day 6, nevada to idaho
July 7, 2010
they strolled along the road serenely, with their eyes, their boots, their rage, forgetting everything. it was the wind and the sun and the fire that would carry on these wayward daughters from now on.
twenty six years measured in yellow dotted lines had passed them by and they had never lived a more honest day in their life.
required reading: walking around, pablo neruda
required listening: the open road is closing in, magnetic fields
carry on my wayward son, kansas
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One of my favorite Kerouac quotes – “Let there be rock and roll on the dashboard radio. Let there be occasional hands bongoing on the dashboard. Let the white line in the middle of the far west come feeding into the screen…”
I miss me a good road trip. Sigh
rahul,
we need to plan our fall adventure. look for an email from me soon… bust out your best kerouac because its about to get real mad.