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Early In the Morning
Jul. 15th, 2007 10:04 amIt's hard to imagine as you wipe the sleep out of your eyes that you've already been on the road for 2 hours. It's 7 am, and the sun is just coming over the horizon to your left.
Driving through Ohio and Pennsylvania gives one a real sense of what America used to be like. As I passed through the thick morning fog of the Alleghenies, I had to remind myself that I was, still, in America. I wonder what it must have been like before the trickle of roads made their way across the landscape, to wander through such scary dark terrain.
I've never seen so many classic cars, though. Or motorcycle hordes. But I was reminded how huge and beautiful the country is.
Little farmhouses and farms at the side of road, and the serenity of life away from the big city. Perhaps it was the relief/release of finally being done. I mean seriously, full van goes to empty van! Returning the van!
( Bah )
Driving through Ohio and Pennsylvania gives one a real sense of what America used to be like. As I passed through the thick morning fog of the Alleghenies, I had to remind myself that I was, still, in America. I wonder what it must have been like before the trickle of roads made their way across the landscape, to wander through such scary dark terrain.
I've never seen so many classic cars, though. Or motorcycle hordes. But I was reminded how huge and beautiful the country is.
Little farmhouses and farms at the side of road, and the serenity of life away from the big city. Perhaps it was the relief/release of finally being done. I mean seriously, full van goes to empty van! Returning the van!
( Bah )
