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TRAVEL IN THE USA, THE SOUTH

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TRAVEL THROUGH TIME

Summer is quickly coming to a close. Children are in many cases back to school. Labor Day is a week away. The age old ritual of asking what you did last summer is here.

Here is what I did last summer:

LOOKING FOR AMERICA, FINISHED

As promised, here is the completed version of my post about a month ago.

CONTINUING THE TRIP

14,739 MILES

14,739 Miles. That’s how far we drove since leaving Newport and returning. We still only saw fractions of the country. Each photograph is a touchstone to a memory. There are so many. I do not dare to post the entire trip in one post.

ALONG OLD ROUTE 66

route 66 6 15 14 14125 — TRANSCONTENTAL RAILROAD

I never imagined continuing on Route 66; but there are stories still there; of people and places that are overlooked if you stay on the 40.

TEXAS

SOUL FOOD IN PETERSBERG

It has become the “new” normal in our household. A new adventure as we set out across the country. This time with stops in Virginia and South Carolina; before turning west.

One of the great disappointments of my youth was never having caught a Luna Moth. Try as I might I was the only one of my friends never to have caught one. I might add they never showed me their prize choosing to taunt me with my failure. Tonight returning to the Motel; there he was a newly hatched Luna Moth on the wall under the light.

THEY’RE NOT POOR, THEY JUST DON’T HAVE MONEY

Perhaps my most favorite saying from my most favorite movie (I Know Where I’m Going) While I am stretching the intent of the phrase in this case; this intrepid group was traveling by jumping trains, hitchhiking and any other means to get around. On this day, they could not play music to beg as it was illegal, but the have a sign and panhandle was not.

They considered themselves migrant workers. Willing to pick potatoes, or anything that needed collecting. Their goal was to save enough to buy a truck so that travel would not be quite as hard.

It does not perhaps seem very realistic; what they were doing; but why not? It would certainly make very interesting reading if they were to write it down. Not just the travails of their journey, but the interaction with those they meet.

I asked if I could photograph them and they consented. I added that I was going to write a post, which left them scratching their heads. I gave them some water and some power bars, because that is what I travel with; a woman came up to them very shortly after that and gave them what must have been enough to meet their goal, because they picked up and left.