I’m back on the East Coast, where the sky feels smaller, cluttered as it is with suburban trees and strip mall neon, and where Amtrak trains are delayed. My summer and this blog are coming full circle--back on the train, instantly annoyed, still feeling restless, feeling less-than-thrilled about the next few weeks, months, etc., planning the next road trip.
The last few days blew me through the south and Midwest--Oklahoma City to Tulsa (a ghost town) to a smalltown steakhouse where we stuck out like sore thumbs to St. Louis and the top of the Arch to somewhere just west of Columbus to fried fish sandwiches and red velvet cake ice cream in Wheeling, WV, and finally to Baltimore and now on to New York.
I’m not sure how to sign off, and years of summer goodbyes have proven sucky, so I’ll just leave it at that for now, hoping for the next big adventure…
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