The Open Road Is A Beckoning, A

On The Old Highway Maps Of America, The Main Routes Were Red And The Back Roads Blue. Now Even The Colors Are Changing.

A True Journey, No Matter How Long The Travel Takes, Has No End.

I've Read That A Naked Eye Can See Six Thousand Stars In The Hundred Billion Galaxies, But I Couldn't Believe It, What With The Sky White With Starlight. I Saw A Million Stars With One Eye And Two Million With Both.

...who Can Say Where A Voyage Starts - Not The The Actual Passage But The Dream Of A Journey And Its Urge To Find A Way?

Franchises And Chains Have Come To Dominate Small Communities, But Those Same Chains Have Eliminated A Lot Of The Greasy Spoons, Places You Didn't Want To Eat In The First Place.