"It should not be denied... that being footloose has always exhilarated us. It is associated in our minds with escape from history and oppression and law and irksome obligations, with absolute freedom, and the road has always led West."
— Wallace Stegner
I had a very long and passionate conversation yesterday with my friends boyfriend about "The Open Road", and why people hitch hike, or vagabond. I told him it was the call of the road, the seeking or a new and changing horizon, ADVENTURE! His thoughts were if you don't have the money or time to travel then don't do it, there will be plenty of time when your retired. don't be a mooch. Retired! he said. Is this really the way it should be? Work your whole life away in the hope that you will be able to travel when you retire? If you even live till then. Carpe Diem.
So in honor of this conversation about travel I decided to dedicate this post to Amy, my car. The roughest toughest meanest little red headed Datsun that has braved sand, mud, rocks, snow, steep grades, trees, bushes, abandoned roads, dirt roads. you name it she has seen it, and concord it. I'm so proud of you Amy.