I arrived back in Boston after dark. Just enough time to explore a bit of the city. The hotel that had been booked for me in Cambridge was a giant leap above the horror-story lodgings that I dealt with in Hadley and Lewiston. I even had my own patio/balcony with a view of the western part of [...]
Entries Tagged as ‘America in an American Car’
February 25, 2010
see this: maine in an american car.
After spending almost 700 miles in the Impala, I escaped the smoky chokehold of Worcester, Mass. bound for the purity I expected to find in the quaint vanilla charm of the state of Maine. The state had always been a mystery to me – I had never been there and had never even met anybody from [...]
November 18, 2009
see this: mass in an american car.
The quaint colloquial charm of Vermont chewed me up and spit me out in western Massachusetts. This would have been the perfect time in my trip to get all Hunter S. Thompson and go Gonzo through the state – and the small liberal arts colleges that dot the western Mass landscape would have been the [...]
November 4, 2009
see this: vermont in an american car.
It had been snowing in Foxboro. I knew this because I saw the steady snowfall on TV as Tom Brady used his Jesus-like skills to pick apart an embarrassed Titans team on Sunday Night Football. The snow eventually delayed my arrival in Boston, and it was already past midnight by the time I stepped off the [...]
October 21, 2009
see this: blurry pink america in an american car.
Part 1: Northfield, MN Editor’s Note: Pictures blurry on purpose to simulate motion and/or acid trip When I first stepped off the plane at the Humphrey Terminal at the Minneapolis/St. Paul Airport, I became instantly aware of just how serious Minnesota is about the whole “Twin Cities” thing. I was at the wrong end of [...]
