Rocky Mountain High
Jack Kerouac wrote his classic On the Road thus becoming one of the coolest icons of the 50s. However, I'll tell you a little secret about Jack: when he hit the road, He wasn't in a minivan, with one daughter (awesome company), one Rhodesian Ridgeback (excellent traveler), and two cantankerous cats who didn't like:
a) The car
b) The dog
c) Each other
d) and finally, after 1,675 miles, us.
I have moved before across the Atlantic, from town to town, state to state and North to South, but this trek could have used the organizational skills of a traffic controller. Furniture in two different trucks - one from Florida and one from Virginia - and one car was shipped by auto-transit.
So after driving across some beautiful land and through some fascinating cities and towns - wow that arch! - and Boot Hill - who would have thunk it? It's a great country.
I've enjoyed the Poconos, the Kittatinnys, the Smokeys, but OMG, the Rockies are spectacular.
