They Call Them Flyovers: The Midwest

One of the best aspects of this trip was how little time we actually spent in the car relative to how much time we spent out of it. We stayed for a couple days in nearly every location we visited, and so we were really only driving about two or three days each week. Our…

From the Desert to the Clouds: Utah and Colorado

When we set out into the Nevada desert, Vegas’ temptations behind us and howling for us to return, we knew we would not make it to Denver before dark. Bill and I would be passing through the deserts of Utah and then scaling the Rocky Mountains: a full day’s drive. Our car sped through the…

Round 2: Back to Vegas

At this point, Bill and I had driven from the blanketed hills of central Connecticut west across the entire span of the United States until we had touched the Pacific. When we left Oakland, California, we would finally be beginning the long push back east. There were still plenty of stops to make and plenty…

Sunset Shores: Los Angeles and San Diego

Our journey from Las Vegas to Los Angeles brought to mind images of Hunter S. Thompson in a red convertible driving like a mad man through the desert, crazed eyes staring down an endless road. We were not, however, deep in the throes of dazzling hallucinations or high on powders, pills, or poppy. The highway…

A Playground in the Desert: Las Vegas

Whether a gambler or not, one must admit that Las Vegas is an achievement. Fueled by a desire to profit, the early casino builders pumped water and electricity into a desert basin until a city grew. Instead of the districts and neighborhoods of this city growing organically and over time into a sustainable community, contemporary…

Chasing Sunlight

Up until New Orleans, our trip had some semblance of a plan. We had been staying with friends and attending that music festival, so everything fit together nicely timewise. After New Orleans, we knew that the second half of the journey, the western stretch, would be unplanned; we would be winging it once we left…