Brave New Traveler Essay: A Great American Tradition at $1.75 a Gallon
Posted on 12. Mar, 2009 by admin in Showcase
When I graduated from college, broke, badly in need of an adventure, and with little in the shape of a plan or commitment, I decided to set out solo on the long, open road.
Heading out on the highway alone and driving thousands of miles was something I’d always wanted to do; I just didn’t know when I was going to do it… until gas prices sunk to the $1.75 a gallon mark.
Not that I would mind the companionship, but there is an unsung liberation about the ability to stop and go on your own accord. Eat stick after stick of beef jerky. Accumulate a pile of ketchup packets on the passenger seat. Stop for coffee at 10 PM. Take in a beautiful vista. Listen to the music of my own choosing. Drive the speed limit of my choice through the Kansas prairie.
