May 11 – Mornings are for coffee, and this one is no different, except this time we’ve got a Tim Horton’s across the parking lot from our hotel. We’ve got a lot of Tim Horton’s in our future when we get up to Canada, but I’m surprised to see this Canadian coffee chain down here in the States. Continue reading
There are probably 101 times 10 ways to drive through America’s Midwest. Mention it to anybody who’s crossed the Midwest by car and the response is always the same: it’s the absolutely dead-last worst drive in the entire country … nothing except straight, flat road that goes on forever. Apparently it doesn’t much matter which road you’re on – one’s as brutally dull as the next. Here’s how we did it … Continue reading
May 6 – Leaving Bridget in Aurora with Dave and his girlfriend, Kacie, I made my getaway to Evergreen, up in the mountains west of Denver, for a two-day visit with ProofreadNow’s marketing director, Conni Eversull, and her family Continue reading
May 5 – Cinco de Mayo – This is one of those holidays that usually passes me by. Sequestered as I am up in northern New England, Mexican independence doesn’t come up in conversation much – I’m not sure I’d know which side I should be drinking for. But we’ll be in Denver for the cocktail hour, and I’m sure we’ll be celebrating something. Continue reading
May 4 – It’s another road day. A day when our only goal is to cover as many miles of America as we can on our way to where we want to go: Denver, Colorado. Twelve hours in the car, and we’re hoping to get seven or eight of them done today, minimum six, which would put us in Green River, Utah, for the night. First stop is Jiffy Lube out on East Sahara Avenue – Dexy needs an oil change Continue reading
For a city that tends toward excess, Las Vegas can be pretty tame if you let it be. Although, really, why else would you go to Las Vegas other than to indulge in the excessive? It’s a man-made wonder that screams “PLAY ME!” “WIN BIG!” “SPEND, SPEND, SPEND!” Continue reading
It’s a long road from Big Sur to Las Vegas, requiring many stops, including the requisite morning coffee. By the time we got to that coffee, we’d already put in a good day’s work: packing up the campsite and lugging it the .3 miles to the car in the parking lot. Continue reading
As we drove through Big Sur on our way to Andrew Molera State Park a few miles to the north, where we were hoping to pitch our tent for two nights, I was surprised to see that Big Sur is not a town at all, but instead, like Coney Island in co. Down in Northern Ireland, it is merely a spot on the map, and before you know it, you’ve passed right through it. A store here, an inn there and a few restaurants scattered along Highway 1 and that’s it, except for signs for campgrounds along the way. That’s what we’re here for – a couple of nights of camping and checking out the vistas here by the ocean in Central California. Continue reading
Saturday afternoon at the beach, but first, lunch at the Lazy Daisy in Santa Monica Continue reading
As we were driving up the ribbons of concrete into Los Angeles late on a Wednesday afternoon, my mind wandered back to the last time I was here – November 2008 to see Van perform Astral Weeks Live at the Hollywood Bowl. Continue reading