Road Trips Are King in the World of Travel
“All he needed was a wheel in his hand and four on the road.” — Jack Kerouac
Pack a bag, and let’s go. The journey awaits.
Traveling, as far as I know, is about the road. It is what matters to me. Everything invested in the journey.
Nothing beats the exhilaration of being out on the open highway, freedom roaring through the windshield of a beat-up car while music pulses through the airwaves and the destination unknown.
Or better, the open-air vessel of a motorbike; everything exposed and visceral to the human sense.
It is why I live my life the way I live my life.
The road trip is my force, my guiding principle. It is why I wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night. I think of the next journey; I plan perpetually for the next adventure on the road. It is always on my mind.
I am ready to pack my bag and go again.
Are you ready to join me?
I realized at a young age that the road was a soothing experience for me, transported my spirit to another, more enhanced place. It did not take long for me to…
