On Kerouac’s Trail: San Francisco
My broken suitcase slid off the belt at the San Francisco International Airport, igniting a harried arrival. Navigating through the sea of taxis and shuttles to bring me south to Fisherman’s Wharf, the...
View ArticleOn Kerouac’s Trail: Following the scroll in Denver
The frigid Denver cold welcomed us with subtle hostility, as she couldn’t quell her winds for long enough to get all of our luggage inside. The trek from the airport to the hotel was time consuming,...
View ArticleThe Rails As Our Road: Denver to New York
Monday, Jan. 8, and still on the train. Three hours late to Chicago, we rush to our connection train because they held it for us. Middle America unfolds as the Amtrak Zephyr cuts through the fields...
View ArticleOn Kerouac’s Trail: The Beat Generation in New York
A chartered Greyhound bus swept us away from New York City this afternoon after a whirlwind three days of meandering in the cold that I’ve separated myself from since leaving the Empire State three...
View ArticleOn Kerouac’s Trail: Lowell, Mass.
It’s the tail end of this trip and we’re in Lowell, Mass. — Kerouac’s home. Steeped in French-Canadian culture and the mixing of different cultures gives Lowell an almost majestic variety. At the...
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