I’ve been ev-er-y-where, man.
Tag: Travel
Road Tripper
I find the term “driving distance” to be so very quaint. If roads exist at all to connect me to a destination, it’s within driving distance.
Time to hit the high seas
If you know anyone who’d like a series of articles about crossing the Atlantic by cargo ship, get in touch soon: thepond@sweatingcommas.com
The Badlands, photos by Amanda Bloom
I’ve only passed through the Badlands twice for just a few hours at a time, but what an amazing place. Amanda captured it wonderfully. The Badlands by Amanda Bloom, freelance writer
Hangin’ ten, or something
I’m finally filling out my Couchsurfing profile in the hopes of putting it to some use. I need to spend at least a part of this winter away from Michigan.
This happens every year
The holiday blues have set in. I’m staring at Amtrak’s national routes map, looking for an escape from everything. There isn’t one.
Bittersweet travel day today
I’m heading back down to Grand Rapids on another bus, gray over white landscape tumbling along. Yesterday was a lovely and heartwarming Thanksgiving day. Find the people who fill you up (joy, love, food, warmth) and spend your time with them. You’ll never notice lack again.
A satisfying Thanksgiving morning view
For someone in love with all things middle America, I can’t ask for much more than this place.
City bus, empty, traveling on the interstate. So weird.
Just me. No one else but the driver.
No plains or trains, just buses
I’ll be taking a small trip to celebrate Thanksgiving with a friend’s family this week. I’m thankful for people who take in strays.