and the road was quiet, with few cars passing.
The air was like sweetbriar . . .
We two seemed the only tramps on the road."
~ from Down and Out in Paris and London (177)
George Orwell (1903 - 50)
English writer and social critic
"On the old highway maps of America, the main routes were red and the back roads blue. Now even the colors are changing. But in those brevities just before dawn and a little after dusk - times neither day nor night - the old roads return to the sky some of its color. Then, in truth, they carry a mysterious cast of blue, and it's that time when the pull of the blue highway is strongest, when the open road is a beckoning, a strangeness, a place where you can lose yourself."
William Least Heat Moon (b 1939)
American travel writer and historian
"And when I'd seen all the sights,
there was the moon so round
Go home, said the man in the moon, go home
Go home, said the man in the moon, go home
Because it's getting sorta late, and I'll soon put out my light
So go home, said the man in the moon, go home
We didn't know who we were, we didn't know what we did
We were just on the road"
Sung by Michael Johnson (b 1944)
American singer, song - writer, guitarist
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Recent travels with my twin brother:
Frederick & Baltimore, Maryland
Neosho, Missouri
Coffeyville & Caney, Kansas
Bartlesville, Oklahoma
Blue Springs & Kansas City, Missouri
Where to next?
Sung by Michael Johnson; music & lyrics by Carl Franzen:
ReplyDelete"Back in 1958, we drove an old V-8
And when it turned a hundred thou, we pushed it a mile
We didn't know who we were, we didn't know what we did
We were just on the road
Heading south from Canada on a graveled road a mile from Montana
Then my daddy read the sign that took us in the wrong direction
I asked my daddy where are we going, he just said we're following our nose
So I looked out the window and dreamed I was a cowboy
We didn't know who we were, we didn't know what we did
We were just on the road
I met a girl in a truck cafe, I fell in love almost right away
But the Mercury was ready to go and I had to leave her
We didn't know who we were, we didn't know what we did
We were just on the road
And when I'd seen all the sights, there was the moon so round
Go home, said the man in the moon, go home
Go home, said the man in the moon, go home
Because it's getting sorta late, and I'll soon put out my light
So go home, said the man in the moon, go home
We didn't know who we were, we didn't know what we did
We were just on the road"