Day 54: Home again, home again!

The final leg of my journey, I can practically do in my sleep.  After almost two months on the road, I am ready, SO ready, to go home to Boston.  And this final leg from my hometown of Dover, Delaware to my current home and village where I have lived for over 30 years, Jamaica…

Day 52-53: Yes, you can go home again. Just expect some changes.

There is nothing quite like the feeling you get when you are headed back to your hometown.  There are memories (some fond, some not-so-much), trepidation, and hopefully, eagerness to reconnect with old friends and family.   All of this is on my mind as I head out of Charlottesville and point my car in the direction…

Day 51: Southern Discomfort in Charlottesville

Once again on the road, this time heading north from Asheville, NC, towards Charlottesville, VA.  This is almost my last leg on my two-month solo road trip to see America, and the landscape gets more and more familiar as I creep back towards the Northeast. But for now, I am still in the South, and…

Day 50: Great Smokies to Asheville, NC

After waking up in the Motel 6 in northern Nashville, I had turned on the ancient TV in my cement-block cell to one of three channels that came in with limited static:  CNN.  As I rushed through my morning routine (eager to flee this cold, dark version of motel-hell), I watched the morning anchors go…

Day 49: Honky Tonkin’ in Music City, USA

The trip from Memphis to Nashville, Tennessee, is an easy three hour or so drive along Interstate 40.  Mostly forest and farmland line the highway.  Cotton fields turn into cattle grazing on rolling hills and along the way you cross some lazy rivers where you can imagine a Huck Finn or Tom Sawyer casting a…