On The Road

   Yesterday I went to the book store and bought "On the Road" by Jack Kerouac. I've never read it but it is one of those books that feels like everyone knows about. And given the subject matter, I feel like it is something I should finally read. Honestly, I can't recall the last time I go so into a book that I couldn't put it down and read the whole thing. Maybe something from Stephen King about 15 or 20 years ago. This feels like it will be one of those books. My only problem is I keep stopping to search Google maps to see if any of these places still exist. Most of them do not.
   And my wanderlust is kicking in even harder.

Taking Photos from the Car

Trees, ugh.

   If there is a disadvantage to taking so many road trips it is that we cannot possibly stop at every interesting thing we see, despite how badly I want to stop. My head whips around and an "ooh!" escapes my mouth at every cemetery, old or abandoned building, interesting sign or rusty car. Therefore probably half of all of my photos each trip are taken from the car. Sometimes at very high speed. And taking photos from the car is not an easy thing to do.

Throwback Thursday: Classic Cars Need Some ID!

 Well they weren't classic at the time!

I have no idea what these two cars are, but the writing my mom put on the back says "Barstow Motel 1969". That's me on the bouncy horse.

Me hanging out of my dad's car, "Somewhere in Nevada 1969", perhaps a Gran Torino?

Station Wagon, this one might even be before I was born taken by my mom in the early 60s(maybe even late 50s?), possibly out in the desert near Barstow, California.

  I know these aren't technically "mine" since I didn't take them, but I am IN two of them, and they were all taken by my mom or dad. And I've been wanting to post them for so long in hopes of getting an identification on the cars!