Sunday night on the Road

A rainbow coming out of my room last night

Everyday is a journey and the journey itself is home. ~ Matsuo  Basho

There is a comfort I find driving all day.  I don’t mind being alone and with my Sirius XM radio I get to listen to a lot of news and discussion when I’m not going full-out car karaoke.  I make no secret of the fact that I’m not fond of humanity as a group, individuals, absolutely, but as a group and in general, not a big fan.

Happily, for the most part on my drive things have been quiet.  One jerk in a 40 foot motor home tailgating me for a bit, but otherwise a good drive.  What amazes me though is the transition once I hit a stop.  Suddenly, humans everywhere, some really great like the lady who gave me my drink for free today at the Pilot in Nebraska.  Or the two kids busking outside, I’ve seen a lot of street performers in my time but never a sister and brother act on snare drum and flute.  Their parents were with them and they had instrumental tracks on tape backing them up.  They were even doing a little Led Zeppelin at one point.  I went over and donated a dollar to their cause, their sign explained that their parents paid the deposit but they had to raise the rest of the money for a trip to Europe.  I hope they make it.

Of course on the other end, sitting in my car and suddenly, thud and the car shakes.  Yes, the 19 year-old girl who pulled in next to me slammed her SUV door into my car.  Which she was completely fine with until she saw me glaring at her.  She then freaked out a bit, jumped back in her vehicle and took off.  Happily there wasn’t any damage.

Seems like humanity is always a mixed bag.  I also learned on the radio today that the term sneakers originated from a women’s prison guard who donned her rubber soled shoes so she could “sneak” around the prison at night and spy on the prisoners, they called her the “sneaker.” The term eventually carried onto the rubber soled shoes called sneakers.

Great Sunset on the Road

The road always gives you a lot of time to think but the last couple of days my head has been uncharacteristically calm.  I will be writing more this week about my time in Nevada and the great friends I got to see there, and then more about driving across the middle.  But for now, off to dinner with a good friend who I have not seen in over 20 years.  I look forward to good conversation and catching up, definitely a happy day my friends.  So goodnight from Lincoln, Nebraska.  ~ Rev Kane