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.
Category: travel
THEY ALL SHARE THE SAME ROAD
the River road along the Mississippi is home to the oil refineries and plantations co-existing side by side. The view that was once is now a thirty foot levy.
JOURNEY WEST
I am still amazed that there is so much on route 66.
ALONG OLD ROUTE 66
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.
ROUTE 66
Route 66 is perhaps as iconic as the 4th of July. We still savor thoughts of a simpler time and cooler looking cars. The industrial art of the era was fabulous.
TEXAS
LIVE OAKS AND SPANISH MOSS
PLANTATIONS ON THE ASHLEY AND DOGS IN THE PARK
As a New Englander, the South has always been an enigma. Try as I might I can only think I understand. While I believe in not forgetting the past; how can we ever move forward as a nation when those in the south still harbor strong feelings for the Confederacy?
The Plantations are wonderful, yet for many they are harsh reminders of a life of cruelty. I cannot rectify the two in my mind. The words of Scarlett O’hara resound: that Tara will rise from the ashes; as will the Confederacy.
Charleston is similarly a city full of life and yet seems to hide dark secrets.
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.
BIG COUNTRY
I am still awed by the size of the country; particularly the west. It is simply put: big country.
I am flying to San Diego tonight. Yes I just returned from the west. I will hope to post while there. Somehow flying is not as fulfilling as the drive.