“I’m just sayin’,” he said, “It’s not fair.” He leaned his forearms on the oak wood bar, condensation running down the domestic beer bottle in front of him. A woman with tight-cropped hair stood on one side; I sat around the rounded corner on the other, looking at a Read more…
I’ve been having a BLAST crossing the country and tracing the old Route 66. There’ve been highs, lows and everything in between — but I’m grateful to be able to share these adventures with you. Want to catch up with where I’m at on the road? Today I’m writing to Read more…
As I mentioned in my update last week, I’m about to start heading west to tackle a new part of the country. To do so, it only made sense to traverse down a road that’s so ubiquitous in American culture it’s been deemed the “Mother Road.” That’s right. Starting this Read more…