Del Taco and Starbucks, Jack in the Box and Popeyes, Sonic, Sonic, Sonic. America is weird. Not the judgy, “that ain’t right” weird. The weirdness comes from the vastness, the difference that we all share. It’s a slideshow of fenced acreage and animals, stripped land and drive-thrus. Sitting in the passenger seat (Becka drives, which… Continue reading Weirdness Out the Window
We found Telluride in a box canyon at the end of a long, winding drive through the Colorado mountains and forest, with snowmelt-swollen streams running parallel to much of the drive. One of our old New York friends, and Dan’s former roommate, moved there several years ago and offered to host us in her funky… Continue reading Telluride
From Bryce we headed down to see a college friend of mine in the Phoenix area. She knew we wanted to focus on staying outdoors as much as possible, so she alerted us that Phoenix was about to have a cold snap, with temperatures twenty degrees below average. We adjusted our plans – if you… Continue reading Further Criss-crossing of the Southwest
After staying in a lovely hotel and catching The Sarah Spencer Washington Story, the documentary by our friend Royston, we left San Diego and spent a night at a miserable dump in Las Vegas. The one good thing I can say about the place was we found a great off-the-main-drag cocktail bar and restaurant, Herbs and… Continue reading Valley of Fire: Rocks Rocks Rocks
After leaving West Texas, we blew through the southern parts of New Mexico and Arizona on our way to San Diego, so I’ll do the same here. San Diego marked one of our few deadlines: our friend’s film was part of a shorts program at the San Diego Black Film Festival, screening on the last… Continue reading An Initial Rush Tour of the Southern Southwest
We’re going off the grid in South Texas for a few days, exploring Big Bend National Park and surrounding areas. See you all in El Paso!
The Everglades are immense, and we decided we’d either have to devote several days or limit ourselves to one quick stop. Due in large part to my paralyzing fear of snakes, we chose the latter option. I spent hours searching Dry Tortugas for the salt water crocodile but spotted a gator within the first ten… Continue reading The Everglades and Points Further North