Solo Travel and Living on the Road in a Skoolie
Usually when my life is running like a fine Swiss watch, these sorts of things will happen. I will walk into the right place at the right time and something will just fit. This happens a lot on the road. A missed turn could take you to a beautiful scenic overlook, or a place with excellent green chile. Talking with a stranger can get you a new friend or even a connection to a great mechanic. You never can tell.
I-80 is a fast, and convenient way to go from point A to point B in a very short amount of time if you are traveling by interstate. Not so long ago, there weren’t any interstates. People either traveled by train or relied on a method of connect-the-dots to get from place to place. Large…
When I take a road trip, I try to live by the cliche of “It’s not the destination, but the journey.” Last Thursday night, I decided I was going to give myself a birthday present. For 46, the idea of sitting alone in the house with my thoughts was just not something I wanted to…
Cody Wyoming is a destination for not only the gateway to Yellowstone National Park, but also to a curated version of the Old West, a tradition which was started by showman Buffalo Bill Cody himself at the turn of the last century and has continued today. Cody is synonymous with the Old West, boasting a…
I cannot stress this enough. When you look down at the street and see the words “LOOK RIGHT” stenciled on the street, you had better look right. It’s one of those things we take for granted. I can’t begin to comprehend how many streets I have walked across in my life. From the time I…
One of the things I like to do when I travel is eat new things. Food is an expression of the local character and culture of an area. Take the Southwest for example where green chile is King, Queen, President, Prime Minister, and all the rest. A ubiquitous food that transcends garnish or topping, green…
A number of years ago, I watched a movie about a man after World War II having to walk home to Italy again after being released from POW camp*. One of the things that stuck with me the most was a scene where a man says to the main character that the most important thing…
As we drove across the Idaho border with western Wyoming listening to my a Pandora station, I felt compelled to skip past a Paul Simon song that had come on. The unfortunate part was that once it skipped we were out of range of a cellular signal. For probably the duration of our drive through…