Over the beautiful Hudson River in the Batmobile (OK, so it's really just a black pick up truck...) and over the Susquehanna, through the deep canyons of blasted rock on I-80, and on into the "Pennsylvania Wilds" I've been. I didn't listen to much on the radio except a few bits of Doc Watson, may he rest in peace. Mostly just the quiet shoosh of the wheels on the highway, and a head full of thoughts and ideas.
As the sun set it gave my hotel room a magical glow, and I've climbed into bed with more reading to do.
How remarkable it is, this network of interstate highways. Really. If I came to pick you up in the Batmobile, where would you want to go? Tell me here in the comments.