The picture below was taken way back in 1997 during my first solo roadtrip, but for whatever reason I had never put it up on the site. That trip rather profoundly shaped my life; thereafter I wanted to get out and see things, and didn’t let issues like lack of travel partners, lack of accommodation, or even lack cash get in the way. It was the trip that taught me that things wouldn’t always be smooth, but that they would almost certainly be memorable, and that the only thing standing in the way of getting started was me.
Waking up cramped and stiff in the backseat of a tiny Geo Prism with my knees practically bent up to my chin wasn’t something that anyone would really want to do, but enjoying a cool desert morning, watching the sunrise, and having the freedom to go wherever the winds blew me — life hasn’t been the same since then.
