtcgQyYPdIYG6hnyMwirXtwHI_sLlBI/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XVK0ImWr_zbsl-AL5u9kNkBEeyVgIVAI3kf4S7ic-Nnd3Z40NhOvUj8V6M8ZPYV5OlcUzjze-d_1sanlve2MWa4stsaO6LdK1wDMKi7cBf_-WtcgQyYPdIYG6hnyMwirXtwHI_sLlBI/s400/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353182265547956258" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;">(not taken at night, but this does illustrate the plains of Nebraska)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Cowboy had two cars with him that he was driving back to Montana. His wife was at Grand Island …” (16). </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwU4T1vK7OfUwS9EYeukxj_-6RvU92qQQXotZS5ZIPi61b-NK-2E8mzMgwCQiFpqzUxqdgb7LBqxMticTB15J4xplbcuV6T8GUMtxk7qruy6D05NQRICiOwU5hjyOUMlq6eKZCUiv3W04/s1600-h/IMG_0635.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwU4T1vK7OfUwS9EYeukxj_-6RvU92qQQXotZS5ZIPi61b-NK-2E8mzMgwCQiFpqzUxqdgb7LBqxMticTB15J4xplbcuV6T8GUMtxk7qruy6D05NQRICiOwU5hjyOUMlq6eKZCUiv3W04/s400/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353156681350245058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">k</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> on </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">'</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">k</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">p</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">w</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">l</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">b</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">w</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">n</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">g</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">R</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">p</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">d</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">C</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">y</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">)</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“So we drove a hundred miles across Nebraska, following the winding Platte with its verdant fields” (16).</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6G9GKl8RogISM2Q4OHz8do1pDFNHR_WtONFRQktCDlKYNrzoI0hSfvJQ5sMOyXdljyRCSLZby6tIUU3uHtJmuqjoPzwJL6d2Ja-kPMOKuCMDQZRxCjaV335sJV1Sihktf7TJc2JUPOSI/s1600-h/IMG_0664.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6G9GKl8RogISM2Q4OHz8do1pDFNHR_WtONFRQktCDlKYNrzoI0hSfvJQ5sMOyXdljyRCSLZby6tIUU3uHtJmuqjoPzwJL6d2Ja-kPMOKuCMDQZRxCjaV335sJV1Sihktf7TJc2JUPOSI/s400/IMG_0664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353179400400231634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoFuiIhd-fULJXztT-v9-XC4TDxI7YpSIdJeUZ8uRo3595A-hQrKiMAOVp6TkovzSyJMKP0gtAV3yDI5bkg9goPX3bGwSi8BX9eBcpDhBCOcKTEZgeT_U7aeNCe9cEsuydOzfC3Vzdjc/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEoFuiIhd-fULJXztT-v9-XC4TDxI7YpSIdJeUZ8uRo3595A-hQrKiMAOVp6TkovzSyJMKP0gtAV3yDI5bkg9goPX3bGwSi8BX9eBcpDhBCOcKTEZgeT_U7aeNCe9cEsuydOzfC3Vzdjc/s400/IMG_0663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353178842577992370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Then an old man who said nothing—and God knows why he picked us up—took us to Shelton. Here Eddie stood forlornly in the road in front of a staring bunch of short, squat Omaha Indians who had nowhere to go and nothing to do. Across the road was the railroad track and the watertank saying SHELTON. ‘Damn me,’ said Eddie with amazement, ‘I’ve been in this town before. It was years ago, during the war, at night, late at night when everybody was sleeping. I went out on the platform to smoke, and there we was in the middle of nowhere and black as hell, and I look up and see that name Shelton written on the watertank. Bound for the stayed a few minuts, stoking up or something, and off we went. Damn me, this Shelton! I hated this place ever since!’ And we were stuck in Shelton.” (18)</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75nMgkvdvAnINewD6_hQ_daUXraoQ6YHP2wtA-N1uCzTFEHSW40lq9KZUZ8-nFfJcJ-8J16KFrayBUkYIH48h0FmiJNW9Bq43wHY6Q-RoEO4KH7t-DkZAV6ExeT2DH4sSTIJQDBzCEtk/s1600-h/IMG_0640.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75nMgkvdvAnINewD6_hQ_daUXraoQ6YHP2wtA-N1uCzTFEHSW40lq9KZUZ8-nFfJcJ-8J16KFrayBUkYIH48h0FmiJNW9Bq43wHY6Q-RoEO4KH7t-DkZAV6ExeT2DH4sSTIJQDBzCEtk/s400/IMG_0640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353173795440024978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQlcFQs_f9fSx9FjFVpauFiDkym_a1ygfq16kH3fIqgV18n8aNwy5beTZTvoZPN75n4Nx-Kz8dNPU2yHkj0cSaKVORwMfuayfT76oe6cF3PB3yXQfCmPKyY0Rw6tHS7AoMtgxZwva3dPs/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQlcFQs_f9fSx9FjFVpauFiDkym_a1ygfq16kH3fIqgV18n8aNwy5beTZTvoZPN75n4Nx-Kz8dNPU2yHkj0cSaKVORwMfuayfT76oe6cF3PB3yXQfCmPKyY0Rw6tHS7AoMtgxZwva3dPs/s400/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353174514479353890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">(They have a new water tower these days)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“‘You boys going to get somewhere, or just going?’ We didn’t understand his question, and it was a damned good question” (18).</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I had visions of a dark and dusty night on the plains …” (19).</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYXrZwyjx3FP_X8M75MQ5AGF3F_VJbqHIpyu0xf_cQZuzruiclwMsXUKZRD5Xz0_ZBW1zKP2_Amx1DBJ5Gg5aCJz0qEKTQpH2dcA5qVl3tyTijZeNNSM1VmqCSUupc9bMxsDabV3v7K7M/s1600-h/IMG_0639.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYXrZwyjx3FP_X8M75MQ5AGF3F_VJbqHIpyu0xf_cQZuzruiclwMsXUKZRD5Xz0_ZBW1zKP2_Amx1DBJ5Gg5aCJz0qEKTQpH2dcA5qVl3tyTijZeNNSM1VmqCSUupc9bMxsDabV3v7K7M/s400/IMG_0639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353156703301539282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"></span></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“In no time at all we were back on the main highway and that night I saw the entire state of Nebraska unroll before my eyes. A hundred and ten miles an hour straight through, an arrow road, sleeping towns, no traffic, and the Union Pacific streamliner falling behind us in the moonlight. I wasn’t frightened at all that night; it was perfectly legitimate to go 110 and talk and have all the Nebraska towns—Ogallala, Gothenburg, Kearney, Grand Island, Columbus—unreel with dreamlike rapidity as we roared ahead and talked.” (218)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4WW1ASSoABFbIxw_2RM06ZHbBfMi6ugK6IL-cod_ezBG3fg6sAEd11llDNUjbJ-O88WVM9Q5gRDP9ozYd5bg8h1fHcER_MS2gbsqYEbXgLivXeajl3g942kF9lqRlsZb2i_hdPzTHS1o/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4WW1ASSoABFbIxw_2RM06ZHbBfMi6ugK6IL-cod_ezBG3fg6sAEd11llDNUjbJ-O88WVM9Q5gRDP9ozYd5bg8h1fHcER_MS2gbsqYEbXgLivXeajl3g942kF9lqRlsZb2i_hdPzTHS1o/s400/IMG_0647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353175950426864306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">(Kearney)</span></div></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“And so we talked, and he told me about his life, which wasn’t very interesting, and I started to sleep some and woke up right outside the town of Gothenburg, where he let me off” (19).</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbuEXIhZkzrVBIr76jjWgQ0OP9mtE6JyIPhyphenhyphenwuA2-lWL7uR0tDOz3ny5-OrdcKrClhoocw8weDtb1CA1fGqKO5rwlwMsT12vM0Z8H5dxhhNzRTcToM3YVXN_UcHLP-vlzlGJFtAnbPTvY/s1600-h/IMG_0649.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbuEXIhZkzrVBIr76jjWgQ0OP9mtE6JyIPhyphenhyphenwuA2-lWL7uR0tDOz3ny5-OrdcKrClhoocw8weDtb1CA1fGqKO5rwlwMsT12vM0Z8H5dxhhNzRTcToM3YVXN_UcHLP-vlzlGJFtAnbPTvY/s400/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176515226502370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Montana Slim and the two high-school boys wandered the streets of North Platte with me till I found a whisky store. They chipped in some, and Slim some, and I bought a fifth. Tall, sullen men watched us go by from false-front buildings; the main street was lined with square box-houses. There were immense vistas of the plains beyond every sad street. I felt something different in the air in North Platte, I didn’t know what it was. In five minutes I did. We got back on the truck and roared off. It got dark quickly. We all had a shot, and suddenly I looked, and the verdant farmfields of the Platte began to disappear and in their stead, so far you couldn’t see to the end, appeared long flat wastelands of sand and sagebrush. I was astounded.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>‘What in the hell is this?’ I cried out to Slim.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>‘This is the beginning of the rangelands, boy. Hand me another drink.’” (23)<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLb4xBzPAclZ55zcV6ukqk6mpf8W7QrvzuCZvBNISY9QHKDimgCCap57pzRyYkcGV4St9tj1K7iX0jSUjVR330KlRJ6KjhV1RreZcQPYrDg_EVoQb9yRiDZttkztorzjcerZeTMbJtlmA/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLb4xBzPAclZ55zcV6ukqk6mpf8W7QrvzuCZvBNISY9QHKDimgCCap57pzRyYkcGV4St9tj1K7iX0jSUjVR330KlRJ6KjhV1RreZcQPYrDg_EVoQb9yRiDZttkztorzjcerZeTMbJtlmA/s400/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353175295603908050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9y4Km3xceYxMf2026t3q5bjtg9iJEFCciamW3l35gpsPOYn-cVBEpfYk6Vr36OdEIolG9qv84mIBTZ06kVK7AObrjzsZU1fM8k0DDkcyEl5b6ObwiioN3dm_jV2W3HUmCNA11A2BoDVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9y4Km3xceYxMf2026t3q5bjtg9iJEFCciamW3l35gpsPOYn-cVBEpfYk6Vr36OdEIolG9qv84mIBTZ06kVK7AObrjzsZU1fM8k0DDkcyEl5b6ObwiioN3dm_jV2W3HUmCNA11A2BoDVQ/s400/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353179907632959298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“… he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars, generally the Western stars” (23).</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“As in a dream we zoomed through small crossroads towns smack out of the darkness, and passed long lines of lounging harvest hands and cowboys in the night” (25).</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFjta2Ga3lB1Be0Fi90boq8owd8HObAmIqCYJTh7Lljopc5ALitmZQsrM3BbSZa_Njqpdw2bmTHzCUzPYzphxdp9UZ9gM14QQB-VlrGFvQGrgVaPGKQ4xgBMNXV4TEGbruWdNmX622s8/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFjta2Ga3lB1Be0Fi90boq8owd8HObAmIqCYJTh7Lljopc5ALitmZQsrM3BbSZa_Njqpdw2bmTHzCUzPYzphxdp9UZ9gM14QQB-VlrGFvQGrgVaPGKQ4xgBMNXV4TEGbruWdNmX622s8/s400/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353180585125406594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“We zoomed through another crossroads town, passed another line of tall lanky men in jeans clustered in the dim light like moths on the desert, and returned to the tremendous darkness, and the stars overhead were pure and bright because of the increasingly thin air as we mounted the high hill of the western plateau, about a foot a mile, so they say, and no trees obstructing any low-leveled stars anywhere. And once I saw a moody whitefaced cow in the sage by the road as we flitted by. It was like riding a railroad train, just as steady and just as straight” (26).”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">“We came suddenly into the town of Ogallala….I had to buy more cigarettes” (26).</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcROrQHmhUBQkjoDtPg45JjHnBYBEYcTqYRbuhATskQ4k4A8ZJKfEwBPx7sQ-K1sNDy7SuDGxzv8p79lru9MtXU1XTjCqzdQsHTaqvDc7Cyi6dQv33jfXFUZGhxK1curC9H3JzuUnrQOA/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcROrQHmhUBQkjoDtPg45JjHnBYBEYcTqYRbuhATskQ4k4A8ZJKfEwBPx7sQ-K1sNDy7SuDGxzv8p79lru9MtXU1XTjCqzdQsHTaqvDc7Cyi6dQv33jfXFUZGhxK1curC9H3JzuUnrQOA/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353176949623278530" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">(Ogallala - not a very appealing town.)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">I was kind of surprised at how nice Omaha was. Maybe it was the fact that at the time they had an arts festival going on downtown, or maybe it was the lazy monotony of Iowa, but in terms of midwest cities it seemed to be one of the nicer ones. A asked a local about the city (how they like it, blah blah blah), and essentially what they said was that relatively recently Omaha decided to change their image--I wasn't aware of any image, much less one that needs to be changed. His answer was ambiguous, but the city seems nice now. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">After Omaha I mentally prepared (i.e. reminded myself not to zone out and miss something that could be worth seeing) for some extended driving in long, flat Nebraska. Scenery-wise, I was impressed. I had imagined green oceans of corn and the occasional nowhere-town, and there were those things (oh God was there ever corn), but there were plains, prairie, and, towards the northern parts of the state, sand hills. When I imagined the midwest before I left, this is what I was hoping it would look like. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">I had high hopes for places like North Platte and Ogallala--great names by the way--but I was sorely disappointed in North Platte when I got there; it was one big neon avenue full of giant humming signs for chain restaurants, chain hotels, chain everything. The only unique thing about that town as I drove through was how geared toward the typical touristic traveling american family; it was odd how present the idea of commercial familiarity (and by that I mean "don't be afraid to eat/stay here because you've done it before only in a different town") was in that town. Traveling through North Platte was when I realized how grossly commercial most places I've not yet been to are going to be on this trip. It's interesting to think that if there was one less billboard or neon sign in North Platte, I probably would have observed the obvious insult to regionalism, history, and culture with the typical, passive response "commercialism is everywhere, and that's too bad." </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">But being offended at gratuitous advertising for ruining the image I had of place I had high hopes for and realizing a place isn't that great even without in-your-face advertising are two different things. Ogallala wasn't too great, partly because I couldn't help but notice how many drunks hang around downtown on weeknights. Maybe that's part of the charm, and I could have just caught Ogallala on a bad night. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">As for the northern part of Nebraska, I was impressed; where a lot of parts of the state are flat and the roads straight, the northwest was hilly, diverse in scenery, and the roads winding almost dangerously. What's more, even though I didn't amble slowly through the state, I did meet some pretty friendly people. I say this now after having some damn unfriendly experiences in less hospitable states. </span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-6575892262629569162009-06-26T02:32:00.000-04:002009-07-05T18:14:14.346-04:00Iowa - Davenport, Iowa City, Des Moines, Adel, Stuart, Council Bluffs<span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I was all for it. Iowa!” (12).</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx3d8u0Hq_WO7ElpCJqVW13NpJ2dxgT1-G7yhd4GM7_sxiXyvTJU20qww4L-iENYGQ7urHfLLiBBbu82VPMn2BlYSDGvZBEc0MItyNdNOioHn9wJVnM4iy-XqQ2Q59b3qsFmZr7E88QvE/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx3d8u0Hq_WO7ElpCJqVW13NpJ2dxgT1-G7yhd4GM7_sxiXyvTJU20qww4L-iENYGQ7urHfLLiBBbu82VPMn2BlYSDGvZBEc0MItyNdNOioHn9wJVnM4iy-XqQ2Q59b3qsFmZr7E88QvE/s400/IMG_0591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354271751412611154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></span></div><div><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;">“In the afternoon we crossed drowsy old Davenport again and the low-lying Mississippi in her sawdust bed ..." (223).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVs5S72oMP75XfzjWbrZ4TdFA2LAI5miWN4jRsvKGTWQzdPvFnhJuvkMy4V5j_1EDXqhRUZo8Y7Ag_mWKjqmPpYF31ceZBZpw3Lg6Zm0Qo3U_v-NpUWRwyDu_b9Ac0qBd_hmArjox8aAk/s1600-h/IMG_0614.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVs5S72oMP75XfzjWbrZ4TdFA2LAI5miWN4jRsvKGTWQzdPvFnhJuvkMy4V5j_1EDXqhRUZo8Y7Ag_mWKjqmPpYF31ceZBZpw3Lg6Zm0Qo3U_v-NpUWRwyDu_b9Ac0qBd_hmArjox8aAk/s400/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354274228420088066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“… he balled that thing clear to Iowa City and yelled me the funniest stories about how he got around the law in every town that had an unfair speed limit …” (13).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: normal;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHM-Nj8sLrpCJLXox720WmbqdVrCz12CgU4jpugjVlr5sAtW6peilHGhZQO0DVbuMoejAn1C2FCCrM2NOs8KLU0_U0CAclvA9HK4ZXXSWfiomsxnGfPJxOOw5ViwC06odrvdYP1mL3JQw/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHM-Nj8sLrpCJLXox720WmbqdVrCz12CgU4jpugjVlr5sAtW6peilHGhZQO0DVbuMoejAn1C2FCCrM2NOs8KLU0_U0CAclvA9HK4ZXXSWfiomsxnGfPJxOOw5ViwC06odrvdYP1mL3JQw/s400/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355077396118691026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;">(I'm not positive that I took this picture in Iowa City--I lost track)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;">“Off we roared, and an hour later the smoke of Des Moines appeared ahead over the green cornfields” (13).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguUyCztZ7Kn3Fw32JSQ85nkYYzPRtSsCaL9w5T0w34VOHK8KWigmDVynmR9vRbtdO7fj8m4_1uZn9iLjSonwGOHoEaovxcEl19tPsApk1rLgzhRbGYuMEuw8_hqAFLxBvDxx8QUOSGQzM/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguUyCztZ7Kn3Fw32JSQ85nkYYzPRtSsCaL9w5T0w34VOHK8KWigmDVynmR9vRbtdO7fj8m4_1uZn9iLjSonwGOHoEaovxcEl19tPsApk1rLgzhRbGYuMEuw8_hqAFLxBvDxx8QUOSGQzM/s400/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355077408491535570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsBq-BjTu-DNJfGH3reLJZc0nKNLUGtSawf2eeaXDvkAQ7D5xSu-KA3M6bkOha-5YjGA_Thpqpa5DuMNyRiBcg2gq7wlaKJdXBFcdC2QhbcpOe_BOC62aWwR0KPFX2L8dSUBATKKY7Dew/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsBq-BjTu-DNJfGH3reLJZc0nKNLUGtSawf2eeaXDvkAQ7D5xSu-KA3M6bkOha-5YjGA_Thpqpa5DuMNyRiBcg2gq7wlaKJdXBFcdC2QhbcpOe_BOC62aWwR0KPFX2L8dSUBATKKY7Dew/s400/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355077396392803442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;">“… I immediately got a ride from a farmer and his son heading out for Adel in Iowa” (14).</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaz3UHOIhiOLcE3Da3Pysq95iFwyqOFnWfwSi-siiWVvqBou-7smBt_5w8qYIn8QY6f9s_aLIr7Z87o1gHkwYp5DGktMqJ7Bbk9q9-dSR7S4UasAPjk3GnvedffjlM5ysqTfdYtakcqaA/s1600-h/adel.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaz3UHOIhiOLcE3Da3Pysq95iFwyqOFnWfwSi-siiWVvqBou-7smBt_5w8qYIn8QY6f9s_aLIr7Z87o1gHkwYp5DGktMqJ7Bbk9q9-dSR7S4UasAPjk3GnvedffjlM5ysqTfdYtakcqaA/s400/adel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355077411786955650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“But we stuck together and got a ride from a taciturn man to Stuart, Iowa, a town in which we were really stranded. We stood in front of the railroad-ticket shack in Stuart, waiting for the westbound traffic till the sun went down …” (15).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQM23Pyyu_FaXGxhQOWYDXfq7iiG1Pqqi_N_Z0az8X3X1YMMxbTuvFlAXL3pQqRD1KZIy6lj06nMa15PNnn32MufQygq0_mTdY3y3V-ls4_FoucycgUio3eH1rWAgpf4NeWOkSHMyOkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0629.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQM23Pyyu_FaXGxhQOWYDXfq7iiG1Pqqi_N_Z0az8X3X1YMMxbTuvFlAXL3pQqRD1KZIy6lj06nMa15PNnn32MufQygq0_mTdY3y3V-ls4_FoucycgUio3eH1rWAgpf4NeWOkSHMyOkQ/s400/IMG_0629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355077415717250642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78PwFWQkGH4mmqmAREr7MYdSayfO4KhIFOgx64Vdew4g4Fh4IDpJzzN0iLc36k7MwV5LpCYl4wq-37g1wF5KCklf-IWxjnvGuu8iVmwVvtfSXNhBJNKvxvmiXGjxsC0pAL5q6rD9YxDc/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78PwFWQkGH4mmqmAREr7MYdSayfO4KhIFOgx64Vdew4g4Fh4IDpJzzN0iLc36k7MwV5LpCYl4wq-37g1wF5KCklf-IWxjnvGuu8iVmwVvtfSXNhBJNKvxvmiXGjxsC0pAL5q6rD9YxDc/s400/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355078626063488050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">“We arrived at Council Bluffs at dawn; I looked out. All winter I’d been reading of the great wagon parties that held council there before hitting the Oregon and Santa Fe trails; and of course now it was only cute suburban cottages of one damn kind and another, all laid out in the dismal gray dawn" (16).</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif0PkVDTrd2Sgv4AeIgq4ChbNKbFODsOFWDYB09BgHDtm_2LAPbTAjtD4SDv4JtMS1MbW3DEl7b6wR99hV0u_54lOzfmBC7TPH-N-zxkFXsW76hrlzfmIPfWoxm3xH-skybzGFG8aB1YQ/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif0PkVDTrd2Sgv4AeIgq4ChbNKbFODsOFWDYB09BgHDtm_2LAPbTAjtD4SDv4JtMS1MbW3DEl7b6wR99hV0u_54lOzfmBC7TPH-N-zxkFXsW76hrlzfmIPfWoxm3xH-skybzGFG8aB1YQ/s400/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355078631752817890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">I didn't spend a bunch of time in Iowa--I pretty much drove straight through this state and Nebraska, as I was trying to make South Dakota that same night. I tried to find something exciting about Iowa, but I didn't have much to work with; I remember lots of fields, lots of small towns indistinguishable from one another, and an almost mindless sojourn through the state. Call it tunnel vision from all that driving, but I genuinely couldn't muster Kerouac's enthusiasm for the state. Granted, he stayed there longer than I had, and he also had company, but I think I would have a hard time keeping myself occupied in Iowa. I felt almost glazed-over once I hit the beginning of Nebraska, but once I crossed sleepy Iowa I felt a slight surge in energy, a surge resulting from a slight (emphasis on slight) change in scenery into Nebraska. </p><p class="MsoNormal">I felt I missed something, so to be sure I had asked someone I met in Colorado (he was from Iowa, visiting the Rockies) if there was something I should have seen or done while I was passing through. After Iowa, I was beginning to suspect the midwest was going to be the least intriguing part of my journey.</p></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </span></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-71600593342927790652009-06-25T23:07:00.000-04:002009-07-05T18:15:03.516-04:00Illinois - Chicago, Joliet, Rock Island<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Pretty soon the redness turned purple, the last of the enchanted rivers flashed by, and we saw distant smokes of Chicago via Ed Wall’s ranch, 1180 miles, in exactly seventeen hours, not counting the two hours in the ditch and three at the ranch and two with the police in Newton, Iowa, for a mean average of seventy miles per hour across the land, with one driver. Which is a kind of crazy record.” (225)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfDzxAINBbR8ecfDlzQS9L2hCJ8TpB8yT8E7kv8BBLYmaFCqkv3AgxGmEcBTfPGhTudLZl1Y9q1E6ky9UqHMxLF-zMMfNvKL7bIyV1vKsW01beM6df8-03n1L40JUvyAy7qLll9tyZRs/s1600-h/IMG_0600.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGfDzxAINBbR8ecfDlzQS9L2hCJ8TpB8yT8E7kv8BBLYmaFCqkv3AgxGmEcBTfPGhTudLZl1Y9q1E6ky9UqHMxLF-zMMfNvKL7bIyV1vKsW01beM6df8-03n1L40JUvyAy7qLll9tyZRs/s400/IMG_0600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352567959921083554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(You've got me beat, Dean--The most I've done so far was 800 miles in 13 hours). </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Great Chicago glowed red before our eyes. We were suddenly on Madison Street among hordes of hobos, some of them sprawled out on the street with their feet on the curb, hundreds of others milling in the doorways of saloons and alleys.” (226)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNZAjGkgqKnKSdl8EsEt2bRAIL922KiSQ3UWmeuoUHj8y6NZnRbuXAPYZfXaaysCDWBO3Y3AcpACLxq02-hVxXCfovQZ8uBPlwJ-P_zDqJ7tABrpg3jLYcFZP3rNkQwjE3-Uh13z3SklE/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNZAjGkgqKnKSdl8EsEt2bRAIL922KiSQ3UWmeuoUHj8y6NZnRbuXAPYZfXaaysCDWBO3Y3AcpACLxq02-hVxXCfovQZ8uBPlwJ-P_zDqJ7tABrpg3jLYcFZP3rNkQwjE3-Uh13z3SklE/s400/IMG_0593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352567945744367570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Old brown Chicago with the strange semi-Eastern, semi-Western types going to work and spitting.” (226)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2f5ZbN2zBNQ4_8MQMzYs_LR6FSXOPp-1boL0Ak10agL9btlzNDIYMHaJIUjDLHa4Jom8b1h441MFS3IZcS7CyDDPGR6sdDgG7NvpM7FejHEckZweMVSr2NLA23fUojJDTFZtN6ebteh8/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2f5ZbN2zBNQ4_8MQMzYs_LR6FSXOPp-1boL0Ak10agL9btlzNDIYMHaJIUjDLHa4Jom8b1h441MFS3IZcS7CyDDPGR6sdDgG7NvpM7FejHEckZweMVSr2NLA23fUojJDTFZtN6ebteh8/s400/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352567955717225714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“headed straight for North Clark Street” (227)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifmrkw-y7ycFHNTBK_55FU-YY3ju8uL9cM-4TmsaNsnCf5048K4u1JwluCJ4dxk_nSeW1PYep8cqZaiwOr6OhEECGp6TmvWvtHMeBiGoYfapvDHu-bGpeXZZ5PNkPKxAWWmxKSLqVnPnc/s1600-h/IMG_0596.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifmrkw-y7ycFHNTBK_55FU-YY3ju8uL9cM-4TmsaNsnCf5048K4u1JwluCJ4dxk_nSeW1PYep8cqZaiwOr6OhEECGp6TmvWvtHMeBiGoYfapvDHu-bGpeXZZ5PNkPKxAWWmxKSLqVnPnc/s400/IMG_0596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352567969306266946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></p></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"To get out of the impossible complexities of Chicago traffic I took a bus to Joliet, Illinois, went by the Joliet pen, stationed myself just outside town after a walk through its leafy rickety streets behind, and pointed my way" (12)</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieoxWGPcilmDWFNKE5Wn3BBSdStZMHO3tYRRb4CrY8FjGgSFH3h5o_j_7HNWct_3ZwWlcvqsdWvb-JbZlH21tPtczYD5aUzbkNLI7RipY_Q1cUY2sBM4DUCaNyQbz5Vk4sp2fJTapjFZw/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieoxWGPcilmDWFNKE5Wn3BBSdStZMHO3tYRRb4CrY8FjGgSFH3h5o_j_7HNWct_3ZwWlcvqsdWvb-JbZlH21tPtczYD5aUzbkNLI7RipY_Q1cUY2sBM4DUCaNyQbz5Vk4sp2fJTapjFZw/s400/IMG_0601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352570175842026466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:16px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ICKpw-BAt1ct3w5HDhidXUC4o1Njfu6qu1aJZ9PM68stqbibzbxfElsFd8FaxZyC68jarvwGnnAVBYpCppSWyVSQqbr_06rRu2rT3Xx5FHIKkT8deEH3dJKAwubfzqR2hW2d7YL6WOM/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0ICKpw-BAt1ct3w5HDhidXUC4o1Njfu6qu1aJZ9PM68stqbibzbxfElsFd8FaxZyC68jarvwGnnAVBYpCppSWyVSQqbr_06rRu2rT3Xx5FHIKkT8deEH3dJKAwubfzqR2hW2d7YL6WOM/s400/IMG_0604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352570182340296706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;">“… drove clear through the rest of Illinois to Davenport, Iowa, via Rock Island. And here for the first time in my life I saw my beloved Mississippi River, dry in the summer haze, low water, with its big rank smell that smells like the raw body of America itself because it washes it up” (12).</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadEfujviEtYMn3VsZN6AcIv0F2PO9d_BR7btO58Ldobw6Ia4F8YZYlOdNtaPeYg_8XM1LuyOqNmoX99itxqrS2OJIXqYDru6JczWz5DTjGaphM39zT_odhRtUgB5OG1kJglYWEf6YLe0/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhadEfujviEtYMn3VsZN6AcIv0F2PO9d_BR7btO58Ldobw6Ia4F8YZYlOdNtaPeYg_8XM1LuyOqNmoX99itxqrS2OJIXqYDru6JczWz5DTjGaphM39zT_odhRtUgB5OG1kJglYWEf6YLe0/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352570185104212450" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a>(via Rock Island)</span></span></span></p></span></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">It looks like not much has changed with Chicago traffic since Kerouac's day; like New York, driving through the city once is enough to convince me that public transportation is the obvious way to go. I only spent a couple of hours in Chicago this time around (been there before), but I was alright with that. Cool city, but I wanted to make up for the time I had lost earlier that day, as at that point I was still trying to make it to the Black Hills, South Dakota by the next night. </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">The rest of Illinois wasn't anything spectacular. Joliet seemed nice enough, but after that it was straight through to Rock Island/the border of Iowa. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">f</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">h</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">v</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">r with its "... big, rank smell";</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">God, that's the truth. The smell of the Mississippi was the first thing I noticed as I was coming from Rock Island into Iowa. It's not a bad smell, just noticeable, powerful; you can tell you're by a significant body of water. This was at night, so none of my pictures of the River turned out anything close to visible.</span></span></span></p><!--StartFragment--><!--EndFragment--> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-28420621993970618982009-06-25T21:50:00.004-04:002009-06-29T01:14:43.098-04:00Indiana - Indianapolis, Terre Haute<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, fantasy;">“We arrived in St. Louis at noon. I took a walk down by the Mississippi River and watched the logs that came floating from Montana in the north—grand Odyssean logs of our continental dream….The bus roared through Indiana cornfields that night; the moon illuminated the ghostly gathered husks; it was almost Halloween. I made the acquaintance of a girl and we necked all the way to Indianapolis.” (95)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEHHbn9Cn3pklcttKidmqG2QxBqEMnW15rZ1nlSRl6If4OhNc64jz_nCHaUnPizK3uZc3YhcO2YlCHa9OSHEDVBAfWCl8c3nWo9xjLJEp6oh9b4wFwtgjsLVTngt3kwETA0g4pNwZxDc/s1600-h/IMG_0552.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEHHbn9Cn3pklcttKidmqG2QxBqEMnW15rZ1nlSRl6If4OhNc64jz_nCHaUnPizK3uZc3YhcO2YlCHa9OSHEDVBAfWCl8c3nWo9xjLJEp6oh9b4wFwtgjsLVTngt3kwETA0g4pNwZxDc/s400/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352531872067816722" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Henry Glass was riding the bus with me. He had got on at Terre Haute, Indiana ...” (244)</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4vztXkxgpfXhHi2Ib210lLIQp11J93F23_YQ7AuVyhbnjZ2phyphenhyphenAX8zemOaIyFHyq-eFb4sNPwMBDc8NkNsY1imDnB5mHTEjWyXhhx8RmmUswKVUdoWPDKBW7Bh25Qn0vpZNwD33DBZfU/s1600-h/IMG_0583.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4vztXkxgpfXhHi2Ib210lLIQp11J93F23_YQ7AuVyhbnjZ2phyphenhyphenAX8zemOaIyFHyq-eFb4sNPwMBDc8NkNsY1imDnB5mHTEjWyXhhx8RmmUswKVUdoWPDKBW7Bh25Qn0vpZNwD33DBZfU/s400/IMG_0583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352533610079147906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(What you see is what you get in Terre Haute). </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;font-size:16px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83qJoMMpMtkbpuK-t-0cP0kY9gyrrHttczrGdiVhsVDrntQARewBBO7TP6o6GHNplnWbehdbutJvU2AlEszb-t6zE_qwevVf1OwI-FOej0HDPSXHUkmP8TjXz6Vw11dyTvFqia6g2R_o/s1600-h/IMG_0565.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh83qJoMMpMtkbpuK-t-0cP0kY9gyrrHttczrGdiVhsVDrntQARewBBO7TP6o6GHNplnWbehdbutJvU2AlEszb-t6zE_qwevVf1OwI-FOej0HDPSXHUkmP8TjXz6Vw11dyTvFqia6g2R_o/s400/IMG_0565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352531879149081794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:medium;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">(This wheelie, seen here being performed by this homeless gentleman in downtown Indianapolis early in the morning, cost me $7 but I think it was worth it).</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Indiana. Where to begin. I came into the state at night, and I enjoyed myself then (though the bars close too early). Indianapolis is beautiful, and if there are ugly parts--like, Newark NJ-style ugly--I haven't seen them (though I did stick to downtown and the main roads). After the repetitive scenery of industrial cities and the agonizing country nothingness that plagued my windshield all that day, Indiana was a joy to drive through. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">After a rejuvenating hour or two in Indianapolis, I felt ready to drive again for a little while. This energy lasted halfway through to Terre Haute, but by three a.m. I had nothing left; I stopped at a rest stop. It was hot, but I didn't realize how hot until I was cramped in the back of my car, laying on a deflated air mattress (inflated, it wouldn't fit) with the windows cracked just enough to permit some sort of respiration. The humidity was staggering, I spent most of that time swatting mosquitoes and swearing at my then-demolished notions that sleeping in my car wouldn't be that bad; I cursed myself for not finding somebody I could stay with via couchsurfing.org in Indiana. It was miserable. When the sun was coming up, I dozed off for two hours or so. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I was back on the road by eight, the previous day's driving still wearing on me enormously. I stopped for coffee, which was a bad idea considering I was already exhausted and hadn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon in Detroit. The heat from the night in my car, coupled with the 97-degree day that Thursday, completely wore me out; I caved in and bought a filthy room for six hours at a motel outside Chicago. It was the worst traveling experience of my life, and I thought I'm only two days into it. I was weary from travel, sick and nauseous from the sun, and probably dehydrated (my own damn fault). I took a salt tablet (for the electrolytes), drank some water, and fell asleep thinking that if I were to get sick on this trip I'm out of luck--no health insurance; our great big America's not afraid of anything except for socialized healthcare and other ideas with a five-decade-old cold war stigma attached to them. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I woke up later that evening and remembered this quote:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"> <!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">when I didn’t know who I was—I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel,</span></i></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future,</span></i></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and maybe that’s why it happened right there and then, that strange red afternoon.” (14; emphasis added)</span></span></span></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-43622192077847942452009-06-24T19:05:00.000-04:002009-06-28T19:50:39.652-04:00Michigan - Detroit<span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“If you sifted all Detroit in a wire basket the beater solid core of dregs couldn’t be better gathered.” (232)</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5uFDDnDw9FeCw83RRmp6u8ou7aoHQwRm_6Cc2__UR7BHCj6xKV-2YJ0k5iCHIyAX0t9RifDZT6uBvV1T98lZNLxjYtA0lST1btiQJMO7Qkx6wCWqUzw8GcIGS_qZrSpfs6sY-6qG27Wc/s1600-h/IMG_0534.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5uFDDnDw9FeCw83RRmp6u8ou7aoHQwRm_6Cc2__UR7BHCj6xKV-2YJ0k5iCHIyAX0t9RifDZT6uBvV1T98lZNLxjYtA0lST1btiQJMO7Qkx6wCWqUzw8GcIGS_qZrSpfs6sY-6qG27Wc/s400/IMG_0534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352519496190420514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><!--EndFragment--> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“The moment we were in the new Chrysler and off the New York the poor man realized he had contracted a ride with two maniacs, but he made the best of it and in fact got used to us just as we passed Briggs Stadium and talked about next year’s Detroit Tigers.” (234)</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXU7tKRd8bAKQkK3qoLVdjW9y8uwDdELHr9QTRl76jcP4COGiORMbxvCC5-u61qBkeHzQyE9cU_Jn5sKS3gvDUd2nt57NywJZNgus-NjnWUBTuEFvqls2nrx-K2Gazw0nN7oKNNiC3vOE/s1600-h/IMG_0538.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXU7tKRd8bAKQkK3qoLVdjW9y8uwDdELHr9QTRl76jcP4COGiORMbxvCC5-u61qBkeHzQyE9cU_Jn5sKS3gvDUd2nt57NywJZNgus-NjnWUBTuEFvqls2nrx-K2Gazw0nN7oKNNiC3vOE/s400/IMG_0538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352519499397224546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Detroit consists of lots of beat up American cars. I only know this because I couldn't help noticing how many domestics compared to imports are on the road in that city, though it makes perfect sense. There was also some indistinguishable classic rock show going on downtown (or somewhere near there), which kind of fit the profile I had for Detroit. Perhaps hearing that music is why the first comparable city that popped into my head was Pittsburgh; central to Detroit's identity is Ford/GM/Etc., while central to Pittsburgh's identity is football (specifically the steelers). Aesthetically, though, and in my opinion, Pittsburgh is nicer. Maybe it's a tenuous connection, considering I was only briefly in Detroit, but a parallelism struck me--or maybe it's not so much the perceived connection between Pittsburgh and Detroit, but the connection midwest (and in Pittsburgh's case midwest-esque ... pardon the neologism) cities have with each other. Regardless, I wouldn't want to live there. </span></span></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-69842739559936998162009-06-24T18:40:00.001-04:002009-06-29T01:15:12.208-04:00Ohio - Ashtabula, Toledo, Cincinatti<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“It was an ordinary bus trip with crying babies and hot sun, and countryfolk getting on at one Penn town after another, till we got on the plain of Ohio and really rolled, up by Ashtabula and straight across Indiana in the night” (11).</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNWBsHfDH9sBoOWt35eCZbFfUbXhdp0L-IH4DXK2f696MM7vNPgvLWylk_OuCk21WvrQXqb7OhHbBTw34lZDDA38hTOzUAuG3bwXAamMeSBjDtKoaYEaGh5goLgpicC7c0CAh1WLWZLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0523.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQNWBsHfDH9sBoOWt35eCZbFfUbXhdp0L-IH4DXK2f696MM7vNPgvLWylk_OuCk21WvrQXqb7OhHbBTw34lZDDA38hTOzUAuG3bwXAamMeSBjDtKoaYEaGh5goLgpicC7c0CAh1WLWZLQ/s400/IMG_0523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352514415950778178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></a></span><br /></span><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">“In the misty night we crossed Toledo and went onward across old Ohio. I realized I was beginning to cross and recross towns in America as though I were a traveling salesman—raggedy travelings, bad stock, rotten beans in the bottom of my bag of tricks, nobody buying.” (234)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjquq8uM2EWn41fh2BXqyc6i4o8r3l9jrKnLMODYstA0K4wf49kV_wZ9hTDbEdb3Ug0nzpHnQ7BET1rRFGUIqfFB7DyA-cQ6gDJmYNwiHLLER9gHyOfTzyk8zMgVJXy2UJfA7rIH7ajt2c/s1600-h/IMG_0543.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjquq8uM2EWn41fh2BXqyc6i4o8r3l9jrKnLMODYstA0K4wf49kV_wZ9hTDbEdb3Ug0nzpHnQ7BET1rRFGUIqfFB7DyA-cQ6gDJmYNwiHLLER9gHyOfTzyk8zMgVJXy2UJfA7rIH7ajt2c/s400/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352514420523099250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> <!--StartFragment--><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">"The dark and mysterious Ohio, and Cincinnati at dawn." (243)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">(Unfortunately I have no pictures of Cincinnati; was getting late and I only took one shot, which was motion-blurred. I'm not too broken up about it).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;">----------------------------------------------</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ohio is boring as hell to drive through, and I zipped across (and up, and down...) that state as fast as I could. Really, I have nothing remarkable to say about the Ohio portion of this day's trip, despite the fact that it was a considerable haul--I left from Pittsburgh, PA then went up near Ashtabula, through Cleveland (shudder), then cut up to Michigan for Detroit, then back down through Toledo, near Cincinnati, over to Indianapolis, and then stopped for the night in Terre Haute, Indiana. More on that later. No wonder Ohio was little more than a collection of bus stops in </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">On the Road.</span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For more on Cleveland, and even a little on Detroit, watch </span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZzgAjjuqZM"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">this video.</span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><!--StartFragment--><!--EndFragment--> </div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-57986143362713321202009-06-23T19:29:00.002-04:002009-06-28T21:20:43.055-04:00Pennsylvania - Pittsburgh<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:medium;"><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I walked five miles to get out of Pittsburgh, and two rides, an apple truck and a big trailer truck, took me to Harrisburg in the soft Indian-summer rainy night. I cut right along. I wanted to get home” (96).</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5SgMv8J4iOGs7X_s2xDo1OUJ-oaSfKGqu2Cvlo4oENTCmSrupTEjzlM6IxLWM6dNXqN-xQnG5XYFwbhiD0knlq9CifMt3aMgtyF54ixX163pzp_kaGJL9L6vNU0vt9oH3qPYZDDidcG8/s1600-h/IMG_0522.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5SgMv8J4iOGs7X_s2xDo1OUJ-oaSfKGqu2Cvlo4oENTCmSrupTEjzlM6IxLWM6dNXqN-xQnG5XYFwbhiD0knlq9CifMt3aMgtyF54ixX163pzp_kaGJL9L6vNU0vt9oH3qPYZDDidcG8/s400/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352528196563054034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUbhyy26ZLuc17T7gPojfqs-RwrpyjxoONPxwakQXWSnwpB-ai0-cTvjiqt2hs9ghlVdwZHC-V7AnTOsCjfl8X30EhpAlPB5PFMugE3nx6g94vb8FOqlL4FlOVBUoAKOdwOA3M1RfoAtM/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUbhyy26ZLuc17T7gPojfqs-RwrpyjxoONPxwakQXWSnwpB-ai0-cTvjiqt2hs9ghlVdwZHC-V7AnTOsCjfl8X30EhpAlPB5PFMugE3nx6g94vb8FOqlL4FlOVBUoAKOdwOA3M1RfoAtM/s400/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352528187846609218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">(At this point, Kerouac and I are heading in opposite directions and have different attitudes about home).</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Today was the day I had begun my trip. I'm posting this after-the-fact, but as I anticipated I don't have the opportunity to blog every night. I left home and drove three hours to Ebensburg, PA to see a good friend, then from there stayed the night in Pittsburgh with a friend from college. I took the above pictures in the city before I set out for Ohio, Michigan, and Indiana. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"></span>Pennsylvania is considered to be divided up between Pittsburgh and Philadelphia. As pretty much everyone knows, it has more to do with sports than geography. It's not exactly a bustling metropolis like NYC, but sometimes that's a good thing. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-70992410064461047892009-06-23T15:25:00.003-04:002009-06-29T03:08:51.595-04:00On the Road<!--StartFragment--><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Times;mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><div><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Times;mso-ansi-language:EN-US">"The whole mad swirl of everything that was to come began then; it would mix up all my friends and all I had left of my family in the big dust cloud over the American Night.” (5)</span><!--EndFragment--> </div><div><br /></div>“Yes, and it wasn’t only because I was a writer and needed new experiences that I wanted to know Dean more, and because my life hanging around the campus had reached the completion of its cycle and was stultified, but because, somehow in spite of our difference in character, he reminded me of some long-lost brother….I was a young writer and wanted to take off” (7). </span><!--EndFragment-->Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-9916700889015284862009-06-22T14:41:00.006-04:002009-06-28T21:22:40.059-04:00New York - Bear Mountain, Newburgh<div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I started hitching up the thing. Five scattered rides took me to the desired Bear Mountain Bridge, where Route 6 arched in from New England” (9). </span></span> </div><div><br /></div><div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyvicGppC4UcA0HqVXI73PC8ijJv_Ki-zGKwccy8NZCBQ-tJdNYLTamIvYhtelcDEqjYrHt2fWhbVk9s5Um3e6mFzorhE1NhhN30JqYej0Q-2NerD-oVlruAGe4A04X0B6lQoZItxkCQE/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyvicGppC4UcA0HqVXI73PC8ijJv_Ki-zGKwccy8NZCBQ-tJdNYLTamIvYhtelcDEqjYrHt2fWhbVk9s5Um3e6mFzorhE1NhhN30JqYej0Q-2NerD-oVlruAGe4A04X0B6lQoZItxkCQE/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350228098996844098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyvicGppC4UcA0HqVXI73PC8ijJv_Ki-zGKwccy8NZCBQ-tJdNYLTamIvYhtelcDEqjYrHt2fWhbVk9s5Um3e6mFzorhE1NhhN30JqYej0Q-2NerD-oVlruAGe4A04X0B6lQoZItxkCQE/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHdh5foFI4HkbLeI6GQzuN1193xWP5oXajudMAPqhe5dN1vMpWrkq_CiMRmFCeResKdt6KEsPKKsSscAHZ3y6J1D2I4xw1Bp_OUFIZi3P8Jd2DKDJt-ZDKpI9_OKkLbIGiJAMVfNuCCKE/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHdh5foFI4HkbLeI6GQzuN1193xWP5oXajudMAPqhe5dN1vMpWrkq_CiMRmFCeResKdt6KEsPKKsSscAHZ3y6J1D2I4xw1Bp_OUFIZi3P8Jd2DKDJt-ZDKpI9_OKkLbIGiJAMVfNuCCKE/s400/IMG_0490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350233493049997058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHdh5foFI4HkbLeI6GQzuN1193xWP5oXajudMAPqhe5dN1vMpWrkq_CiMRmFCeResKdt6KEsPKKsSscAHZ3y6J1D2I4xw1Bp_OUFIZi3P8Jd2DKDJt-ZDKpI9_OKkLbIGiJAMVfNuCCKE/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"></a>(It was raining, but I didn't hear any thunder. I like to think the fog enveloping this mountain looks exactly as it had when Kerouac stopped here).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18ptGSv-SOV7M0tts7eRz8vuLncB6vPb4HtxMhDB1Lc3HPb_F5Mr4vhYjd6eo_yiNZUWcc9ewt9bCwOxoBmT_6dqtnV1vOw7GaTItogrmrpXwasSiGYtw_zmQ8e7ioC9boAfqZ4WvQh4/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18ptGSv-SOV7M0tts7eRz8vuLncB6vPb4HtxMhDB1Lc3HPb_F5Mr4vhYjd6eo_yiNZUWcc9ewt9bCwOxoBmT_6dqtnV1vOw7GaTItogrmrpXwasSiGYtw_zmQ8e7ioC9boAfqZ4WvQh4/s400/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350228103264802514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh18ptGSv-SOV7M0tts7eRz8vuLncB6vPb4HtxMhDB1Lc3HPb_F5Mr4vhYjd6eo_yiNZUWcc9ewt9bCwOxoBmT_6dqtnV1vOw7GaTItogrmrpXwasSiGYtw_zmQ8e7ioC9boAfqZ4WvQh4/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"></a>(I had to zoom in to get this train, just to give you an idea of how high up the bridge is)<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglftiv4gWmi8wqdoGu4xRxQaaS49FG9cyjxKxx1Eh6o5H_FsUpgqx45xqW-KO69ehpDUyCKYPGRWLNraBjRNTUrjsXr2OrQhKc3hXBZ12IULsxGmOf2O0wvOYFnSbr1Q4XfGi-Wi_-YIY/s1600-h/IMG_0492.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwj3RhU0hBuxHsCicDfm9gTYNOhRGNGx7QQ4dEwqv1Ro5EKR3OUw23iQf2EKg7yMSHwOZYqrpQOTLCpaa6hrAH2BWbEX-H9H_fZ2ckIZYnGv59hicsva0u2JTgvq98njqdYtumHqvjPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwj3RhU0hBuxHsCicDfm9gTYNOhRGNGx7QQ4dEwqv1Ro5EKR3OUw23iQf2EKg7yMSHwOZYqrpQOTLCpaa6hrAH2BWbEX-H9H_fZ2ckIZYnGv59hicsva0u2JTgvq98njqdYtumHqvjPQ/s400/IMG_0491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350233495969926834" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwj3RhU0hBuxHsCicDfm9gTYNOhRGNGx7QQ4dEwqv1Ro5EKR3OUw23iQf2EKg7yMSHwOZYqrpQOTLCpaa6hrAH2BWbEX-H9H_fZ2ckIZYnGv59hicsva0u2JTgvq98njqdYtumHqvjPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"></a>This is a terrible shot, but I'm including it because it cost me a $100 citation for not wearing a seatbelt--I removed it as I was parking to take this shot, and a cop who was dealing with somebody he had pulled over saw me drive a few feet to a stop. Absolute bullshit, but at least I get to use this quote: </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, fantasy;">“The American police are involved in psychological warfare against those Americans who don’t frighten them with imposing papers and threats. It’s a Victorian police force; it peers out of musty windows and wants to inquire about everything, and can make crimes if the crimes don’t exist to its satisfaction” (127). Amen.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US;font-family:Times;font-size:12.0pt;"> </span><!--EndFragment--> </div><div><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“High up over my head the great hairy Bear Mountain sent down thunderclaps that put the fear of God in me. All I could see were smoky trees and dismal wilderness rising to the skies” (9). </span></span><!--EndFragment--> <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqUK9KcHGg4CKJ7mjASxRkoVmfD7qi9Dum59xrsXKNEXOR7jvICgci_kQemFLQHK7HvI8bs53QSd6H-yrWmJ4tw_5tBdh_iNh1dW4hkamCPVUGVwo3iCC7CEW1R4RGCSb5QoFpPUnokg8/s1600-h/IMG_0484.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqUK9KcHGg4CKJ7mjASxRkoVmfD7qi9Dum59xrsXKNEXOR7jvICgci_kQemFLQHK7HvI8bs53QSd6H-yrWmJ4tw_5tBdh_iNh1dW4hkamCPVUGVwo3iCC7CEW1R4RGCSb5QoFpPUnokg8/s400/IMG_0484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350228091693449090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62oSo7yxbEstxTUgkn-GiCZ2ntIc7QsTgYhydAvs7gGKkO7ss-v2kctUe8sqG5Q0XnNv00yN5sG7Jghi_36vLJYAcXgz9fpaqUKoMC66qafCetBwQq0ZGLQu8ukzbkvzYVhzoR5boXpY/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62oSo7yxbEstxTUgkn-GiCZ2ntIc7QsTgYhydAvs7gGKkO7ss-v2kctUe8sqG5Q0XnNv00yN5sG7Jghi_36vLJYAcXgz9fpaqUKoMC66qafCetBwQq0ZGLQu8ukzbkvzYVhzoR5boXpY/s400/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350228082792358722" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY3l96xOX5Nr_oNFCzrzQU-VAtHGckDe4D2w2sAWeKGo1q8SEyhjfg00v4JPw1rN2GbY-UbPAfk6Y52qPz8aCAThMZp_R0jAnWpyKaRIDPf75lMbA9j1T-8XQFha9Hts40keYSHUSb6MQ/s1600-h/IMG_0482.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY3l96xOX5Nr_oNFCzrzQU-VAtHGckDe4D2w2sAWeKGo1q8SEyhjfg00v4JPw1rN2GbY-UbPAfk6Y52qPz8aCAThMZp_R0jAnWpyKaRIDPf75lMbA9j1T-8XQFha9Hts40keYSHUSb6MQ/s400/IMG_0482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350228081021732882" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“In Newburgh it had stopped raining. I walked down to the river, and I had to ride back to New York in a bus with a delegation of schoolteachers coming back from a weekend in the mountains—chatter-chatter blah-blah, and me swearing for all the time and the money I’d wasted …” (10). </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguduya1FUk3H_4KzC5ELvETcjXq5or6xfA2ehFL4wJTwFOGA1PqZ7JUd48KdphVaXypVUIHUkGNYteJ5t1LWmWOmEmpmTyLKx8vxHbEN1_Vy7PE-FSAtERvADEm_E4uvVBKMCrcL4L56w/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguduya1FUk3H_4KzC5ELvETcjXq5or6xfA2ehFL4wJTwFOGA1PqZ7JUd48KdphVaXypVUIHUkGNYteJ5t1LWmWOmEmpmTyLKx8vxHbEN1_Vy7PE-FSAtERvADEm_E4uvVBKMCrcL4L56w/s400/IMG_0494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350233512942573538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyj-iiPh-Zm4Q7xR3GZ2leWR6th0rRiGVYTLT7D4eP-9qXJ3Yjr-BLKh0tJd2nvT6eY7ZXYEULoz30o7DcftqGCBuc5sbhNRBiSzzAP9WpubcwcuC_lczyIdmQFDqH8zIEeWr72HPZNLk/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyj-iiPh-Zm4Q7xR3GZ2leWR6th0rRiGVYTLT7D4eP-9qXJ3Yjr-BLKh0tJd2nvT6eY7ZXYEULoz30o7DcftqGCBuc5sbhNRBiSzzAP9WpubcwcuC_lczyIdmQFDqH8zIEeWr72HPZNLk/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350233507195958274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglftiv4gWmi8wqdoGu4xRxQaaS49FG9cyjxKxx1Eh6o5H_FsUpgqx45xqW-KO69ehpDUyCKYPGRWLNraBjRNTUrjsXr2OrQhKc3hXBZ12IULsxGmOf2O0wvOYFnSbr1Q4XfGi-Wi_-YIY/s1600-h/IMG_0492.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglftiv4gWmi8wqdoGu4xRxQaaS49FG9cyjxKxx1Eh6o5H_FsUpgqx45xqW-KO69ehpDUyCKYPGRWLNraBjRNTUrjsXr2OrQhKc3hXBZ12IULsxGmOf2O0wvOYFnSbr1Q4XfGi-Wi_-YIY/s400/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350233500887515666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The Bear Mountain Bridge is an imposing piece of architecture. There are taller bridges, but the feeling of the height being absolutely himalayan may be because when you cross, you're crossing between two mountains--Mountains whose peaks I couldn't even see due to the rain. That too probably added to the mystique. As for Bear Mountain itself, the first thing I noticed was how fresh the air felt/smelled. It was beautiful, and it wasn't exactly a nice day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Newburgh, on the other hand, wasn't anything special. Parts of it had cobblestone streets, which abused my car horribly. One odd thing, however--there are a hell of a lot of Taxis in Newburgh. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-57613110055910063532009-06-22T13:06:00.010-04:002009-06-29T00:07:19.289-04:00New York City<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“As we rode in the bus in the weird phosphorescent void of the Lincoln Tunnel we leaned on each other with fingers waving and yelled and talked excitedly, and I was beginning to get the bug like Dean” (4).</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqnHRQvSmSzIo0nbsTn8QAcACMxkHPsG90BlXdWL0HBgLaSi3Eba_ybqOj8_O812_33mjWB5r9X-cYRo-GAXgEw_3X2YXIHVVQehDp2vHbHGEeUyGo7cLBH-HahA7uliMa7Lcm2z0w7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqnHRQvSmSzIo0nbsTn8QAcACMxkHPsG90BlXdWL0HBgLaSi3Eba_ybqOj8_O812_33mjWB5r9X-cYRo-GAXgEw_3X2YXIHVVQehDp2vHbHGEeUyGo7cLBH-HahA7uliMa7Lcm2z0w7Q/s400/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350202892215180018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Dean, ragged in a motheaten overcoat he brought specially for the freezing temperatures of the East, walked off alone, and the last I saw of him he rounded the corner of Seventh Avenue, eyes on the street ahead, and bent to it again” (292).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqzhyphenhyphen47vr3Kjt2qfglfayaqe60AdGcdYb7Nm1VFi-rzKgfZXTxOa7TbS_-nQFq2KEtzqNAiUHTjok5BbS5Acz_5Nyi6BXlHhvOpBUMt3ju9pdDi_hIhX__VZqOhWvXS8uWbmbcpycEb0/s1600-h/IMG_0446.jpg"></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP7K7TqQbe1PbdmoeeodhJLjMiRumPWNQ6rvKHJQuMSu8Z-EU7l5ATNSz9S1-G3C3GZIR5n-GLu7q0kOmH5HKnkmienqgnXvWOo2sX03v0XLCioo8Hkn4B2qZO4sVssoxwcji7tS7Tw6I/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP7K7TqQbe1PbdmoeeodhJLjMiRumPWNQ6rvKHJQuMSu8Z-EU7l5ATNSz9S1-G3C3GZIR5n-GLu7q0kOmH5HKnkmienqgnXvWOo2sX03v0XLCioo8Hkn4B2qZO4sVssoxwcji7tS7Tw6I/s400/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211803840793218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP7K7TqQbe1PbdmoeeodhJLjMiRumPWNQ6rvKHJQuMSu8Z-EU7l5ATNSz9S1-G3C3GZIR5n-GLu7q0kOmH5HKnkmienqgnXvWOo2sX03v0XLCioo8Hkn4B2qZO4sVssoxwcji7tS7Tw6I/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Dean stood outside the windows with his bag, ready to go to Penn Station and on across the land” (292).</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIF57_-fvlwZikNoj0gNWzjQr4nMmnlgrZvFVNQ28Nh2Q7FSnVQs3SQlrcrMbQFiy_8vmWT-36YTJr0cvBLGrgUe4q430waPUcJBCBPEzXrVUcWaOuIciSLX3JhjoQm_KsPPMzrnWnWw/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIF57_-fvlwZikNoj0gNWzjQr4nMmnlgrZvFVNQ28Nh2Q7FSnVQs3SQlrcrMbQFiy_8vmWT-36YTJr0cvBLGrgUe4q430waPUcJBCBPEzXrVUcWaOuIciSLX3JhjoQm_KsPPMzrnWnWw/s400/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211812364435634" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br /></span><div> <!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Whenever spring comes to New York I can’t stand the suggestions of the land that come blowing over the river from New Jersey and I’ve got to go. So I went. For the first time in our lives I said good-by to Dean in New York and left him there. He worked in a parking lot on Madison and 40</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">” (237). </span></span></div><div><span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA83UNqx3WaxJw3m6mNVwhJnaMRftAo6B5tAdQQDNXenqHEedABiAFZLUdSBodR0C8M6VliStoJyK8xG5qmRVK-3n_jnWlVB8SXZbTPGw6_4GreIJD5gHK_iPOXJoPRys55lAR_pJ1Mz8/s1600-h/IMG_0434.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA83UNqx3WaxJw3m6mNVwhJnaMRftAo6B5tAdQQDNXenqHEedABiAFZLUdSBodR0C8M6VliStoJyK8xG5qmRVK-3n_jnWlVB8SXZbTPGw6_4GreIJD5gHK_iPOXJoPRys55lAR_pJ1Mz8/s400/IMG_0434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350207593023582210" /></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA83UNqx3WaxJw3m6mNVwhJnaMRftAo6B5tAdQQDNXenqHEedABiAFZLUdSBodR0C8M6VliStoJyK8xG5qmRVK-3n_jnWlVB8SXZbTPGw6_4GreIJD5gHK_iPOXJoPRys55lAR_pJ1Mz8/s1600-h/IMG_0434.JPG"></a>(No parking lots these days)<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkhRF0IzDtk6D5tYAFUzccs-oakpYSjHVlaloegOzt2578dqaqpfv80b0MXP1w4LKL4mDGwXlDL600PDqf61lWE-C3a-mA3Ugjr6XmYZ-fUxEOrqoU39rtsCLPmO_bHRaPsFgnkeN5Ufk/s1600-h/IMG_0433.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkhRF0IzDtk6D5tYAFUzccs-oakpYSjHVlaloegOzt2578dqaqpfv80b0MXP1w4LKL4mDGwXlDL600PDqf61lWE-C3a-mA3Ugjr6XmYZ-fUxEOrqoU39rtsCLPmO_bHRaPsFgnkeN5Ufk/s400/IMG_0433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350207584911752994" /></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkhRF0IzDtk6D5tYAFUzccs-oakpYSjHVlaloegOzt2578dqaqpfv80b0MXP1w4LKL4mDGwXlDL600PDqf61lWE-C3a-mA3Ugjr6XmYZ-fUxEOrqoU39rtsCLPmO_bHRaPsFgnkeN5Ufk/s1600-h/IMG_0433.JPG"></a>(looking down Madison)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div> <!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“One night we talked on the corner of 47</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> Street and Madison at three in the morning” (238).</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmpGSZxJV59lVFNWcgky0Kdw1cnOJE_u_xPEgzHuFOSQIwpZEM5YdqjJYbFeNj_XdC8XW11VSkwl6zeV6NhrL67gGcnPpYjw-At1y1igrYj1nJZtgUP9LBM2BSMYy4WJ1vzyed71baa0U/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmpGSZxJV59lVFNWcgky0Kdw1cnOJE_u_xPEgzHuFOSQIwpZEM5YdqjJYbFeNj_XdC8XW11VSkwl6zeV6NhrL67gGcnPpYjw-At1y1igrYj1nJZtgUP9LBM2BSMYy4WJ1vzyed71baa0U/s400/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350207579679637154" /></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmpGSZxJV59lVFNWcgky0Kdw1cnOJE_u_xPEgzHuFOSQIwpZEM5YdqjJYbFeNj_XdC8XW11VSkwl6zeV6NhrL67gGcnPpYjw-At1y1igrYj1nJZtgUP9LBM2BSMYy4WJ1vzyed71baa0U/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"></a>(So it's a 12-hour difference)<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></span><div><div><!--EndFragment--><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Suddenly I found myself on Times Square. I had traveled eight thousand miles around the American continent and I was back on Times Square; right in the middle of a rush hour, too, seeing with my innocent road-eyes the absolute madness and fantastic hoorair of New York with its millions and millions hustling forever for a buck among themselves, the mad dream—grabbing, taking, giving, sighing, dying, just so they could be buried in those awful cemeteries beyond Long Island City” (98). </span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRbtEF1662_1TSQ74PtjwjldKvv4CoXwITVBIXSp2WAXNpNBjuVZFAPnqDaStRAGtCiHUkMYPYgOLYOdGJ89azLuWvJwID3ec6RHFY_OV7FhyphenhyphenvaYT4zHnEwpfd7BAuyto-TJkIKMkAEiw/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRbtEF1662_1TSQ74PtjwjldKvv4CoXwITVBIXSp2WAXNpNBjuVZFAPnqDaStRAGtCiHUkMYPYgOLYOdGJ89azLuWvJwID3ec6RHFY_OV7FhyphenhyphenvaYT4zHnEwpfd7BAuyto-TJkIKMkAEiw/s400/IMG_0396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350202900230909938" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyqnHRQvSmSzIo0nbsTn8QAcACMxkHPsG90BlXdWL0HBgLaSi3Eba_ybqOj8_O812_33mjWB5r9X-cYRo-GAXgEw_3X2YXIHVVQehDp2vHbHGEeUyGo7cLBH-HahA7uliMa7Lcm2z0w7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"></a> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“St. Patrick’s Cathedral: most striking of the windows and I didn’t expect strikingness at this late hour—is at upper front left—a lonely icy congealed blue with streaks of hot pink—little blue holes—painted with an immeasurable blue ink, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">noir comme bleu</span></i></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">, black like blue, I was going to say three Apostles bur there are only two, third slot is not figure, is three one-third-size endisced figures almost like holes in skating ice—but with a winter swamp water full of mill dyes and midnight—no sky has had the color of this glass, and I know skies—all other windows here now dimming except this—it faces East, must be amazing tomorrow morning—faces East like my poor hospital window—Lord, I scribbled hymns to you—the other windows grow rich, brown, dark, secret, get better with age of light like wine with age of Time—the halo round the head of first figure remains bright and shining in the now general midnight blue of the window—halo of second figure is more humble—this window is secreted away and almost has same color as windows at halfway point turningpoint of stairs in old Victorian homes—concealed too—Only now I begin to notice the green—The similar triple window behind and above altar is now gone into the night—but not here.” (</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Visions of Cody</span></i></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> 28).</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyQiizOI4iP01CFx6Ye7usWRCVKplG3mAnd01KSHO7n87rrKo6EwGSIr4gh4pDEIv-BLR9tNaJBCPnMO88dxvCKblJcBF1GVNiJlc3tnNsS5V69uC81F7XkLyH7vBOs7x5AAZ077gxZV8/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyQiizOI4iP01CFx6Ye7usWRCVKplG3mAnd01KSHO7n87rrKo6EwGSIr4gh4pDEIv-BLR9tNaJBCPnMO88dxvCKblJcBF1GVNiJlc3tnNsS5V69uC81F7XkLyH7vBOs7x5AAZ077gxZV8/s400/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350202905058130482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ21J-8GeAKtoqN7anR8ID1Bx4t6J7C4s5mp-XOOhlzdL0ozuhA4fLmYawbmu2A1HYXi8xDOk4Jz-Uv9J0sJK4oBEj7v-kY4nWVKHmenjjg0faukV_UvIza5FYNC4wc4X-A2UyXLSGhEc/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ21J-8GeAKtoqN7anR8ID1Bx4t6J7C4s5mp-XOOhlzdL0ozuhA4fLmYawbmu2A1HYXi8xDOk4Jz-Uv9J0sJK4oBEj7v-kY4nWVKHmenjjg0faukV_UvIza5FYNC4wc4X-A2UyXLSGhEc/s400/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350202918337726002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div>The hints at the window mentioned in <i>Visions of Cody</i> were a lot more difficult to decipher once I was actually in the Cathedral. I'm not absolutely certain, but after I scrutinized every pane of stained glass in the place I believe the above window is Kerouac's window.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ21J-8GeAKtoqN7anR8ID1Bx4t6J7C4s5mp-XOOhlzdL0ozuhA4fLmYawbmu2A1HYXi8xDOk4Jz-Uv9J0sJK4oBEj7v-kY4nWVKHmenjjg0faukV_UvIza5FYNC4wc4X-A2UyXLSGhEc/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSp-349go94b_tV3shhmxbKAIelDIAAJ__cBRhVaf-UkkO2YRcCPAl9cEgDLsQFIzAZvzqiEe2AHxPl-JVQFsIOX_pHE847Ea_I0qFbDAIiLheU5aLtwp-rlbX0yxztsGchfSsqmlhSA8/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSp-349go94b_tV3shhmxbKAIelDIAAJ__cBRhVaf-UkkO2YRcCPAl9cEgDLsQFIzAZvzqiEe2AHxPl-JVQFsIOX_pHE847Ea_I0qFbDAIiLheU5aLtwp-rlbX0yxztsGchfSsqmlhSA8/s400/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350207572969588146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrtQkEfExOuTTpJ-22A9h2W_4W1pDGmnf9NQ0F6nqyrTwbnAiqmjci7ZHQOQk-PNoKF4gl5MIQU728DqAnPvBV0cd7mByMTwEBH29sKiqSGgqBRwMi2sHgOSn-Qw310yIER4XUojOiMI/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrtQkEfExOuTTpJ-22A9h2W_4W1pDGmnf9NQ0F6nqyrTwbnAiqmjci7ZHQOQk-PNoKF4gl5MIQU728DqAnPvBV0cd7mByMTwEBH29sKiqSGgqBRwMi2sHgOSn-Qw310yIER4XUojOiMI/s400/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350207565586308354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrtQkEfExOuTTpJ-22A9h2W_4W1pDGmnf9NQ0F6nqyrTwbnAiqmjci7ZHQOQk-PNoKF4gl5MIQU728DqAnPvBV0cd7mByMTwEBH29sKiqSGgqBRwMi2sHgOSn-Qw310yIER4XUojOiMI/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"></a>(across from the Cathedral)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYCGycjwVsdRp88_Y7tlgrzoFw6YzS0s2bVuysLkimfthjZi8rgKd9VfCzmFJmbMb4xULhpvktoPCf0cSHG6wXBlRKz9lB1uPCLeXYlUp1qw8dbD3JC3vULvnKX6uufEruU936JvbNAw/s1600-h/IMG_0447.JPG"></a></span><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“Since the Dakar Doldrums he [Carlo] had gone through a terrible period which he called the Holy Doldrums, or Harlem Doldrums, when he lived in Harlem in mid-summer and at night woke up in his lonely room and heard ‘the great machine’ descending from the sky; and when he walked on 125</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">th</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> Street ‘under water’ with all the other fish. It was a riot of radiant ideas that had come to enlighten his brain” (</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">On the Road </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">121). </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span style="font-family:Times;"></span><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqzhyphenhyphen47vr3Kjt2qfglfayaqe60AdGcdYb7Nm1VFi-rzKgfZXTxOa7TbS_-nQFq2KEtzqNAiUHTjok5BbS5Acz_5Nyi6BXlHhvOpBUMt3ju9pdDi_hIhX__VZqOhWvXS8uWbmbcpycEb0/s1600-h/IMG_0446.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqzhyphenhyphen47vr3Kjt2qfglfayaqe60AdGcdYb7Nm1VFi-rzKgfZXTxOa7TbS_-nQFq2KEtzqNAiUHTjok5BbS5Acz_5Nyi6BXlHhvOpBUMt3ju9pdDi_hIhX__VZqOhWvXS8uWbmbcpycEb0/s400/IMG_0446.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211815609113234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqzhyphenhyphen47vr3Kjt2qfglfayaqe60AdGcdYb7Nm1VFi-rzKgfZXTxOa7TbS_-nQFq2KEtzqNAiUHTjok5BbS5Acz_5Nyi6BXlHhvOpBUMt3ju9pdDi_hIhX__VZqOhWvXS8uWbmbcpycEb0/s1600-h/IMG_0446.jpg"></a>(Taken on 125th Street, Harlem. There's the "'great machine' descending from the sky.")</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnCPRb2NnJo-nONxicsQHLvOBssZbe0po1vFdS8jV0uQTQfJp01q_Ux4eTRulyYc7o4b5rG7dz4_k_olQiBrxY0gBaz2Y-0l7EZ-2iyeKN2JApnoyV62QOsyJvkzCryY7alwRALTstf0/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnCPRb2NnJo-nONxicsQHLvOBssZbe0po1vFdS8jV0uQTQfJp01q_Ux4eTRulyYc7o4b5rG7dz4_k_olQiBrxY0gBaz2Y-0l7EZ-2iyeKN2JApnoyV62QOsyJvkzCryY7alwRALTstf0/s400/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211797841441986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnCPRb2NnJo-nONxicsQHLvOBssZbe0po1vFdS8jV0uQTQfJp01q_Ux4eTRulyYc7o4b5rG7dz4_k_olQiBrxY0gBaz2Y-0l7EZ-2iyeKN2JApnoyV62QOsyJvkzCryY7alwRALTstf0/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"></a>(Harlem, 125th Street)</span></span></div></div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“I took the Seventh Avenue subway to the end of the line at 242</span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">nd</span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> Street, and there took a trolley into Yonkers; in downtown Yonkers I transferred to an outgoing trolley and went to the city limits on the east bank of the Hudson River. If you drop a rose in the Hudson River at its mysterious source in the Adirondacks, think of all the places it journeys by as it goes out to sea forever—think of that wonderful Hudson Valley” (9).</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonYEpwQcaD1Pc2PJIYoM75DnLJWRLFzu4kjr5KVs7eLRVfworyLRhIG8juzHhsqME1gVxt7vRiHvpldoFWdUpw-uZPSe5_SftGFd5Zgaz0X-4inod732iCoRw7u8I6-md6HLnRHi8RTE/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonYEpwQcaD1Pc2PJIYoM75DnLJWRLFzu4kjr5KVs7eLRVfworyLRhIG8juzHhsqME1gVxt7vRiHvpldoFWdUpw-uZPSe5_SftGFd5Zgaz0X-4inod732iCoRw7u8I6-md6HLnRHi8RTE/s400/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350216145337507778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonYEpwQcaD1Pc2PJIYoM75DnLJWRLFzu4kjr5KVs7eLRVfworyLRhIG8juzHhsqME1gVxt7vRiHvpldoFWdUpw-uZPSe5_SftGFd5Zgaz0X-4inod732iCoRw7u8I6-md6HLnRHi8RTE/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"></a>(The 1 train to 242nd Street, 125th Street stop in Harlem)</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1XaPeu8Z9oMwnDvPGVFj02GmvGSD8v4NPlD1hf81sbFIw4HoP2PSRqgg60jcE8yiFZF9eyxDcCRJ5yBebi0WgEQHhnMNUm90tLlBGvZw9x6mj79cao00dsq_BffQ7MHlx2oqCD90yvI/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1XaPeu8Z9oMwnDvPGVFj02GmvGSD8v4NPlD1hf81sbFIw4HoP2PSRqgg60jcE8yiFZF9eyxDcCRJ5yBebi0WgEQHhnMNUm90tLlBGvZw9x6mj79cao00dsq_BffQ7MHlx2oqCD90yvI/s400/IMG_0451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350216149847820914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1XaPeu8Z9oMwnDvPGVFj02GmvGSD8v4NPlD1hf81sbFIw4HoP2PSRqgg60jcE8yiFZF9eyxDcCRJ5yBebi0WgEQHhnMNUm90tLlBGvZw9x6mj79cao00dsq_BffQ7MHlx2oqCD90yvI/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"></a>(End of the line)</span></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQ_CorFqh_DCC8QOB_u_nWeK987mesE3e1ZjSSEmeQJKc5OPUefA3_uLv95w5Evn4snDdo9A44ZL3ia0mhYSD4wAKLfrAxLl9iLT65bj-tB_4oz-8ZDobbc-47NdUbzm77RTJt-J17gU/s1600-h/IMG_0458.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQ_CorFqh_DCC8QOB_u_nWeK987mesE3e1ZjSSEmeQJKc5OPUefA3_uLv95w5Evn4snDdo9A44ZL3ia0mhYSD4wAKLfrAxLl9iLT65bj-tB_4oz-8ZDobbc-47NdUbzm77RTJt-J17gU/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350216163008862626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcJd-JsnWVYdn6tnPEJ-whoRLV7tnquPYYRHeKsS2Py91Yc2TNTBdeSHcI83M3oHX3xZ54PnwR-9XerCZwFUMTURp5mn2nzNjyuIzfcBL4_NLmYFKLyGsRsWIfVgdNy9h4Fu_LoozhZw/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcJd-JsnWVYdn6tnPEJ-whoRLV7tnquPYYRHeKsS2Py91Yc2TNTBdeSHcI83M3oHX3xZ54PnwR-9XerCZwFUMTURp5mn2nzNjyuIzfcBL4_NLmYFKLyGsRsWIfVgdNy9h4Fu_LoozhZw/s400/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350216155973293938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></span></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcJd-JsnWVYdn6tnPEJ-whoRLV7tnquPYYRHeKsS2Py91Yc2TNTBdeSHcI83M3oHX3xZ54PnwR-9XerCZwFUMTURp5mn2nzNjyuIzfcBL4_NLmYFKLyGsRsWIfVgdNy9h4Fu_LoozhZw/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"></a>(dreary day in the Bronx).</span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYCGycjwVsdRp88_Y7tlgrzoFw6YzS0s2bVuysLkimfthjZi8rgKd9VfCzmFJmbMb4xULhpvktoPCf0cSHG6wXBlRKz9lB1uPCLeXYlUp1qw8dbD3JC3vULvnKX6uufEruU936JvbNAw/s1600-h/IMG_0447.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYCGycjwVsdRp88_Y7tlgrzoFw6YzS0s2bVuysLkimfthjZi8rgKd9VfCzmFJmbMb4xULhpvktoPCf0cSHG6wXBlRKz9lB1uPCLeXYlUp1qw8dbD3JC3vULvnKX6uufEruU936JvbNAw/s400/IMG_0447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211822994873954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></div><div>(looking out over the 125th Street stop)</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-22386475292669391022009-06-22T00:21:00.009-04:002009-06-22T13:04:30.087-04:00New Jersey - Paterson, Hoboken<div><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">“He [Dean] came right out to Paterson, New Jersey, where I was living with my aunt …” (3).</span></span><!--EndFragment--> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiVLQLOTlUGQ_0zDdr0gc1I5lLp9ownCPWimEeog06Y_EaTuHwOzxZo8SWn19p-qUhOq7YsITcgjzINzw06JMotMBMQkIvCGgBqyzExT-Spj3_ay-CEWya-qHjhqiWo7nvwprspDb5vY/s1600-h/IMG_0479.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiVLQLOTlUGQ_0zDdr0gc1I5lLp9ownCPWimEeog06Y_EaTuHwOzxZo8SWn19p-qUhOq7YsITcgjzINzw06JMotMBMQkIvCGgBqyzExT-Spj3_ay-CEWya-qHjhqiWo7nvwprspDb5vY/s320/IMG_0479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350006407992313570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzVHBmvtZuhFxpjO7SGeg8WQPdVppRCtelo7iLSV66qetNn4MoffZIGXp2M-ErasDHO6CJ8gKCLF5dlkH0dUmH36VuCw-XtkYVzSsVssD34OqQ2yp-d2qt44O-N7hfVEA0QaTqEEBxvwg/s1600-h/IMG_0480.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzVHBmvtZuhFxpjO7SGeg8WQPdVppRCtelo7iLSV66qetNn4MoffZIGXp2M-ErasDHO6CJ8gKCLF5dlkH0dUmH36VuCw-XtkYVzSsVssD34OqQ2yp-d2qt44O-N7hfVEA0QaTqEEBxvwg/s400/IMG_0480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009322840044882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, -webkit-fantasy; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">(June 18, 2009)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span><!--StartFragment--><span style="font-family:Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“Meanwhile Dean had gotten a job in a parking lot, had a fight with Marylou in their Hoboken apartment—God knows why they went there …” (3)</span></span><!--EndFragment--> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnTZ9lf8shcm-JNjzPjLvPk19T6rSSobXDFT1D5iJTsoqXshwRARdgLNpDEyPtGJwuSbOkDBiXRGpWDf7NzY-p92dHXNMDAMLHE-f_Geb2Ya7PrgNeVEdVZiVWEsBYFEHj1KfjAgNNP0I/s1600-h/IMG_0440.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnTZ9lf8shcm-JNjzPjLvPk19T6rSSobXDFT1D5iJTsoqXshwRARdgLNpDEyPtGJwuSbOkDBiXRGpWDf7NzY-p92dHXNMDAMLHE-f_Geb2Ya7PrgNeVEdVZiVWEsBYFEHj1KfjAgNNP0I/s400/IMG_0440.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350196023897916162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Paterson isn't too far from NYC, thus the traffic was hectic and plentiful. It reminded me a lot of Newark New Jersey, a city I dealt with a few weeks ago when I went to see a certain car at a dealer that was nothing but a chop shop. Not a place I'd care to live. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Hoboken actually wasn't as ugly as I was expecting, although I spent most of my time in a pretty small area (a dozen blocks or so within the Hoboken PATH stop). I bought a car from a guy who lived there, and the section he lived in was pretty nice--tree-lined streets, small shops and cafes with outdoor seating, nice looking buildings, etc. </span></span></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-65033854661262650142009-06-22T00:00:00.001-04:002009-06-22T13:06:15.129-04:00Pennsylvania - Philadelphia, Allentown, Scranton<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-HLXME_lrPJBDFeWiQcuN_zCDlHadvqUdFl97R9IGrsTGiJ_SA7EiANfX-Yw_e0kdkDjwXT1jxs7_NhD_HlzcKl4BYodHYzVJIcspnATa1yk-iGrXqBY6g3-Oc9gGBsLehwCciB-EGyA/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, fantasy;font-size:medium;">“I was all alone in the car, waiting for him as he made business calls in Allentown” (98).</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp0AHh8wa9I-Z5x5mfUP9D65mGuit6o564YxMoNEYzHjlT8fo8GQqPNVCS2gvHSB5iL9Z-pbrVnCdDkZMK9GZUTOFhNCEciGvzWfPcDoSDka_CSFamyMWXIgd5OKW8JsXUmCkL2qNqk6o/s1600-h/IMG_0478.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp0AHh8wa9I-Z5x5mfUP9D65mGuit6o564YxMoNEYzHjlT8fo8GQqPNVCS2gvHSB5iL9Z-pbrVnCdDkZMK9GZUTOFhNCEciGvzWfPcDoSDka_CSFamyMWXIgd5OKW8JsXUmCkL2qNqk6o/s400/IMG_0478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350016471952913426" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp0AHh8wa9I-Z5x5mfUP9D65mGuit6o564YxMoNEYzHjlT8fo8GQqPNVCS2gvHSB5iL9Z-pbrVnCdDkZMK9GZUTOFhNCEciGvzWfPcDoSDka_CSFamyMWXIgd5OKW8JsXUmCkL2qNqk6o/s1600-h/IMG_0478.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;font-size:medium;">“We zoomed through Richmond, Washington, Baltimore, and up to Philadelphia on a winding country road and talked” (108).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-9CJkoIwDyA98gvOYpViVnTDOUfxFwZqn26h6lKKeLbADJkV-__aOM-W4mkbcSbPthjzsc-PFn8B5opEonpFMNvCDAtkcLGssdQwOSo_1B-sexGbTC0291-p7jPXOMHn0AEa_ci2-PU/s1600-h/IMG_0383.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-9CJkoIwDyA98gvOYpViVnTDOUfxFwZqn26h6lKKeLbADJkV-__aOM-W4mkbcSbPthjzsc-PFn8B5opEonpFMNvCDAtkcLGssdQwOSo_1B-sexGbTC0291-p7jPXOMHn0AEa_ci2-PU/s400/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350016465638568930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8tuZBCpJB8czs5BlVmlUr87tyVH_smH1oIZCBRpOLyQtAbqMNVOnPu8jcby-QwcekQOYtcjWrxX1njBzbv01POQvFBe3w5HsKc1pFaZNCxI6rLXeljVeDH6QwPvCXdu73j2nrluHAEg/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8tuZBCpJB8czs5BlVmlUr87tyVH_smH1oIZCBRpOLyQtAbqMNVOnPu8jcby-QwcekQOYtcjWrxX1njBzbv01POQvFBe3w5HsKc1pFaZNCxI6rLXeljVeDH6QwPvCXdu73j2nrluHAEg/s400/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350016463458866418" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8tuZBCpJB8czs5BlVmlUr87tyVH_smH1oIZCBRpOLyQtAbqMNVOnPu8jcby-QwcekQOYtcjWrxX1njBzbv01POQvFBe3w5HsKc1pFaZNCxI6rLXeljVeDH6QwPvCXdu73j2nrluHAEg/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">I stopped at a few different spot as I crossed Allentown, and every time I picked up on the distinct odor of hot dogs (I guess I was in the hot dog district). </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">As for Philadelphia, there's a reason I go to that city fairly often. It's a young city with a great music scene and a hell of a lot of cultural offerings. I'm never disappointed, no matter what part of the city I visit/end up spending the night in; give me the most run-down sections of Philly over any city in New Jersey any day.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Note: In case you'd care to experience Philadelphia through the lens of a professional photographer, my friend Matt is in the process of creating a photostream on Flickr. Link forthcoming.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Kerouac didn't go to Scranton, PA in <i>On the Road. </i>I was passing through.<br /></span></span><!--EndFragment--> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8hKU4SGwAgkLEgux7RAMkS1g7qZ8gurmU-vC13ewdpfmec4g9DAKL5unpyMFzYl59Y6HBxKswAUYnWGEE5jpJo9DazF1W2vhobPOKUJi6Lf-sqHLZxQ8zdHfsgx-3uvWx4J8MjVdKys/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8hKU4SGwAgkLEgux7RAMkS1g7qZ8gurmU-vC13ewdpfmec4g9DAKL5unpyMFzYl59Y6HBxKswAUYnWGEE5jpJo9DazF1W2vhobPOKUJi6Lf-sqHLZxQ8zdHfsgx-3uvWx4J8MjVdKys/s400/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350016478289399762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-HLXME_lrPJBDFeWiQcuN_zCDlHadvqUdFl97R9IGrsTGiJ_SA7EiANfX-Yw_e0kdkDjwXT1jxs7_NhD_HlzcKl4BYodHYzVJIcspnATa1yk-iGrXqBY6g3-Oc9gGBsLehwCciB-EGyA/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-HLXME_lrPJBDFeWiQcuN_zCDlHadvqUdFl97R9IGrsTGiJ_SA7EiANfX-Yw_e0kdkDjwXT1jxs7_NhD_HlzcKl4BYodHYzVJIcspnATa1yk-iGrXqBY6g3-Oc9gGBsLehwCciB-EGyA/s400/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350016476891427202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, -webkit-fantasy;"><br /></span></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822221678943188924.post-16191768305669265822009-06-20T02:42:00.003-04:002009-06-21T05:15:06.875-04:00What it's all about<div><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times; ">“… I’d often dreamed of going West to see the country, always vaguely planning and never taking off” (<i>On the Road </i></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times; ">1). </span></div><div><br /></div><div>Part Vision Quest, part homage to Kerouac, part wanderlust. I'll be a transient for an undetermined amount of time, and there's not much else I'd rather be at the moment nor for the foreseeable future.</div><div><br /></div>I'll be quoting extensively from Kerouac's <span style="font-style: italic;">On the Road</span><span>, which was published in 1957 but written a year after he took three trips around the continent in 1947, 1949, and finally 1950. We'll see how much has changed in approximately sixty years since he went on his odyssey(s). He had his own experiences, which led him to create what some consider to be one of the most influential books of the twentieth century. I say this because I'm not doing this in hopes of having his experience, but my own; I'm going to assume transient epiphanies come in many flavors, and if I'm fortunate enough to have at least a shred of what some may call a personal revelation, it will be because I'm not going to mindlessly wander from place to place just because it was mentioned in a book. There's a bigger picture, and I believe, as I sit a few days away from taking off on the major leg of my trip, that <i>On the Road </i>will be uniquely helpful in experiencing that bigger picture.</span><div><br /></div><div><span></span>I'll be updating and maintaining this blog every time I get a chance. Obviously, since this is going to be a journey of over thirteen thousand miles which will span fantastic cities to crossroad towns "... in the middle of Coyote Nowhere" (214), there are a lot of factors that will influence the frequency of my posting. However, I'll do my best to have a new post every night. I'll try and take some decent pictures to go along with all these location-specific quotes in the hopes of giving you a taste of my trip, as well as the America Kerouac experienced decades ago. <div><div><br /></div><div><span></span></div><div><div>Bless the ride. </div><div><br /></div><div>Mike</div><div><br /></div><div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">The primary work:</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">Kerouac, Jack. </span>On the Road<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">. New York: Penguin, 1999.</span><br /></i></div><div><br /></div><div>His other works from which I may quote--these are equally beautiful and uniquely inspiring, but are not the focus of this particular trip (for now):</div><div>Kerouac, Jack. <i>Visions of Cody</i>. New York: Penguin, 1993.</div><div>Kerouac, Jack. <i>Desolation Angels. </i>New York: Riverhead, 1995.</div><div><br /></div></div><div><i><br /></i></div></div></div></div>Transferencehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15528007445215918084noreply@blogger.com1